She's My Princess Now

Samantha's Secret

*SAMS POV*

Why is she texting me now? It's been a whole year. I'm 19 now. Last I seen her was on my 18th birthday.

I arrive home and open the door seeing her standing there. Her voice bold, fearless.

"Welcome, sister."

"What is it you called me here for?" I said annoyed.

"I'm here to remind you, don't let out our family secret if you do Father wants me to kill you, and I will do it without hesitation." She smirked, "that is all. Till we meet again little sister."

Father. Fuck.

Before I could snap out of my thoughts to speak she was gone.

I pull out my phone to see Demi texted.

(D = demi S= Samantha)

D: Is everything alright?:(

S: yes. Everything is okay :) come over when you want call me when you're ready to leave your place and I'll guide you here. :)

Demi calls as soon as she read it. Haha that's so cute.

"How do I get there?" She asked anxiously.

"Welllll... How bad you wanna know?" I giggled.

"I'll do whatever you wan-" she stopped and giggled.

"What?" I asked.

"I can track your phone hehe I already have the directions. " she laughed evily.

"Damn you famous people anyways, I love you and I'll see you when you get here" my heart raced wanting to here her say it back.

"I love you too Sam " she replied in a soft voice. She hung up.

I look down to see if I'm dressed good or not and see that my shirt has a stain. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

I take my shirt of as I look Over and see demi walk in.

Her cheeks are red but she's smiling. "This isn't what I thought I would see but I'm liking it," she giggled as I blushes and put a plan black hoodie on.

"Shush. I didn't plan on you walking in on me like this. "

She giggled and walked to me getting close to my ear, whispering "it's okay, I love you"

I'm blushing again and I feel butterflies in my stomach. Wow... I really like Demi.

"Come on let's watch a movie I brought my laptop and a couple scary movies!" Demi said with excitement.

"Scary movies ..... Scare the Fuck outta me. "

"I'll hold you." She takes my hand and pulls me to the couch pulling her laptop. I sit next to her nuzzling close to her.

"What movie we watching first?" I ask nervously.

"Saw 1 hehehehe"

We sit there as she presses play.

It's been at least half way through the movie and I can feel her stare, so I turn over to her looking into her beautiful brown eyes.

*DEMI'S POV*

Oh my ... I didn't mean for her to see I was staring... She's smiling. My cheeks are red. Gah I'm just ready to kiss her... But I won't. Demi we gotta stick to going slow. Most relationships work out better that way. I smile at her and lean over to her and kiss her cheek as they glow in red. I can't help but giggle.

"You really must be insane to laugh during a phsyco killer movie" she said glaring at me with a slight smile.

"Excuse me, he is not a physco killer, he's a physical therapist." We both laugh.

"I'm changing my therapist. " she said laughing.

"You don't need therapy you're perfect the way you are " I smile and wink at her while she blushes.

Knock knock.

What? Who would be here?

A/N: sorry I don't really feel well to write kinda losing ideas. Comment or message me on what you want to happen and I'll see what I can Do.