A/N: Before I start this chapter, I just wanted to have a little moment of Nemi fangirling. I was freaking out when Nick tweeted to Demi, but then the pictures and the videos of them together singing on stage made me die. It scared me as well, considering I updated chapter 8 just before I saw the tweet. It's scary cause it's like I knew something like what I wrote would happen! Okay so in my story it's Demi going to see Nick perform instead, but still! It's crazy how I write about them having a reunion and they actually do! What makes me really happy is that they're still the same as they were, still really close giving each other hugs and grinning like idiots. They are so perfect for each other and they don't even know. The way they looked at one another killed me. Especially when Nick looked at her like she was the only one for him. BEST FUCKING REUNION EVERRR.

Anyway sorry for this being so late. I was in Spain! But yeah, here's chapter 9 :)

Chapter 9

Nick's POV

"That's... amazing to hear. Keep it up Dem, I know you can fight those demons."

She smiles when I say that, which must mean I'm doing something right.

God she's so beautiful when she smiles.

Even when she looks miserable she's still beautiful, not that she looks miserable now. She looks so much better than she was.

But whether she smiles, my heart flutters. Whenever I see her glowing, I just want to thank the lord for making a miracle, for her to be healthier and stronger.

Maybe she didn't need me after all.

I mean she obviously looked better, and was doing great.

Unless this was still an act? I needed to know.

Was it okay to ask her or would she just break down crying?

I gently began to put it into words, "So erm Demi... is everything good in your life?"

She shrugged, "I suppose so. It's not perfect, it won't ever be. And I know what you're thinking Nick, but really... I'm better than I was. I'm not fully recovered, I don't think I ever will be. It still is a daily battle."

I nodded. Good she was telling me the truth. She was being open, which was a good sign.

"Got it. I'm glad that things are better, I don't want you hiding anything... I want to help you still. I want to be by your side Dem."

She smiles, "I know Nick. That's why you're one of the bestest friends ever."

I blush. Well at least I think so. I definitely felt my cheeks burning up. I hope she doesn't notice.

"I think I deserve another hug Demetria." I slide over to her side of the table to sit next to her, leaning in for a hug.

"Oddly enough you do Jerry."

I chuckle, "Just like old times."

I wanted to hold on longer this time, being closer to Demi than when I hugged when I got here. I still couldn't believe this was happening. I've missed her hugs so much. Our hugs have always felt amazing because she trusts me. I know that whether she hugs me, I make her feel safe. I can feel it in the way she holds me.

I feel safe with her too. I just feel completely at peace, in some sort of blissful dream. She's literally my dream girl, and I feel so lucky that she's come back into my life.

After what felt like a few seconds, we let go. I hated letting go, but we couldn't hug forever.

She smiled at me so sweetly, her eyes boring into mine for just a moment. She then looked away and looked back down at the table. She almost looked embarrassed.

Did she... did she still feel something for me? Did she have to look away to break the eye contact? God I wish I knew how she felt for sure.

"Demi... tell me what you're thinking, please."

She was still looking down at the table, still hiding something from me... even though she was being a lot more open that she used to be.

"If you really wanna know... I was thinking how about handsome you look. Okay?"

I blushed again. I couldn't help but chuckle and grin like a total fool when she said that.

"Oh... wow. I wasn't expecting that."

Demi looked at me with an awkward, yet sweet smile.

I gave her a warm smile back, "Hey Dem... don't be shy about it. I'm irresistible, I know. It's hard to look this good you know?" I changed my smile into a supposed cheeky and jokey grin.

She tried not to laugh, slapping me playfully on the arm. I made a face at her, pretending that her hit really hurt me. "Ugh Demetria, why did you do that?"

She gritted her teeth, still trying to hide a smile that was clearly almost plastered on her face. "DON'T. CALL. ME. DEMETRIA. OKAY JERRY?"

I laughed, "I love how that annoys you so much." She gave me the evil eyes, "You're so getting it later."

"Later? Does that mean we're going somewhere after this?"

"Yeah but I need another coffee. And we haven't finished these chips."

"Well, I'm looking forward to getting beaten to a pulp by a girl that's 5ft 2." I said sarcastically, still grinning at her and picking up my cup of cinnamon latte.

When taking a sip, it felt refreshing. I loved Starbucks, but sometimes coming to this diner was much better. Probably because there is coffee is actually more appetising. I didn't care if it was cheaper, I never worried about having designer label everything. In fact half my clothes are from Topman, which isn't even designer. So who gives a shit?

I took a couple of chips, noticing they were still quite warm. Crispy too. They were one of the best chips I've ever had actually.

"Shut up Nicholas. You know I can beat you up."

"Yeah actually I'm not going to lie.. you give pretty hard fists punches, even when you're playing around."

"Aww that's the nicest thing you've ever said about my physique!" She too was now being sarcastic. But jeez, she clearly forgot about all the other things I said about her.

"Demi come on... I've said much nicer things. I shouldn't have told you when I went through those doors and saw your face, how amazing you look. You're a stunner Demi, you always have been." I didn't realise until those words came out, how husky my voice sounded.

Demi was looking at me in amazement now, she clearly didn't realise how beautiful she is.

"Goddamnit Nick, why do you always have this effect on me? You make my legs feel like jello."

"I didn't know I had that effect on you..."

"Yeah... you fucking do." Oh my god, the way she said fuck. I'd never heard her swear before like that. I mean I think I've heard her swear, but not as sexy as that.

Could I just kiss her? My god I wanted to. It felt like the perfect moment.

I slowly leaned in and closed my eyes, hoping for the best. Maybe she would kiss me back?

I wished for this to happen again for too long and knowing that she was better... it couldn't hurt, could it?

And to my surprise, it obviously wasn't.

Her lips were pressed on to mine, and man... it felt good already.

I began to deepen this slow, but enchanting kiss. I felt like I was in a dream, a sweet blissful dream. I wanted to keep this going, but maybe she would feel uncomfortable since people could be staring at us. But I didn't want to think about that, I wanted to think about how amazing this kiss is.

I placed my hand gently on her neck and the other on her shoulder, making sure she felt safe and not too pressurised, if that's at all how she feels. I did then slide my hand that was on her shoulder to cup her face.

After a few moments, I felt maybe it wasn't best to you know, properly make out with her. I already felt her almost resisting. I think I need air anyway...

So I gently stopped the kiss and opened my eyes to stare down into her beautiful bronze, yet golden eyes.

She was looking me in awe, almost looking perhaps mesmerised by what just happened. I hope she thought that was just as mindblowing as I did.

"Nick... that was... amazing," she murmured. My eyebrows raised, my head screaming inside with happiness. I want to dance around and act like a maniac right at this moment, but that would be incredibly foolish. I would rather do that when no one was watching.

"Really?"

"Fuck yeah. Please do that again... but maybe not here."

"Since when did you say fuck all the time?"

"Since I came became badass."

She looked at me with a serious face, and then started to smirk. I smirked back at her, and then we burst into laughter. She was the cutest and funniest person ever... being another reason why she was the best woman on my planet, next to my mom.

I loved her laugh so much, it was the best sound I'd ever heard... and yes, even better than some music.

I cuddled her, and she cuddled me back. We only held it a few seconds, thinking that since we'd finished the chips and our drinks, we should just go now.

So we thanked Julie and gave her a tip. We walked out of the diner's door into the fresh air that surrounded us on this beautiful coldish night.

As we walked down the street, we headed in the direction of the hotel. We naturally linked hands, which felt really comforting and nice.

We walked slowly, in a comfortable silence. I was looking down at our hands, still taking all this in... finding it hard to believe that our kiss just happened.

What did this mean for us now? Were we just going to stay as friends or start something between us? And if we are, are we going to tell everyone or keep a secret for a little bit? I mean, if she doesn't want to start anything yet, I completely understand. I don't mind taking things really slow and just being friends with benefits for now... just as long as she tells me that.

I gently ask, "So er... what is this? I mean err.. what are we?"

She bit her lip and looked reluctantly in my eyes and said, "Well.. I don't know. Do you want us to keep this our little secret and just keep being best friends? I mean, I... definitely can't let you go out of my life, yet you're closer than a friend Nick. Should we like... take things real slow? My life is hectic at the moment and I..."

I then stopped us from continuing to walk and placed my finger on her lips, shushing her. "Taking things slow is absolutely perfect. I think that rushing won't help you at all. I just want the best for you. Okay?"

She nods and smiles, "Thanks Nick. You always know what to say. So, we're like... friends with benefits?"

"Yeah, if that's what you want us to be."

She grins, "Awesome."