Saved // a Demi and 5H story

Plan

"Okay so we made you a list of things you should pack." Ally said as she slid a piece of paper across the table. I was in the girls' hotel room with Demi, running over plans for the trip. We were leaving in two weeks, and I was excited. I looked down at the list and began reading.

1. Clothes

2. Hair stuff

3. Makeup (if you want)

4. Electronics

5. Movies

6. Bathing suit

7. Shower stuff

8. Bananas

"Bananas?" I asked.

"What?" Ally asked, confused.

I showed her the list. "Bananas."

"Camila! Did you put that on there? We already went over the banana situation! We're gonna get some for you! Don't make poor Alex bring you any!" Alex said with a laugh.

"Okay, okay, but we need lots of bananas." Camila said with a smile.

"We can also get any food you want us too. Any special requests?"

"Um no it's okay." I said. I wasn't really gonna be eating anyway, I was gonna use this trip to lose weight too.

"Okay then that's about it. But you can bring anything else, too. But we're only gonna have room for one full sized suitcase and one carry-on bag. We're gonna have access to washers and dryers for clothes, so you don't have to worry about bringing a ton of clothes."

I nodded.

"Okay this all sounds good. So Alex will be with you for about five stops, and I'll stay with her for two right?"

"Yes, but she's more than welcome if she wants to stay for more." Lauren said.

"Okay, this sounds like a good plan. Ready to hit the road?" Demi said as she turned to me.

"Do you guys wanna stay for dinner?" Asked Dinah as Demi and I stood.

"Oh I can't, I have to get home and do some stuff for the record label." Demi said.

"Alex?" Dinah asked.

I looked at Demi. "Yeah sure you can stay if it's okay with you." Demi said to me.

"Okay I'll stay." I said.

"Yay!" Camila yelled as she ran over and wrapped me in a huge hug. Memories of my drunk parents with their arms around me forcing me to stay still played through my head, and my breath caught in my throat. My anxiety shot up as I tried to force the memories away. Camila broke away, and I flashed a fake smile at her. She flashed a smile back at me, so I don't think she noticed anything.

"Alright, I'll leave you guys to it." Demi said as she walked over to me, giving me a gentle hug. The memories stayed out of my head, Demi's hug making me feel better.

"Bye sweetie, I'll text you when I'm done." I nodded, and Demi left, leaving me and the girls.

"Okay guys, I have a plan for dinner." Ally said as she stood up. "I'm gonna make an italian themed dinner, I have some really good recipes I found online. So you guys need to leave, the chef needs some room." Ally said as she took out a wooden spoon from a drawer, and began ushering us out of the kitchen.

"I'll call you in when my masterpiece is ready." Ally yelled as she ran back into the kitchen.

We looked around the living room, unsure of what to do.