Did I Say Something Stupid?

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*Demi's POV*

Baby, when they look up at the sky
We'll be shootin' stars just passin' by
You'll be comin' home with me tonight
And we'll be burnin' up like neon lights

Neon lights
Neon lights
Neon lights
Like neon lights, oh
Like neon lights, oh

Shining like stars 'cause we're beautiful, beautiful
You're all I see in all these places
You're all I see in all these faces
So let's pretend we're running out of time, of time

Like neon lights, oh
Like neon lights, oh

Be still, my heart 'cause it's freakin' out

The lights turn off as I pant. That was the last song as I exit the stage rushing to the dressing room where Sam laid on the couch.

'Getting comfy?'

Sam: 'Actually very comfy'

'Haha veryyyyy funny.'

Sam: 'Loving the sarcasm. It suits you.'

'And? At least it's sexy on me'

Sam: 'True'

'Dork'

Sam: 'SAVAGE!'

She laughs uncontrollably.

'Damn. I'm badass.'

I laugh looking over at her.

Sam: 'Well you know...'

'Okay we can go home now.'

She jumps up grabbing my waist.

Sam: 'You never got to see what was in the box.'

'Oh?' I raised my eyebrow ready to see. I kind of almost forgot about it. She pulls it out, pulling the top off showing off a silver necklace that had our first initials on it.

'It's perfect!'

Sam: "I'm glad you like-"

She paused as we looked into each others eyes. Something sparked. I felt butterflies in my stomach and an idiotic smile formed on my lips.

'I love you Samantha.'

Sam: 'I love you too.'

She reaches her hand out to my wrist as I jerk it back. Dammit.

Sam: 'What's wrong?'

'Nothing. Just-'

She grabbed my wrist carefully pulling up my sleeves.

Sam: 'I thought you said you slowed down?! This isn't slowing down! It's increasing!'

'I just... Lately I haven't been feeling all ya know .... Happy... And I've been feeling worthless and .... And...'

I stopped as I seen she was angry but broken by her eyes.

Sam: 'Then I'm not saying anything more or letting you say anything.'

She grabbed her stuff, tears rushed down her cheeks. As I felt some rolling down mine.

'What are you doing?'

Sam: 'You're going to stay with your family for however fucking long it takes and heal yourself.'

'I asked what you were doing!'

I'm getting frustrated. I'm worried.

Sam: 'I'm staying away from you for awhile.'

Without saying anything more she left. I was crying.

I should call mom... I want Samantha but she's out.. mom and Dallas can help. I don't know what to do. But mom Will know.



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