Numb- Demi Lovato and Nick Jonas

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Nick

I felt lips touch mine softly, and I opened my eyes to darkness.

"Demi?" My voice was groggy with sleep.

"Shh, go back to sleep Nick." I reached for her waist and pulled Demi's body to mine, nuzzling my face into the creek of her neck.

"Don't leave." I felt her body shudder and her breath turned the ragged. "Demi?" I reached over and turn the lamp on, letting the soft glow illuminate her tear streaked face. My hand stroked her cheek, brushing away some of the salty beats of tears.

"What's wrong?"

She shook her head and pressed her face into my chest, "Nothing."

I shook my head and rubbed her back, "It's not nothing, what's going on?"

Demi just sighed, "Can you just told me right now? I just need you."

My arms tightened around her waist and I kissed her temple, "Of course."

She turned the light on and moved up kissing me softly at first, then with more rigor. I couldn't help but feel disappointed as she moved on top of me. I hadn't realized she meant sex. My hands trailed up her back and it arched underneath them. Suddenly, she broke away and push your face into my shoulder, her body going limp onto my chest. The tears came again, and all I could do was hold her as she let it all out. I didn't care that it was staining my shirt, or that I was falling more and more in love with her. All I cared about in that moment, was that as her breathing evened out, and I knew she was asleep, it felt completely and utterly right.

~*~

When I woke again, Demi was curled into my side, her eyes closed and her full pink lips parted slightly as she breathed. Her bare back was partly exposed, and as my fingertips traced patterns along her spine she unconsciously shivered, moving closer to my warm body. My arm around her had pins and needles, but I didn't dare to move it in fear of her waking up and leaving me again. Right now I was grateful for all of these mornings when I woke up without her. It's much harder to watch her walk out of the door knowing there's absolutely nothing I can do about it, when I'm awake. Eventually, she twitched adorably, and her brown eyes opened, squinting at the brightness as a yawn escaped the lips I'd been kissing just the night before. Her nose wrinkled as she pressed her face into my arm.

"Why is it so bright?"

I shrugged and check the time on my phone, "It's almost noon."

Demi's head jerked up, "Noon?!"

I nodded "You were pretty worn out."

She groaned and hit my chest, rolling away as she took the sheets with her to cover her body when she popped her self up on her elbow.

"Usually it's the other persons obligation to leave the other's house before they wake up."

I shrugged and matched her position, "I like watching you sleep, you're so peaceful." I tapped the wrinkle between her eyebrows as if to prove her point when Demi frowned, making her giggle.

"Don't you have work today?"

I shook my head, "Nope, it's my day off."

She nodded and pressed her face back into the pillow, "It's mine too."

I leaned over and moved her hair away from her face, "Why don't we write together?"

She looked up, "You mean a song?"

I nodded, "Or I could show you some of my new stuff."

Demi's eyes widened and she nodded excitedly, "I've been dying to hear it! Wait here!" She grabbed my shirt and threw it over her tiny frame, walking out of the room.

I felt something stir my chest as I pulled on my boxers. The site of Demi in my T-shirt made me want her to be mine more than ever. The door opened again and then he walked in holding a guitar.

"Play!" She begged, handing the instrument to me.

I smiled as I began to strum and pluck at the familiar strings.

"With the wine-stained lips year she's nothin but trouble, warm to the touch but she's cold as the devil."

I sang out the chorus and another verse of my new song and then softly drifted off.

When I looked up, Demis jaw was on the floor, "Nick that was so good!"

I smiled, "Well so was the inspiration."

She cocked and eyebrow, "And who might that be?"

I leaned the guitar against the bed and gently pushed her down on the pillows, moving over so our lips were centimeters apart.

"You."

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