She's My Princess Now

The Lunch.

A/N: Sorry I didn't update as soon as I got up ;-; I felt like sheeeeeeet. but I feel better soooo here's the second chapter. Enjoy :P

*DEMI'S POV*

"So McDonald's? Yes. I think we agree." I grab Sam's wrist giggling.
"W-wait Demi!" she shouted as I stopped causing her to run into me.
"Is something wrong?" I asked
"Um... your grabbing my wrist... it hurts..." she looks away.
"Sam?"
"Yes?"
"Why?" I already know what she has done. "Hold that thought." I hold her hand interlacing our fingers. I'm taking her to my place so we can have a nice conversation there.

~~~~~~Time skip to Demi's Home~~~~~

I sit down on my bed and set her next to me. "Want anything to drink? I'm ordering pizza and you're calling your parents and tell them you wanna stay at your friends house." I smirk looking at her shiny blue eyes then I catch myself looking down at her lips. I was suddenly caught off Guard when she finally spoke, so soft but I felt a hint of pain. "Oh they um... They won't know. Not do I ever have to tell them" she smiled a bit and looked away.
"Oh, well... Sam I'll be right back, I'll grab you a water and I'll order pizza." She nodded and I left the room to go to the kitchen and called to order, I ordered a cheese pizza and sausage pizza. I walked back upstairs to see Samantha looking at my pictures of cutting, I felt a bit nervous and I ask even though I already know, "What are you looking at over there?"
"Oh nothing. just looking out the window" she quickly put the picture down looking out the window. I hand her water and we sit back down on the bed.
"So tell me about yourself Sam."
"Um there isn't much... my favorite color is black, I draw, I love music-"
I interrupted her.
"No I mean your past if you don't mind me asking."
"Oh um... Well I was 4 years old when my mom split up with my dad, mom died in a car accident when I was 6 years old. I lived with my father, he abused me mentally and physically. One time he even broke my arm. I am an only child, when I turned 15 my dad ran away from me because of my cutting. I guess since he was a real bad alcoholic he didn't know what to exactly do, which I'm not taking up for him at all," she tears up, I don't know what to do, I put my hand on her thigh reassuring her it will be alright in the end. She continued. "I have not stopped cutting since then, I have tried to stay strong like you but I just couldn't. I'm 19 now, I'm living and breathing so I guess that's good."
"It is good." I say with confidence. She blushes her cheeks are rosy red. Awwwee... I cannot hold back anymore. I lean in close to kiss her. We're centimeters away,
*DING*
"Dammit" I mumble while Sam giggles.
"you better go get that pizza Dems" s said blushing.
"Yeahhhhh..." I said softly going downstairs grabbing the pizza giving him a 50. I go back up stairs setting the boxes on the desk where I write. I look over at Sam.
"Eating time!" I hand her one of each.
"These are both my favorites!" Sam said giggling.
"They're mine too. haha."

~~~~~Couple Hours Later~~~~~

I'm finding myself looking at Sam's lips a lot, I really cannot help but look they're so red, like blood. I really wanna kiss her. Fuck it. I have to now.
"I'm sorry," I say and before she can say anything I kiss her lips softly connecting everything. I feel butterflies in my stomach, her lips are so soft and warm, I could get use to kissing them. I feel her kissing back. i pull back looking to her eyes leaning my forehead against hers smiling.
"I want more, but... I'm gonna make you work for it" Sam says smirking. Damn that's so sexy.
"fine but who is to say I won't take it upon myself to?" I bite her lip giggling.
"Then, each time you do, you don't get any kisses for an hour" she's smirking.
"But but..." I'm pouting
"No buts!" Sam says.

*RING RING*

it's Demi's phone.