Demi's POV

Selena's due back from her Grandma's any minute now, so, naturally, I was sitting on the windowsill, watching the car park, waiting for the old faded blue mustang to pull in.

I hadn't seen her for 24 hours, and I was practically dying without her.

After what felt like hours, the sound of an old engine straining came from outside, and I knew that she was back. I practically ran down the stairs, almost bumping into Mark on the way, and went to the car to greet her.

"Selena! You're back!" I called happily as soon as she opened the car door, she smiled, and pulled me into a hug, which I gladly accepted.

Once we pulled apart, she turned to the elderly woman standing next to the car, holding Selena's bag, and smiling at us.

"Grandma, this is Demi, she's my best friend. Demi, this is my Grandma, Gloria." Selena said proudly introducing us. I smiled politely at Gloria, who smiled back.

"Lovely to meet you, Demi. Selena, this is the girl you're in love with, yes?" She asked casually. My eyes widened, and so did Selena's. She turned bright pink, and Shook her head fiercely.

"W-What? No... I… She… I have to…" She stuttered, before she ran into the house, without looking back. She left me and her grandma standing outside awkwardly, holding the small bag with Selena's overnight things.

"Erm… did you just… say that Selena is in love with me?" I asked awkwardly. Gloria sighed, and brought her wrinkly hand up to her forehead to rest there, in a thinking pose.

"It's my age, I wasn't supposed to say anything, She told me last night, when we were having dinner. I hope you don't hate her for it, she can't control who she loves, no-one can. I know that she wouldn't be able to cope if you left her because of this." She said honestly. I smiled at her, and put my hand out to take Selena's bag, which Gloria handed over.

"I won't hate her, I couldn't. I… love her too." I whispered quietly.

"What was that dear? You'll have to speak up, I'm going deaf." Gloria said, half jokingly, putting her hand by her ear for emphasis. I smiled, and repeated what I said.

"I'll go make sure Selena's okay, I'll see you next time you see Selena, okay?" I asked with a smile. Gloria nodded, and just before I left, she called out to me.

"Maybe next time, you could come with us, if you want to, of course." She offered kindly. I smiled brightly at her, and nodded.

"I'd love to. Thank you. Bye Gloria." I said with a wave. I walked into the house, and just before I closed the door, I heard the old engine rumble loudly.

"Sel?" I asked quietly into our bedroom. She was lying on her bed, face down, her hair spread out across the pillow. She didn't answer me, so I went and sat next to her, and started stroking her hair.

"Your grandma told me what you told her." I whispered to her. She didn't move, she just mumbled into her pillows.

"I'm sorry." It was muffled, but I heard her.

"Don't be. I love you to." I smiled as I said it. It felt good saying it to her.

She sat up abruptly, and looked at me, her eyes searching mine for if I was telling the truth or not. It didn't take long before she realised I was.

"I… wow… I don't know what to say." She muttered quietly, as she looked down at her hands, picking her nails not-so-subtly. I smiled, and moved her hand from her lap, and took it in between mine.

"Just say yes to this next question." I told her. She nodded, and I carried on. "Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked her cautiously. I don't know why I was cautious, she liked me back, she loved me back, I guess I was just scared she'd say no, because she doesn't wanna 'screw up her friendship', which would be her exact words, almost.

"If you'll have me." She said nervously. I smiled, and lent forward, to quickly, but lovingly peck her lips.

"It's not a question of if I'll have you. I don't see why I wouldn't. You're beautiful, and smart, you're funny and whenever I see you, I automatically smile. As corny as it sounds, you're the reason I get up in the morning. I get up because I know I'll be able to see your beautiful smile. You truly are the most amazing person in the whole world, and I would be honoured, if you would be my girlfriend." I Said with an honest smile. I noticed that she was crying, and wrapped my arms around her.

"I love you, Demi, I love you so much, I can't believe that you think all that of me. Now, it's my turn. You were there for me when I was the shy 12 year old, you've been there for me ever since. Your smile is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen, your eyes give off a sparkle that makes me melt, and you are just totally the most fantastic girl I know. You are my entire world, and I would be so happy to be your girlfriend." She said with a smile. I was crying as well.

"C-Can I kiss you… properly kiss you?" She asked me nervously. I didn't answer, I put both hands on either side of her face, and kissed her deeply and intensely. Her tongue ran across my bottom lip, and I granted her entrance.

The kiss wasn't like everyone says their first proper kiss is.

There were no fireworks, there were no stars, there was just a warm fuzzy feeling in the put of my stomach.

A feeling of security, love, and happiness, all mixed together.

A quiet knock at the door forced us both out of the most amazing kiss of my life. I groaned loudly, and called the knocker in.

"Demetria, Melinda wants you in her office again." Said the stupid trainee woman. I seriously hate her. Or at least, I hate the fact that she calls me 'Demetria'. I looked to Selena apologetically, and she nodded, I hoped off her bed, and went down to Melinda's office again.

I walked straight in, and sat in my usual place.

"Demi, Sorry to bother you and everything, but I need to know if you are going to see your father. I need to arrange a meeting and things, before his release, which has been pushed forward to next week." She added the last part quietly.

"I… Okay, yes, I'll meet him, but I want you outside at all times, so you can bring me home as soon as I'm done, okay?" I asked. She nodded, and as I was about to leave, She called me back. "Demi?" She called.

"What?" I asked from my half-standing position. I sat back down, and an envelope, with writing I didn't recognise, was pushed towards me.

"This is yours, I've had it since the police raided your home when you first came here. I was supposed to give it to you on your 18th birthday, but I think you should have it now, whilst I remember." She said with a light smile. I nodded, and took the envelope, and went to the 'cooler', a private room where we could go to think.

The letter was something I never expected.