Jennel's POV:
I hate school; I hate it so fucking much it's just full of preppy girls and douche bag guys that think they can have anyone they want. The only good thing about this hell hole is that I get to see Demi.
I'm sat in the canteen with Jillian sat on my lap while I'm eating fries. Wes is sat in front of us and Drew, well Wes doesn't let him sit with us because of what he did. So he has to go sit with his douche bag friends.
"Do we have English after this?" I ask Jillian before resting my head against her.
"Yea, I've got Miss Gomez and you have Miss Ryan with the lovely Wesley."
"Hey I am lovely; don't say it like that Jilly." Wes whines, looking up from his phone and winking at Jillian.
"I hate English; I'd rather be in Chemistry staring at Miss Lovato than stuck in a room with Miss Ryan."
"Yea but she's hotter than Miss Lovato." Wes says, throwing a fry at me, I pick it up and eat it before flipping him off.
"But Miss Lovato is better looking and have you seen that ass? She's hot man. Plus Miss Ryan hates me so I hate her."
"Whatever, she's so checking me out right now." He says, smirking at me. I turn my head and notice Demi leaning against one of the walls; she's holding a cup of coffee and looking towards our table. I sneakily wink at her before turning to face Wes and giggling when I see him winking at Demi.
"Dude she's never going to want you."
"Why not? What's wrong with me?" Wes asks, picking up a handful of fries and stuffing them into his mouth.
"One, you're shoving food into your mouth. Two she doesn't look like the type that's going to like pothead surfer dudes."
"Nah she just likes badass rockers." Jillian says before taking a mouthful of coke and then placing the can on the table. It's true; Demi does have a thing for a badass in a leather jacket though.
"What are you talking about?" I ask, looking up at her. She just smirks at me and then begins to whisper into my ear.
"Oh come on, if you weren't a student she'd be all over you. I've seen the way she looks at you, she's gayer than you."
"I have no idea what you're talking about goofball." I say as Jillian rests her head on my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her waist to keep her from sliding off me before grabbing a handful of fries and eating them as well as feeding them to her.
I turn my face and glance at Demi again; she shakes her head at me before slightly glaring at me. Oh god she better not be getting jealous because Jillian is sat on me, I would never ever sleep with Jillian because we're too close for that.
"This is why we're friends, purely because you feed me."
"Shut up, we're friends because you'd be lost without me."
"And hungry." Jillian says before eating the fry out of my hand, I flick the side of her head then hug her. "Stop being cute and give me more fries biatch."
"I hate you sometimes."
"No you don't, give me the fries." She says, pouting at me and then opening her mouth when I hold up a couple of fries. She takes them off me and then eats them while I grab my pizza off the tray; I take a bite and then hold it towards Jillian for her to eat. She takes a bite and then pushing my hand back towards me. I eat the rest of the pizza, while keeping my arm wrapped around Jillian. She places her arm around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder while she reads her book for English.
"Nerd."
"Pothead." She replies, looking up at me and glaring before reading her book again.
"But I'm your pothead best friend and you love me." I say, lightly tickling her side causing her to wriggle on my lap before she lightly punches me. I turn around and notice Demi walking towards us, fuck she looks hot today. She's wearing a pair of black pants, a see through white shirt that's not buttoned all the way with a black tank top underneath it. She's got a slim fit, black pinstriped blazer on as well; she smiles at us as she walks towards us.
"Jillian can you sit on the seat instead of on Jennel please." She says, lightly placing her hand on Jillian's shoulder and then moving to the side as Jillian slides off my lap and on to the seat next to me.
"Sorry Miss."
"It's alright, I just didn't want you to fall off and hurt yourself." Demi says, smiling at me and then turning around and then walking back towards the wall she was leaning against. I shake my head at her before standing up.
"Oi Garcia where are you going?"
"I have to talk to Mrs Hart about something." I say, turning around and then walking towards Demi.
"Where are you going?" She asks as she looks me up and down.
"We need to talk." I reply quietly before I walk past her; I make my way down the corridor and wait outside her classroom. I wait for her to follow me, which doesn't take long; I soon hear her heels clinking against the floor as she gets closer to me.
She doesn't look at me as she unlocks her classroom door. We walk in and I sit on top of the desk in front of Demi's. She walks towards her desk after closing the door; she sits on her chair before looking towards me.
"What's wrong with you?" I ask, looking at her.
"Why was Jillian all over you?"
"Are you serious Demi? She's my best friend. She was just sat on my knee while we were eating, then she read her book."
"Your hands were all over her."
"Demi I was ticking her because she called me a pothead, that's all." I say, sliding off the desk and walking towards her. I sit on her lap and wrap my arms around her neck; I press my lips against hers and then rest my forehead against hers. "You're the only one for me, plus you don't need to be jealous of Jillian because nothing would ever happen between me and her." I say, giggling slightly and then kissing her again. I slide off her lap and then walk towards the door; I pull the door open and go to leave as Demi's phone vibrates.
"Jennel come back here."
I turn around and then walk back into the classroom, closing the door behind me. Demi motions for me to walk towards her so I do; once I'm stood in front of her she passes me her phone. I glace down at it and read the message on the screen.
(12:27pm) Unknown number: Shouldn't you be watching the other students? Not just lover girl?
I sigh and then pass Demi her phone back before sitting on the desk in front of her again. She runs her fingers through her hair and shoves her phone back into the draw on her desk.
"It's got to be someone from here then." She says, looking up at me. I lean forward and take her hands in mine.
"No one will find out Demi, they obviously want something otherwise they would've told someone already." I say, lightly squeezing her hands and then leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. She looks at me and weakly smiles.
"I suppose so."
I slide off the desk and stand in front of her, she stands up and looks down at me. God damn fucking heels, I pout at her and she giggles before sitting down again.
"Are we doing anything tonight?" I ask, still holding her hands in between mine.
"If you want to, you coming to mine or you want me to come to yours?"
"Well Jess is working until six in the morning so you could come to mine." I reply, smiling down at her. She gently nods her head, smiling back at me.
"Sure, I'll come round about seven; it'll give me time to mark some books."
"Just as long as teacher Demi stays at home I don't care what time you come round."
Demi just glares at me before walking towards the door with me, we both walk out and Demi locks the door behind her. We make our way towards the canteen again, I go into the girl's toilet and Demi continues to walk towards the canteen.
When I get into the toilets Jillian is leaning against the sinks, she looks up at me and smiles. I smile back before walking towards her and standing next to her.
"So you and Miss Lovato then."
Fuck.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Bullshit Jennel, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I've seen the way you look at her, the way she looks at you. And I think you forgot where I work." She says, slightly smirking at me.
"The coffee shop of Foster Street, fuck."
"Yea, you're cute together, and she seems to make you happy."
"She does make me happy; she's coming to mine tonight."
"Aw you guys are adorable."
"Wait, are you busy after school?" I ask, Jillian shakes her head. "Fancy coming to mine after school and helping me clean the apartment and then helping me cook for Demi."
"Like a date for you and Demi?" She asks, grinning at me, I nod my head and she begins to playfully slap my arm.
"Well she took me out a few days ago, didn't tell me it was a date and I kind of figured it out. I freaked and told her to take me home and then well I slept with CeCe." I say, looking at the wall in front of me.
"You're a fucking idiot, but yes I will help you clean, cook and make everything cute."
"I didn't ask for cute."
"So, I don't care I'm making things cute." Jillian says, innocently smiling at me.
~~~
"Jill is this suppose so look like this?!" I scream from the kitchen while stirring the mush in the pan in front of me. Jillian walks towards me and shoves me out of the way.
"What the hell have you done to this?"
"I don't know, fix it please." I whine, sitting on the worktop and watching her work her magic.
"How the fuck did you manage to do this?!" Jillian yells, throwing the mush into the bin and then beginning to use fresh ingredients.
"You know I can't cook, I'm just going to make the table look pretty." I say, sliding off the worktop and making my way towards the dining table. I pull open the cupboard and pull out the dark red table cloth. I throw it over the table and then smooth it out before grabbing the places mats. I place two mats, facing each other on the table before grabbing the thin glass vase and placing it in the middle of the mats.
"Jillian!" I scream while grabbing two candle sticks. "Jillian get in here!"
"What?!" She yells at me, I turn to face her and she's holding a wooden spoon and has food down her t-shirt.
"Can you ring Max and make him get me some red roses please?" I ask pouting at her and throw my phone at her; she shakes her head then catches my phone. She walks back into the kitchen while on the phone to Max. I place the candle sticks either side of the vase and then grab two candles out of the draw. I place them in the candle sticks and smile before walking into the kitchen. Jillian is still cooking and is on the phone to Max at the same time.
"Yea okay, the doors unlocked so just walk in with them." She says into the phone while simultaneously stirring the food in the pan. Jillian hangs up and places my phone on the side before turning the stove off and then turning to face me. "He's on his way; he's bought eleven red roses, one for the vase and ten for Demi. He's also getting a bottle of wine and a box of chocolates."
"Okay, so foods done, tables done and cute things are done. Now you need to help me find something classy to wear." I say, grabbing Jillian's hand and pulling out of the kitchen and towards my bedroom.
"What about this?" Jillian asks, throwing a black dress at me. I catch it before pulling my t-shirt over my head and sliding my jeans off. I pull the dress over my head and then smooth it down.
"How do I look?"
"Classy as fuck, shoes?" She asks, passing me a pair of red heels. I take them off her and slide them on before smiling at Jillian. I check the time and notice that Demi should be here in ten minutes.
"Okay I love you Jill, but you gotta go." I say, dragging her down the hall and towards the front door. I pull the door open and Max is stood there, holding a bouquet of flowers, a bottle of wine and box of chocolates. I step out of the way and he walks in as Jillian walks out, she quickly hugs me and then walks towards the stairs.
I run my fingers through my hair before closing the door and then making my way towards max. He passes me the roses; I take one out and slide it into the vase before letting the bouquet rest of the table. I turn around and Max is stood in the kitchen, placing the wine in the fridge, he puts the chocolates on the shelf underneath the wine. He turns to face me and smiles at me before walking towards me and ruffling my hair; I slap his hand away and glare at him.
"You must really like her because you've never done this before."
"I do like her Max, now I love you, you giant goofball but can you leave before she turns up." I say, grabbing his hand and attempting to drag him towards the door.
"Okay I'm leaving, have fun tonight." He says, smirking at me and then leaving. I walk back towards my room and grab my red lipstick; I bring it to my lips and then put it on before gently rubbing my lips together. I look in my mirror and run my fingers through my hair and then walk out of the room when I hear the doorbell. I make my way towards the front door and smooth my dress out before opening the door. Demi looks up at me and just stares at me, she's wearing black skinny jeans, black studded boots and a light grey hoodie and her hair is tied up. She's not wearing make-up, but she still looks beautiful.
"Y-you look beautiful." She stutters, looking me up at down. I giggle before grabbing her hand and pulling her into the apartment. I spin her around so her back is facing the table and the kitchen; I close the door with my foot before pressing my lips against Demi's
"You're beautiful Demi." I say against her lips as my arms wrap around her. She hides her head in the crook of my neck and mumbles something. "What?"
"Why didn't you tell me to wear something nice? And why are you dressed like that anyway?" She repeats, looking up at me and pouting.
"You look perfect the way you are." I reply while turning her to face the table. She gasps slightly before turning to face me again. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me. "Surprise." I say, giggling and walking her towards the table. She sits down and I light the candles before going into the kitchen and grabbing a glass and the bottle of wine out of the fridge.
"Jennel, is this a date?"
"It sure is Demi." I reply, placing the glass down on the table and then filling it with wine, I slide it towards Demi. She looks up at me and goofily smiles before taking a sip. I hand her the roses and then lean down to kiss her, she smiles against my lips before I pull away.
"Where you going?"
"To make tea." I say, poking my tongue out at her and then walking into the kitchen. I just reheat what Jillian's already made.
While I'm waiting I go back to Demi. I sit in front of her; she looks up at me before looking down again. I lean forward and lift her head up by placing my index finger under her chin. She blushes and then looks down again.
"I don't feel comfortable." She mumbles, avoiding eye contact.
"Why, what's wrong?"
"It's just you're looking all beautiful and amazing in that dress. Your hair and make-up are perfect and well I'm wearing my comfy clothes, no make-up and I look like a slob."
"Look at me Demi." I say, causing Demi to look at me. "I don't care what you look like because you're beautiful to me." I continue, leaning forward and pressing my forehead against hers. "Wait here."
I stand up and make my way towards my room; I slide the dress off before grabbing my jeans off the ground, my Blink t-shirt and my flannel shirt. I quickly get dressed again before taking off my make-up and then tying my hair up. I walk out of my room and back towards Demi; she looks up at me and shakes her head at me.
"I wanted to make you feel comfortable, so I got changed." I say smiling at her while shuffling towards the kitchen. I quickly plate up the food and then carry the plates towards the table; I place one down in front of Demi and the other one where I'm sitting. I sit down and Demi smiles at me before blushing and then we begin eating.
"This is really cute."
"Well I wanted to make up for the first date." I reply before placing a forkful of food in my mouth.
"I love it."
~~~
Once we've finished eating and I've shoved all the dishes into the dishwasher me and Demi sit on the sofa and watch TV. We're eating the chocolates and drinking the wine, I wasn't going to but Demi made me. She didn't want to be the only one drinking, that woman is a bad influence. I've got my arm wrapped around her and she has her head resting on my shoulder while playing with my fingers. I press my lips against the side of her head and she turns to look at me.
"Dem?"
"Yea pothead."
"Why didn't you feel beautiful before?" I ask, looking down at her.
"Because you looked amazing and I just have my comfy clothes on, no make-up and my hair is a mess."
"Look at me Demi." I say, Demi looks up at me. "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen; you don't need make up and fancy clothes to look beautiful. You could've turned up wearing sweats and a dirty hoodie and you would've look beautiful."
Demi cuddles into me before pulling me down so we're lay down. I place my arm around her waist and then pull her closer to me. She leans forward and presses her lips against mine; I smile against her lips as she runs her fingers through my hair.
"You're perfect." She mumbles against my lips, she then bites my bottom lip and tugs it before sliding her tongue into my mouth as our legs tangle together.
"You're beautiful." I say, pulling back and staring into her eyes. I brush her hair out of her face before resting my forehead against hers.
"You're mine."
I am hers. I'm Demi's; I'm no one else's. I'm not CeCe, I'm not Spencer's. I am Demi's, I love Demi. I love Demi Lovato and I am not scared about that anymore.
"You're mine too, I love you Demi."
"D-did you just say that you l-love me?" She asks, staring at me in shock. I lean forward and capture her lips in between mine. Her hands tangle into my hair as she pulls me on top of her, I place my legs either side of her waist and my hands either side of her head.
"I love you Demi, I love you, I love you and I love you." I say in between kisses, she looks up and grins at me while cupping my face.
"I love you too."