Demi's POV
I was thrilled that she wanted to stay with me even if it is only for a couple of weeks as a tester. I have no idea if she is going to enjoy being around me which is really making me nervous. Me and Ellie are going to LA in two days and I have no idea how she is going to react.
I went up to her room and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" She called from the other side of the door.
"It's me. Can I come in?" I asked, it took a couple of minutes before she opened the door and stepped out of the way to allow me in.
"Not to be rude or anything but why are you here?"
"I'm here because I need to tell you that we are leaving in two days to fly to LA." I was really worried about her reaction but she just nodded and asked.
"Do I need to start packing my things now or tomorrow?"
"Whenever, it just depends on how much things you think you are going to need to take." I told her.
"Will you help me to start packing now just so I don't forget anything?" She asked me hesitantly and then bowed her head down.
"Of course I will help you pack, you don't need to be scared about asking me to help you."
I went into my room and got her one of my suitcases because she doesn't have her own one, and then I made my way back to her room.
When I entered she was sitting on her bed, her legs swaying back and forth and she appeared to be so deep into her thoughts. I walked up to her and called her name about five times but she didn't respond and it was starting to get on my nerves but I couldn't let her see.
I then decided to click my fingers in front of her face which got her to look up at me confused.
"Why are you clicking your fingers in my face?" She asked innocently.
"I was trying to get your attention because you wouldn't respond to your name. I bought you a suitcase that you can borrow to put your stuff in." I told her. She was just nodding her head letting everything soak into her head.
Ellie's POV
I can't believe I am going to be living in LA in two days, well at least for a couple of weeks but it's still living there right?
I'm not even sure how I'm supposed to be feeling about it, I mean one minute Demi hates my guts and wishes I wasn't her sister and then she wants me to move in with her.
What if I end up making her struggle with her job or her fans hate me or I cause her to relapse because she can't handle me being such a burden on her. I am really not sure about what is going to happen, who says I will even be able to recover.
I was so caught up in my thoughts it wasn't until I realised Demi clicking her fingers directly in front of my face.
"Why are you clicking your fingers in my face?" I asked her because I was so confuse. Couldn't she just call my name.
"I was trying to get your attention because you wouldn't respond to your name. I bought you a suitcase that you can borrow to put your stuff in." I just nodded after she said that, I must've been so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear anything she was saying.
"Sorry I was just trapped in my thoughts." I said to her.
"It's alright everyone does sometimes. What were you thinking about any way?" She asked.
"I was thinking about what it is going to be like in LA." I told her even if it wasn't the entire truth it was still partly the truth.
"Anything else on your mind?"
"No, nothing else." I didn't want her to start worrying about me, she already has enough problems as it is.
Demi placed the suitcase on my bed while I jumped off the end of the bed. We both made our way to my closet and started picking out what clothes to take and what to keep her.
After about two hours we finally finished packing my things. It took so long because she was suggesting I took everything in my room but some stuff needs to stay her, just in case I decide it's better I don't move in with her.
We were both sitting on my bed when Maddie came running into my room.
"Mom says dinner is ready so you need to come downstairs." She informed us.
We got up and followed her downstairs into the dining room.
When we got there I stopped in my footsteps and Demi ran into the room wrapping her arms around him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked

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Being a Lovato was never easy
RandomMy name is Ellie Lovato, I am 17 years old and as you can guess my sister is the one and only Demi Lovato. You may think she is an amazing role model and inspiration but she has never been there for me when I have needed her the most. This is what...