Ricky's POV
"RICKY WAKE UP!!! GET YO LAZY ASS OUT OF BED!!" - Alex pretty much yelled in my face.
"Shut the fuck up..." - I mumbled in my sleepy/hung-over state, I don't remember much of last night... I think there was a party... I know there was alcohol... And I remember Demi continually dancing with me.... well up against me, then the rest of the night is sort of a blur. I don't know how Demi could've stayed up for hours and then go to the X Factor this morning. That woman has super-powers!
"Be a bit more responsive Rick!!" - Alex said as he kicked the bed.
"Do you want to be able to have kids Alex? Because if you don't let me sleep I will be forced to rip off your balls so you and Lisa can't" - I said rolling over onto my side.
"Okay! Wow you really aren't a morning person" - I threw a pillow at him as he walked out the room and closing the door. I opened my eyes and stared up at my ceiling. Great now I'm awake. I reached over to see what time it was on my clock... 1pm. Fuck. I got up and went straight to my bathroom and turned the shower on. I stood there for about 10 minutes just standing under the hot water, I found myself thinking about everything all of a sudden. Why is it you think you can solve every problem in the world when you're in the shower? Does the shower have some sort of magical powers? When I'd finally finished having a shower I got out and wrapped a towel round my waist, I know me and Alex are roommates and practically brothers but come on. I picked up my skinny's that were on the floor and my old A Day to remember t-shirt and put them on, my side still hurt like hell from the beating that Wilmer gave me. Latino prick.
I picked up my phone off the side and ran a hand through my hair as I walked, well hobbled, out my bedroom to see Alex sat on the couch with his guitar.
"New song?" - I asked, Alex not taking concentration away from his guitar.
"Well I found your music for Free Fallin' and I was trying to write another part for you on guitar" - I walked over picking my guitar up on the way over and sitting next to him.
"Well let's hear what you've wrote" - I asked him as he played along to what I'd already wrote. When we'd finished running through the song I looked up with a smile on my face.
"That's perfect Alex! Funny thing is I wanted to add another part to it and I didn't know what and you've wrote it! So thank you!" - I exclaimed with a huge smile on my face.
"Go onto my laptop and record that second part onto the track" - I gestured to my laptop that was set up by my piano and guitars, I picked up my phone to see if Demi had text me or anything. Nothing. She usually texts me about the contestants or to complain about Simon or to tell me how many times Britney's used the word "Amazing" that day but nothing today I couldn't help but get a little down by that so I tried to brush it off by distracting myself with my music. I picked up my lyrics and scanned through them picking up my pen and making some corrections.
"What you changing?" - Alex called over as he'd finished recording.
"Just some lyrics... Changing this one line to "She's a good girl, loves her mama, loves Jesus and America too" - Alex raised an eyebrow.
"What?" - I asked confused as to what he was trying to get at.
"Demi much" - He said getting up and sitting down by me.
"That's.. That is just stupid" - I said trying not to give in to anything.
"Oh please Rick! You wrote "loves her mama, loves Jesus and America too"... Demi loves her mom, Jesus is her man and she loves her country" - He said counting the reasons off on his hand before adding. "So yea it's pretty obvious" - He finished putting his feet up on the table and sitting back with his arms crossed and a rather proud smirk on his face.
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You're My Little Skyscraper - Demi Lovato Fan Fiction
Teen FictionRight so this is my first fanfic so yes it's going to be a bit crappy but I love writing so. Some chapters will be longer than others but that's just how it works! I started writing this because I was getting tired of reading Jemi and Diall fanfics...