WELCOME BACK ! ! ! ! ! ! AAAAAA, THIS CHAP IS ACTUALLY PRETTY FLUFFY (at least, at the most for rn!)
"Loser," Selena's top lip twitched angrily as she stepped forward, eyes full of fury.
"Bitch," Demi shot back, meeting her step with another one of hers.
"Whore," the first girl bounced back with another stride forward.
"Slut," the second girl forced herself forward, their noses were barely brushing now.
Selena stopped the bombard of insults, moving forward and clasping the girl's face in her ivory-colored hands, her pinkies slid under Demi's jaw and her other fingers spread out lazily among her cheeks.
The girl pressed a kiss against the girl's lips, pushing her back into the lockers that appeared from behind them. Demi could not help but muffle a whimper, the harsh kiss cutting up her lips and melting away her chin.
From afar, the girl laughed evilly and gave a deafening smile, "Did you really think I would ever like you?"
With that, she dug her nails into the girl's eyes and pulled the skin right off like dried glue. The dream sequence broke away at Demi's kicking and thrashing in the bed, begging her mind to make it stop.
The beaming, neon green letters on the side of Selena's bed read a foggy "2:34 AM," and Demi's harsh breathing and rapid kicking had faintly woken the girl wrapped around her stomach and buried into her chest.
"What's wrong?" Selena trailed, a yawn pushing its way out of her expanded mouth. Her arms didn't move from the tight constrict upon her waist, but instead her head flopped to lay on its side against Demi's chest.
Demi breathed out, unrestricting one of her arms from Selena's hold and running it through her her greasy hair and over her sweaty forehead, before calmly putting it on Selena's head.
"Don't worry, just had a bad dream."
"Mmm," Selena moved up her arms to the girl's neck, prompting Demi to turn on her side.
After Demi had turned, the raven-haired girl scooted closer to press her body against the girl's back, arms thrown around the dip in her hips and cold nose pressed into the warmth of her neck. Demi shivered at the touch, but soon adjusted and relaxed into the new position. It surely was a lot more comforting than Selena being wrapped around her waist like a constricting boa… though she would probably settle for both.
"I'll protect you from those scary dreams," Selena mumbled into her neck, tightening her grip and pulling her even closer.
It wasn't too hard for the girl to fall asleep, apart from the fact that she couldn't rest her lips from erupting into a smile every time she remembered who was wrapped around her. Occasionally, the butterflies woke her up too—but she just kept cursing herself. A few months ago, the idea of this happening would have scared her to death—or confuse the hell out of her—but now she couldn't stop grinning stupidly.
Not that she could remember any part of her dream, but she was sure it was slightly better.
"Wake up, loser," Selena laughed, shaking her shoulders as the blaring alarm clock seethed her ears.
The name was mostly used as a joke between the two now, instead of an insult like Selena first used it as. Demi groaned and scooted back into the bed, forgetting that Selena's warmth wasn't there anymore. Because of that, she let out a whimper, but Selena didn't seem to notice her dilemma. Instead, she shoved her fingers to the girl's warm neck, causing her to yelp from the cold radiation they expressed.
Demi yelped and shot up, peeling the cold fingers from her neck with a whimper, "Okay, rude, I'm up…"
"Good," Selena smiled, latching fingers with her and bringing her to the kitchen, she a plate of eggs was sitting. "I'm happy, cause now I can finally use the extra chair I've always had but never used."
"Have you always been lonely?" Demi pulled out Selena's chair for her, which she beamed at, "Y'know, with nobody to eat with?"
"Kinda," the girl fiddled with her fork and the splayed bacon on her plate, "I guess you could say that."
Demi felt awkward, mostly because she usually skipped breakfast in the morning. However, she didn't want Selena to think that she wasn't eating because her food was gross, or that she had made the food for nothing. Soon, the girl was shoveling the food into her mouth, the eggs not even having a chance to fall through the slivers in her fork.
A soft touch on her knuckles paused her glomping, and Selena was holding back a giggle from the other side of the table. She smiled and laughed, "Are you okay?"
"Yes," Demi's cheeks flushed, imagining how awkward she must've looked. "I just didn't want you to think that I didn't like the food."
"You're fine." The girl bit into a piece of bacon, still slightly fighting back a giggle.
Demi quietly ate the rest of her eggs, feeling heavily embarrassed. She was scared of doing anything to upset the girl, since she wasn't even sure what they were. Were they a couple, were they friends with benefits? No, that one didn't seem right—but who was she kidding?
"What are we?" Demi voiced suddenly, gulping when Selena dropped her fork in surprise.
Selena silently recovered, wiping the corners of her mouth, "Woah, hitting me with that question in the morning."
"I'm sorry! I was just thinking it, and it just came out…"
Selena nodded, waving her hand dismissively to explain that it was okay. The girl let out a sigh, shrugging. "I don't know. I've never… liked a girl."
"Me neither," Demi implied, the sick feeling in her stomach growing.
"But, kissing you felt right," Selena noted, shrugging her shoulders and finishing her plate. "I also liked holding you, but… that might just be me being a magnet to warm things."
That didn't really boost Demi's self esteem too much, and it even made her feel a bit unwanted. Nonetheless, she carried her plate to the sink and nodded quickly, taking note of the time. The girl always took a long time to get ready, mostly because she never found her makeup perfect and would always have to fix it up.
"But, um," Selena started, grabbing the girl's wrist. "Even if… being a… couple—for lack of a better word—doesn't work, I don't want to go back to the hateful relationship we had."
Demi turned, giving her a slight smile.
"You're pretty cool, Demi."
Mindless chatter filled the air as the girls reared closer to the school, before Selena stopped them both, lip crunched between her teeth.
"I'm scared, what if Taylor completely ruined my reputation? What am I gonna do?"
"Calm down, girl," Demi hyped, rubbing her shoulders like she was prepping her to go into a boxing ring. "You're Selena Gomez, for Pete's sake!"
"Can you," her voice broke. "Can you maybe stay out here for a bit when I go in?"
Demi's eyes hardened, and her fingers broke from the girl's shoulders, "What, are you embarrassed of me?"
The girl stayed quiet, and Demi gasped, stepping back, "Oh my God! You are embarrassed of me."
Selena turned around quickly, shaking her head, but Demi had already stepped away and towards the bushes. She cried, "Don't worry about me coming in at the same time as you, I don't even want…"
Selena's eyes softened, but Demi carried on with a hazy voice, " I don't even want a relationship with you anyways! We wouldn't wanna risk that perfect life of yours, would we?"
She stomped away, and Selena couldn't even got after her; she was frozen in place. Her feet were glued to the floor and her eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Hey, Selena!" she heard a familiar voice call, and she broke away from her personal life and smiled.
Taylor was running up to her, the bedazzled, designer scarf that Selena had bought her bobbing in the wind. Selena flinched back in fear, but Taylor gave her an apologetic look.
"I'm so sorry, Selena. My boyfriend just broke up with me and there was a lot of stupid shit going on," Taylor softened, "I took it out on you and I… I couldn't forgive myself. I'm sorry I accused you of lying, I know you wouldn't do that…"
Selena tilted her head and puffed her bottom lip, wrapping her friend in a hug, "It's okay Tay, and I'm sorry too. I actually did lie to you, I had a moment where I thought I could be Demi's friend,"
Selena glared back to where she had stomped off, the sadness inside of her turning into rage. "But It's stupid. She's stupid. I'm not bothering anymore."
Taylor smiled and grabbed the girl's hand, walking with her inside the school. It wasn't new, nobody truly cared - Taylor and Selena always held hands. They were friends, they'd known each other since the sixth grade.
But it didn't feel the same as Demi's felt.
the ending is a big sad, i PROMISE THEY WILL HAVE A RLLY CUTE MOMENT SOON ! I JUST NEED TO... DEVELOP
and yes they will become a couple, just give me my inhaler and a bottle of apple cider
anyways ! see you man, review if u have the time :^)