Demiall (Demi Lovato Niall Horan)

Intro:

Demiall

A short story of how Demi Lovato and Niall Horan had to keep their relationship a secret from everyone. No one knew but everyone suspected.

Denial:

Noun

1. The action of declaring something to be untrue.

2. The refusal of something requested or desired.

Demiall:

Unknown

1. The hiding of ones relationship and keeping it a secret to everyone.

2. Demi Lovato and Niall Horan.

Chapter 1 begins here:

Demi POV

I had just came home to my luxurious condo, after a long night of working on my upcoming album, my phone began to buzz in my pocket. I knew who it was, I knew what it wanted and everything on this planet seemed to disappear with the sound of his voice.

"Aye babe, how'd your night go?"

How did it go? Fantabulous! I got so much stuff done and I didn't sleep a wink but somehow, one way or another. I wasn't tried yet.

"It went well, how about yours?" I couldn't help but smile as he laughed over the phone line.

"Louis got us kicked out of Nandos again, he was bugging the waitress about how the water tastes awful, as if water has a taste"

I couldn't help but wonder actually how many times it was the opposite way around, Niall being the one to get them kicked out, but I kept the wondering to myself and laughed along with him.

"Sounds like you had a fun night"

"I did indeed, my sweet little princess you, but at times all I could think about was your voice, yours eyes... Lips" he said with a moan and then letting out a frustrated groan. "When am I seeing you again?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, you can pick me up at the usual place" I said with joy and excitement, so much I almost squealed.

"L.A. tanning? The one off 53?" He clicked his tongue and a loud snapping sound was sent through my receiver.

"That's the one, I need a slight touch up and i let my bodyguard know I was being picked up by girlfriends afterwords so we'll be fine"

"Okay babe. I'll see you tomorrow at 2pm, love you princess!" I could hear it in his voice of how badly he wanted to see me, I knew because I sounds the same.

"Love you my Irish Boy, get some sleep"

"G'nite, love" his soft gentle voice leapt straight into my heart and filled it with warmth.

It wasnt long after I was in bed and dreaming of my sweet boyfriend Niall James Horan, The love of my life.

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A/N: random idea that came to my mind, vote if you want the next chapter.

This will not be one of those books where I post new chaps even if i get a read, I would like votes this round. Thanks!

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