Can't Fight It

Narrators P.O.V

'Hey there sexy (;' Demi's phone flashed as she looked down and saw the text was from the one person she wanted absolutely nothing to do with. Miley, who was in town for the week, had just left her apartment and she was sitting on the couch watching a cheesy flick on T.V. It was Friday night and she had decided to stay home, still torn apart about what had happened a couple weeks ago. She groaned and grabbed her phone off the blanket on her lap and looked at it for a minute before deciding to ignore it.

The rumors between the two of them were getting out of hand and she was starting to get annoyed by them, although she still had strong feelings for him even after what he did to her. All Demi saw on the Internet was 'Horan and Lovato back together after all?', 'Looks like Demi is really falling hard for boybander Niall Horan's lucky charm' or some crap like 'Is the international popster forgiving the Irish womanizer?' She couldn't get away from any of it, and the memories flashed in the back of her head. As much as she loved him, she hated what he had done to her.

"I'm going to bed" Demi whispered to herself as she lazily slumped over to her room from the couch. She was crawling into bed when her phone lit up once more and a set of unwanted text messages appeared. The little voice in the back of her head told her to go to sleep and forget about it, it was most likely Niall again. She tugged on the charger and snatched her phone from her nightstand before opening the texts. 'Come on, I kno u have ur phone on u', 'give me another chance tht wasn't me the other nite'. She reluctantly responded 'leave me alone, you messed up and I want nothing to do with you..', he was answering rather quickly and her stomach turned when she read 'ok, I'll pick u up at 7 tomorrow nite'.

"How bad can it be, you really like him anyway.. If he tries anything you're not ok with again then you leave him for good" Miley confidently said to Demi as they were in the car on their way to lunch. "I know, but the paparazzi and all that shit is so annoying and I don't want to waste my time on another guy who is probably gonna end breaking my heart." Miley's heart dropped a little, Demi was her best friend and to see her hurting, it hurt her, "Dems, it'll be fine, just remember who wears the pants in the relationship." The two broke out into cackles as they stepped out of Demi's black Mercedes and walked in to the restaurant they had reservations at. As they were leaving, Demi asked Miley if she would come over and help her get ready, "What kind of a friend would I be if I didn't come over and help you get ready to get some" Miley said as she laughed at her own joke. "Alright then, I need an outfit though.. Something provocative" Demi said with a smirk across her face.