"JOE!" Demi yelled throughout the spacious Santa Monica mansion. "JOE!" she screamed again, holding her slightly swollen abdomen as she made her way through the various halls that led to their master bedroom. "JOSEPH." she was getting impatient. Their house wasn't THAT big and Joe certainly wasn't deaf.
"Babe, I'm packing since you don't want to do it. What is it?" Joe poked his head out of his part of their closet as Demi sat on the bed, pulling her swollen feet out of her slippers.
"I don't wanna go to Jersey," she whined, giving him her best puppy dog eyes. He smirked and shook his head, bringing his suitcase out of the closet and going to her side.
"Well too bad cause we have to go see my parents," Demi whimpered and fell back on the bed.
"I don't understand why they can't just come out here its not like they do anything," Demi complained. She didn't mean to sound like a little spoiled prissy bitch but it's true. Joe's parents didn't do anything. Joe and Demi had their entire careers in California and they had to put them on hold once a month just to go see his parents. And it didn't help that they had been married for the past three years and his parents still didn't like her.
"I don't know why Demi, its just how it is. But mom wants you to help her with dinner when we get there," Demi's nose upturned at that. Demi was a water burner. The only thing she could do was reheat food and make coffee.
"Mrs. Jonas, Miley is here," Demi nodded at their maid, Alex, and pulled herself off the bed. She slipped her slippers back on and followed Alex down to the living room where Miley was waiting. Demi was still getting used to the fact that Miley had grown her hair out from the terrible cut she had gotten about two years ago. Now Miley's hair was in a chic bob with golden tones to it. It suited her way better.
"Is your house still being remodeled?" Demi guided Miley into the warm kitchen and opened the refrigerator, getting out a pitcher of sweet tea for the both of them.
"Yeah and Liam is trying to redo the living room so now our house is completely unlivable. So we had to move into a hotel," Miley rolled her eyes and took a sip of her drink as Demi snorted and shook her head.
"Husbands are so fucking irritating. Joe is making us fly all the way across the country just to see his parents and now Denise wants me to help her cook, like do i look like Rachel Ray to you?" Demi said as Miley chuckled and Joe came down the stairs, placing two hands on Demi's swollen belly as she scoffed.
"Just suck it up we do this every month," Joe nibbled on her ear lobe as Demi pushed him off.
"Joe, when someone invites you over, its not really nice of them to ask you to help them cook," Miley stated as Demi nodded in agreement.
"That's like me inviting Miley over for dinner and then asking her to make the meal like who does that?" Joe shrugged and took a sip of Demi's sweet tea as she nudged him in the stomach.
"Nick is coming over in like twenty minutes to pick us up," Joe reminded Demi as she nodded and Miley's eyes widened.
"And that is my cue to leave," Joe chuckled and took the rest of Demi's tea with him as Miley gave Demi a weird look.
"I thought you and Nick were over the awkwardness," Miley stale faced Demi.
"Its kinda hard to get over the fact that we fucked the night before I got married. My wedding almost got called off because of him," Miley stated as Demi shook her head.
"Oh Selena says that she wants to catch up with us," Miley folded her arms across her chest as Demi shrugged it off.
"Does it look like i wanna hang out with Selena? Did her and Justin get into another fight?" Miley questioned, pulling her keys out of her purse as Demi rested her face in her hands.
