Change of events (gxg)

Chapter 24

Demi POV

This fight with Naya is killing me, but I can’t just forget what happened. She knows I have body issues and that I’m not doing this for attention. Gym just really helps me calming down and I love the way I feel after a good workout session. She knows I need to stay in shape for my concerts as well, I mean it’s not just for fun, it’s actually for my job. The other thing that bugs me is that she goes more often to the gym after the discussion we had about it. Like she has to rub it in my face that she’s naturally slim.

I decide to call her when I’m back in LA, by then she should be all settled in New York. I don’t really like being apart from her, but lately we haven’t seen each other that often. I feel like we’re drifting apart and neither of us is trying to keep us together. I love her, but I’m not sure anymore if she’s the one for me.

When I get back into my apartment in LA, I take a quick shower and decide to call Naya;

N- Hey, it’s Naya!

D- Hey baby, it’s me.

N- Look who decided to call me... I can’t talk long, I have to go on set in a few.

D- I’m sorry for that Naya, but you hurt me by saying that.

N- You know I didn’t mean it like that, I know you need it for being on tour and it feels good, I know that, I feel the same after gym.

D- When do you come back to LA?

N- I’ll be here for a few weeks, then I’ll come back to LA.  I got to go now, bye Dem

D- Bye baby, love you.

N-… love you too.

With that we hung up, well she’ll be back in a few months, I’ll be able to handle that, maybe I can fly out to her a few times. I know I have hurt her by ignoring her for about a week, but I don’t like admitting I took it the wrong way. I got dressed and decided to watch some crime shows, it’s been a tiring day.

A few weeks later, I’m still at home, trying to think of some new lyrics, when my phone started ringing;

D- Hey Wilmer!

W- Hey hermosa, are you home?

D- Yes, I just wanted to watch some crime shows when you called.

W- You and your crime shows, I’ll be over in 10, is that alright?

D- You love them too, don’t deny it, and yes of course that’s alright.

W- See you soon, mi amor.

D- See ya!

Pfft, I don’t know why Wilmer thinks it’s funny that I’m watching crime shows, they’re just good. At least I prefer them to crappy romance movies which are never real.

Ten minutes later I open the door to a grinning Wilmer. ”Hey Wilmer” I said, letting him in. “Hey Demi, can I join you on watching those shows?” he asks me, plopping down in the couch where I was going to sit. “Of course, do you have a day off?” I ask, joining him on the couch. “Yup, and actually tomorrow I’m off as well” he says, looking at me, “By the way there’s an UFC fight tonight, want to go?” “Really?! OMG yes! I totally love that, when is it?” I yell exited, smiling my big signature smile. “Tonight 8pm at Staples Center. So you want to come with me?” he asked. “Hell yes! But now I want to see some crime shows, alright?” I asked, turning the TV on to the ID channel. “You’re lucky they didn’t delete that channel” Wilmer told me, before sitting closer to me, pulling me against his chest. “I would still have Netflix though” I said, pulling a blanket over the both of us.

I must admit, I like being in Wilmer’s arms, he makes me feel safe and like he really cares about me. He’s stroking my hair, while holding me close to him. I feel my eyes start to close as I get a bit sleepy, he’s comfortable to sleep on. Eventually I close my eyes and fall asleep on him, while he’s still caressing my hair.

I wake up in my own bed, cuddled into Wilmer. “Hey there sleepyhead, want some dinner before we go to the arena?” he asked, stroking some hair out of my face. I muttered something incomprehensible, making him laugh out loud. “I’ll take that as a yes. We can go to the Rivera Restaurant and then to the arena?” he asked. I just nodded and got up. “So eh, do I have to dress up, because we go to a restaurant or do I stay casual because we go to the arena?” I asked unsure, scratching my neck, something made me feel uncomfortable, but I didn’t know what it was. “You can choose nena, but whatever you choose, you’ll look stunning” he answered, winking at me. I blushed and eventually chose for a black strapless dress, going mid-thigh and some black high heels to match. After putting on some make-up I went downstairs to meet Wilmer, who wolf whistled at me, making me scold at him as a reply.

We arrived at the restaurant, which was packed with paparazzi. Wilmer tried to be a gentleman and blocked me from too much of those freaks with their cameras, trying to make each celebrity life a living hell. Once we were inside he took my jacket and led me to a table, taking out my chair and pushed it back when I sat on it. I mumbled a thanks, trying to hide my blush, it had been a while since we dated, but it felt just like when we were dating for the first time. The waiter came and said something so quick I couldn’t understand it. “Sorry, what was that?” I asked, looking curiously at Wilmer to see if he got it, to my surprise he was chuckling, but he just nodded. “He asked whether you already knew what you wanted to drink” he told me, keeping that smile on his face. “Eh, just some water please” I told the waiter, who looked at Wilmer, apparently not knowing what I had said. “Un vaso de agua para ella y para mí un vaso de vino rosso por favour” he said in fluent Spanish.

My jaw dropped as I understood what was going on. “So a Spanish restaurant hmm? That explains why he didn’t understand me” I giggled, playfully hitting Wilmer, “Warn me next time, will you?” he just laughed and took the menu. “Want me to order your dinner?” he asked, “You can choose, there are pictures next to it, so you can see what it is” he teased me, showing me the menu. “Haha”, I said sarcastically, “Thank you, but I’m not that bad in Spanish” I replied, bluffing of course, when it comes down to Spanish I’m nothing compared to Wilmer or Naya even. NAYA!

Fuck what was I doing? I was on a date with Wilmer, while I was dating Naya… This will get nasty when she finds out. Why didn’t I think about Naya sooner? I looked at the menu and read the name of the restaurant; Rivera Restaurant, right, that’s what was bugging me before…