finding me while loving you

part 2

Gracie's POV

I couldn't even slightly focus in my microbiology class. I couldn't even tell you one single thing that my professor was lecturing about because the only thing on my mind was Demi. Lovato. What in the HELL was happening?! I have to keep pinching myself to make sure I'm not in some kind of got way too high dream. The end of class was slowly approaching and I took it upon myself to pack my bag up and head out a few minutes early. Demi told me she would be picking me up right outside the front of my building so that's where I headed. I walked outside and I didn't see any cars. I decided not to panic too much because I did leave class a little bit early. I waited outside for about 15 minutes and then my heart began to feel heavy. I just knew that this was too good to be true. She is this high end celebrity, in what world would she want anything to do with me? I have no way to contact her because it's not like she'll answer a Twitter DM or Instagram comment. I took a deep sigh of defeat and decided to just start heading back to my place. Great. Two heartbreaks to deal with now.

*HONK*

I jumped at the loud noise and immediately turned around and sure enough there she was. Dems. As much as I didn't want to admit it, my heart smiled so big. I slowly started approaching the car and she jumped out of her side and walked to my side to open my door.

"Thank God that class is over. I can't believe how bad I didn't want you to leave." Demi said in a very sweet voice.

"Thank God you showed up. I waited for a while. I really thought I was being stood up on our very first date." I replied.

"Date?" Demi questioned with a slight smirk.

Fuck.

"No - stop, that's not what I mea-" I tried to scramble out.

"No, by all means, that's okay with me." Demi said with a smile. "I'm sorry, I should have communicated to you that I was going to wait a hot minute after your class got out to avoid being recognized. I didn't want to draw the attention. I apologize, I promise I'll communicate better in the future." She reached over and squeezed my hand.

Is this girl real? Is she putting on a persona to win me over? Is she TRYING to win me over? Effectively communicating already? I'll pass out.

I just smiled in return. I squeezed her hand back and she started to drive.

"So, are you into girls?" I blurted out and immediately internally cringed. That is not how I meant for that to come out.

Demi cackled a bit.

"I mean, I'm really into anything that I'm into. I'm not very good with the whole label thing. Men or women, anything I find myself attracted to I will pursue. Hence why miss Gracie Blu is in my car."

"You're good with words, Lovato." I felt my heart start to beat faster. This absolutely cannot be happening. I haven't even come close to healing from my last heart break.

"So, where are we heading?" I asked as Demi swerved through the NYC traffic.

"Do you like pizza?"

"Only if there's good ra-"

"Ranch." We both finished the sentence at the same time. I let out a good laugh.

"Ranch is mandatory. None of that hidden valley shit either. The nice, delicious, homemade ranch." Demi talked excitedly.

"Okay, exactly!"

"I'm taking you to one of my favorite tiny in the hole pizza places. It's very low key so we don't have to worry about paparazzi or fans. And I'll be able to have all my attention on you."