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Loving You: Chapter 1

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              I remember everything perfectly. It felt like it happened yesterday, but in reality, it actually happened months ago. That day was full of tears, screams and of course, falling in love with a pink haired girl. Basically I fell in love with my life saviour, inspiration and female crush. It sounds cliche to say that she saved my life when I never used to personally know her, but it's absolutely true. She was the only person who could brighten my mood, and probably the only person who could put a smile on my face, no matter what situation I was in. Sure, I never excepted to actually fall in love with her, but it just kind of happened. I'm sure she never wanted to fall in love with me either, but there's nothing we can do about it now. 

                  It was my first concert and meet and greet. Believe me, I never thought I'd  get the chance to actually experience meeting your idol, but I finally did, and I couldn't be any happier. 

            The way we met, will always be stuck in my mind. The meet and greet was finally happening, and I waited three hours in a long line up, with screaming girls. Three hours seems like a long wait, but it's completely worth it in the end. When it was my turn, my eyes locked with the pinked haired girls eyes as I slowly approached. My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty and butterflies erupted in my stomach. When she smiled, her eyes lit up in joy as my hands clasped over my mouth, while hot tears dripped off of my eye lashes. Her arms reached out toward me, pulling me into an embrace. That contagious smile never leaving her face as she pulled away from me. "Hi! What's your name?" Demi questioned, her chocolate brown eyes locking with my blue ones. "Megan." My blue eyes swarmed in a pool of salty tears. "I just want to let you know that you saved my life and I love you so much." By now, my face was completely wet of tears. Demi's face softened as she pulled me into another hug, tightening her grip this time. "Thank you so much. I love you more, stay strong, gorgeous." She whispered in my ear, feeling her breath hit against the side of my face, made the smile on my face grew ten times larger. "I will, thank you." Once we pulled away, we got ready for our picture. She leaned forward, pressing her lips against my cheek as I made a peace sign in front of me. Once the flash struck my eyes, she pulled away from me and I turned around to face her. "Do you have a pen?" I nodded, pulling the pen out of my back pocket. I had the pen back there for an autograph, but I decided to not ask for one. She grabbed my hand, facing my palms upright and placed the pen down onto my skin. Gently, she drug the object on my hand creating ink marks on my hand. "It was nice meeting you, Megan," She paused and finished writing on my hand. "I'll see you later." Her fingers dropped my hand and smiled down at me. I nodded and flashed her a smile before turning around and walking away. Bringing the palm of my hand up to my face, I read what it said, "Call me xo" with her number written below it. It was like the whole world was spinning. Everything was happening to quickly and nothing felt real. It all felt like a dream. I thought that from now and on, everything was going to be perfect. Nothing was ever going to be wrong again. But of course, I was wrong. 

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                   The bright sunlight peaked through the blinds in my bedroom, making my eyes flutter open. My hands raised up, covering my eyes with the palms of my hands. Letting a groan exit my lips, I listened to the sound of my cell phone vibrating aggressively on the desk beside me. "Hello?" I breathed out, rubbing my left hand over my eyes once again. "Megan!" Demi's loud voice echoed through my ear, as I allowed a sigh to fall from my lips. "Do you need something?" The words slipped out of my mouth before I even gotten a chance to realize how rude it sounded. "No? I just wanted to say hi, and you promised me that we'd get Starbucks today. I've been ready for two hours. You told me you'd come down to my house and we'd walk down there. You didn't forget, did you?" Here we go. Being friends with Demi, of course had lots of cons. And this was one of them, she gets upset by small things you do. I try not to upset her, but it's really not that hard. "No, I--- I didn't forget, Dem. I just slept in, I'm sorry, I went to bed late and I just woke up. I'm about to get ready now. Can you wait another forty five minutes to an hour?" But there's also a pro with her, she's very understanding. "Yeah,  it's totally fine! I'll wait. I'll let you go so you can get ready, bye!" And with that, I heard the line disconnect. Another soft sigh exited my lips as I threw my phone back down, before letting my body drop back onto the bed. I'll just lay here for a few minutes, it's too cold to go anywhere. 

***                       I let my long blonde hair go into it's natural soft waves, as I grabbed all my makeup supplies, adding on each thing I had. A little bit if eye liner, mascara, foundation, along with some lip gloss. Flipping around, I grabbed my phone off of my table, and quickly scrolled through my contact list, tapping on Demi's name. My eyes scanned over the keyboard on my phone as I quickly typed up a message to Demi, letting her know that I was on my way and pressing send. 

***                        My knuckles lifted up, and came in gentle contact with Demi's door before I lowered them and waited for her to answer. Chewing on my bottom lip, I watched as she swung the door open, a large smile lighting up her entire face. My face lit up with a smile as I moved out of the way, so that she could step out. "You sure took long enough." She said softly, letting a soft chuckle fall out of her mouth. I shrugged my shoulders, my blue eyes following her hands as she locked her front door. "I told you--- I slept in." Did I mention that Demi is one of the most forgetful people I've met? "I know, I know, I'm just joking." She flipped around, her pink hair flowing to the centre of her back. "Well, Starbucks we go?" I asked, a grin plastered across my face as she nodded. 

                     My eyes watched the grey concrete as my mind wondered to every single subject. Just two weeks ago, I was meeting Demi, and now she's one of my best friends. I don't even know how this all fell in place, it just somehow did. Not only that, I didn't think it'd happen to me. Out of all people, I'd least except it happening to me. I've always had the bad luck out of everyone I knew. None of this fit together with my own life. 

                  Just three weeks ago, I was a normal eighteen year old fangirl, who spent majority of her day sitting in her room with a phone or laptop in front of her. I was always one of those people who had the all the Twitter accounts, and the Tumblr accounts. It seemed like my whole life was based on trying to figure out every single thing about this girl; Demi. There was never a moment where she wasn't on my mind. Every second of every day, I was thinking of what she could be doing at the moment, or where in the world she could be. I mean, I guess there was nothing wrong with it. Stalking your life saviour wasn't necessarily a bad thing was it? She did save my life, the least I could do is try and be a little dedicated. Yeah, maybe stalking and dedicated didn't fall in the same category, but that's what every fangirl does. There was nothing exactly wrong with it. 

                   "Meg? Megs? Megan?!" Demi's voice snapped me back into reality. My eyes flicked up to her, a nervous smile spreading across my face. "Were you listening to me at all?" I shook my head, giving her an apologetic stare. Her face softened as she stared down at the concrete, watching her feet move along the pavement. "Oh... Well, I said, that I need to tell you something really important once we get there. And please be listening when I tell you, it's really important." The way her voice sounded almost made it sound like she was nervous. But, there was nothing for her to be nervous about, right?

***                   "A grande strawberries and cream frappuccino, please." The lady at the front desk, typed something in on the screen, before telling me the total. I pulled out my money, passing it to her and shooting her a soft smile. I walked across the counter, where you pick up your order and waited until Demi paid for hers and walked over to where I was. Having Demi has a best friend was every fangirls dream. I thought that this stuff never happened. I thought shit that everyone imagined only happened in books and movies. I thought dreams didn't actually come true, but like I said before, I was wrong. 

               "What were you going to tell me?" I asked, once I noticed that Demi was next to me, waiting for our drinks to be done. I quickly glanced over at her, watching her chocolate brown eyes follow the workers hands as they quickly scooped up ice, and many other ingredients, dropping it into the plastic cups. "I'll tell you once we get our stuff and sit down." My eyes glanced down at her hands that were rested against the counter, holding herself up with it. They were slightly shaking, as I watched her change her weight between her two legs. I placed my hand over top of hers, watching her eyes fall down to our hands touching. "You okay?" I asked softly, trying to give her eye contact. "Yeah, I'm fine." She said, letting out a shaky breath. Gently, I took my hand off of hers and continued watching the workers hands move quickly. One of the workers, placed both of our drinks down and called our names, turning around and walking away. My fingers curled around the cup, before walking over to a table and sitting down. My blue eyes looked up and watched Demi slowly make her way over to me, nervousness written on her face. She slowly sat down in the chair beside me, her lips sucking on the green straw before placing it down on the table. "So," She started, running her hands on her thighs. I don't get it. Demi is never nervous around me. She's always very bubbly, energetic and she always seems to be carefree. "I've, uh, been meaning to tell you this for so long now." Whatever it is, I'm hoping it's not bad. If it was something really bad, I don't know if I'd be able to handle anything if it was rude. If she told me anything that would be offence in any way, that'd probably be it for me. My idol would have broken my heart. But, knowing Demi, she'd probably try and say it in the nicest way possible, or not say anything rude at all. "I don't know how I'm going to say this, but, please promise me you won't leave, or even laugh at all." Laugh? Leave? No. Never. "Yeah, I---uh promise." I watched as she sucked in a mouthful of oxygen, and slowly exhale it all in a shaky breath. "I have feelings for you, Megan. Feelings that friends shouldn't have for each other..." My mouth went into an O shape when I came into realization what she was talking about. "Oh.. kay." I said softly, staring down at the table. By feelings she probably means "crush". A crush. Wait, out of all people, Demi has a crush on me? "Feelings? Wait--- slow down, how? I thought you were straight?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her, watching her hands shaking. They were shaking more than before. "That's what I thought," She paused, taking another deep breath. "And I guess, I'm not. And when you told me that you were bi, I just, I don't know. I just realized my feelings for you, and I--- sorry, this is stupid. Ignore everything I just said." Her eyes fell to her cup, acting if she was suddenly interested in it. "No, no, no. Demi, I get it. Listen--- I'll tell you something about me, and it's really embarrassing." Yeah, something you should know about me is that I don't tell a lot of people about myself. When I meet someone, I except them to figure out everything about myself on their own. I hate talking about myself to people, even if I know or trust them one hundred percent. It was just something I don't like doing. I hide a lot of things, big deal. "I was huge fan of you before all of this even happened--- I still am a major fan. But, I used to have this huge crush on you for the longest time. But, what was I suppose to do about it? I had a crush on someone who I'd never get the chance to be with. You're a huge ass celebrity who makes more money breathing than anyone makes in their entire lifetime. And I'm just an eighteen girl who loves writing, and music. There was never a chance. Plus, I always thought you were straight. And those old photos of you with those girls when you were eighteen--- I thought you were just experimenting. I didn't think it meant anything. I mean--- you never talked about your sexuality ever, so I guessed you were straight. So, of course I'd never have a chance. The chances of me even becoming best friends with you is a five percent chance. There was no chance, but look at us now." Demi suddenly looked interested in what I was saying, a smile slowly growing on face. I was still in big shock about all of this. Demi Lovato had a crush on me; Megan Davis. "Well, if you used to have a crush on me, why don't you say we give us a shot? I mean--- we don't have to, it was just a suggestion." I didn't know weather I should say yes or no. Being in a relationship meant you give your heart to someone and trust them not to break it. You have to trust them one hundred percent that they won't do anything to break it. They'll protect it. They'll love it. And that meant you have to the same for them. "I---" I said quietly, chewing on my bottom lip as I watched Demi's chocolate eyes scan my face, looking for any type of hope. "Sure, yeah, we'll give it a shot."

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when girls laugh really hard and they cover their face with their hand bc they’re embarrassed but it’s not embarrassing it’s the cutest thing in the world???

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Santana Lopez in performances: Smooth Criminal

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THE GREATNESS THAT IS MAX THE BODY GUARD

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I FUCKING HATE WHEN PEOPLE POUR KETCHUP ALL OVER THE FRENCH FRIES INSTEAD OF A DESIGNATED CORNER AND THEY OFFER ME SOME LIKE NO FUCK YOU AND YOUR TAINTED FRENCH FRIES

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Demi + Keek

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I’m a wild card and i’m gonna steal your game, you better watch out.

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Someone I work closely with today taught me the importance of friendship, trust and loyalty. This person is a very special person. (x)