Behind The Cameras

One

~ Demi

Demi Lovato scrolled through the dozen tweets that bombarded her about her love life and to “finally admit her relationship with Niall horan”. Demi shook her head, having not expected the buzz about the two to go down just yet, but she had somewhat hoped for that to be the case. Of course, she wasn’t as lucky. Should’ve figured.

Hearing her iPhone ring, she glances at its screen, unlocking it and answering the call slowly, her eyes fixed on her laptop. “Yeah?”

“Demetria,” a joyous voice exclaims, making her automatically smile.

“Nialler,” she drawls out his name in response, if only to compare to the way he spoke his name in his very heavy Irish accent.

“What are you doin’ this fine morn’?” he wonders, some loud shouting in the background sounding, as he raises his voice a little, to overshadow the background.

“Reading about us being a couple and how we should finally come clean about it.” Demi retorts a bit dry, rolling her eyes at the most recent tweet:

@DDLovato I love you, Demi, I do, but what you are doing is SO cruel! Stop denying Niall, ok?! Don’t fucking lie to us anymore!!

Demi scoffs, reading the tweet aloud. “Are they fuckin’ serious?! Like, c’mon, can’t we just be friends without being constantly accused of a relationship?!”

Niall laughs in response, choking a little, “Oh god, they are goin’ wild again…” he muses, grinning, “But what triggered it this time? I mean, we haven’t met up—officially. Unless someone saw us, which I highly doubt.”

“They posted the pictures of you meeting Dallas.” Demi explained plainly, irritated with the situation. Of course she loves Niall, but not like that. And the paps had a perfect way of blowing things out of proportion and make it seem all scandalous and secretive and shit. Okay, secretive, yes, but they had to be for exactly that reason: people and especially paparazzi misjudges. Or they write as they please, both is bad as it is.

“Oh yeah, that was fun… I could tell Dallas hated my eating manners.” Niall laughs softly.

“You stuffed your face. With HER food.” Demi retorts, not able to hide an occurring smile.

“Well, excuse me for having NOT ordered the best-looking cupcake.” Niall defends himself, his accent as heavy as ever. His tone indicating that his reasoning just now made a lot of sense.

“You’re so silly.” Demi smiles, shutting the laptop, tired of the dozen articles rumoring about her love life, when really it felt nonexistent to herself.

“Yeah, I’ve been told, love.” Niall responds easily. “So, the lads and I are leaving to the US again, soon…”

“Really?” Demi eyes widen in excitement, as she slowly got to her feet, walking into her room, “When and why?” she asks, very eager, a smile spreading on her lips, as she tries to listen to Niall closely.

“Pretty soon. Few days.” He answers, grinning. “Why, miss me?”

“Mhm, yeah right.” Demi retorts, laughing. “By the way, how’s Louis?” she questions, the one question that has been occupying little of her mind throughout the whole day. What the world didn’t know – and Demi was very glad – is that Louis and Demi are the closest among Demi and the boys. But since Louis liked to keep things on the low, concerning relationships that are actually important to him and are better left in behind the scenes, the two of them had managed to sneak around to their secret hangouts and remain unknown to the cameras. Unlike Niall, who was spotted quite a few times and asked about Demi several times in interviews. Somehow, people saw chemistry between them. No doubt, Niall is really cute, but definitely not the one for Demi. Not at all.