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Demi's POV

I started feeling a little better about this whole pregnancy thing, but as the days got closer to seeing Odell and having to tell him, I got scared again.

"How am I supposed to tell him that he may be a father, but I don't know for sure or not and I probably won't til the baby gets here? How do I tell him that? I'm gonna sound like such a fucking whore." I freak out backstage. Tonight is the night I'm seeing Odell. He's coming to my show and then we're going to his place.

"I don't know Demi. But I know you will be fine. He will understand." She says in a calm tone and I sigh heavily as I start pacing. I should be getting dressed for my meet and greet, but he's gonna be here any minute and I'm scared to death he'll know something is up the second he sees me. "When are you going to tell Luke?" She then asks and I roll my eyes.

"I'm not. He's being such a dick. He literally fucked me and dumped me. He just wanted attention from the media I'm sure. He won't answer my texts and he unfollowed me on Instagram. Such a fucking asshole. I hope to god this isn't his kid because I do not want to deal with him for eighteen years." I rant annoyed and pissed off. I tried to text him a few times after we had sex, but he was so short and dry. I gave up, but tried again a couple days ago and he hasn't answered. There was then a knock at the door and I froze and looked at Kelsey panicked because I knew it was Odell.

"Calm down." She consoles and I take a deep breath just before she opens the door.

He immediately finds my gaze and gives me a smile

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He immediately finds my gaze and gives me a smile. He says hi to Kelsey and then walks in the room as she leaves.

"Why you being so quiet?" He asks stepping in front of me and I smile as I look up at him.

"No reason. How are you?" I reply as he gives me a hug and I felt my heart race and just the contact and the smell of his cologne.

"Better now. I missed you." He says and I giggle.

"Aww? You did?" I tease as we pull away and he rolls his eyes as I continue to laugh.

"Aren't you like supposed to be dressed?" He asks chuckling as he scans me up and down and that's when I notice I'm still wearing sweats.

"What? I can't wear this?" I ask jokingly.

"You can. I just know you better than wearing sweatpants to your meet and greet." He says as he walks over to the small couch and sits down.

"I was about to before you got here. Mind waiting for me?" I reply and he shakes his head.

"Nah. Go ahead." He answers and I nod as I walk to the closet where everything was hanging. I quickly change into a pair of black skinny jeans, a red shirt, black leather jacket and then black heels.

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