Are you Real?

chapter o n e

|Rewritten|

•Savannah's POV•

If I'm being honest, I don't even know why I'm wasting my time. I mean I should be at the hospital with my Mom, she needs me. Instead I'm on a bus, on my way to meet Demi Lovato. Demi has a show tonight, the concert is in the town next to mine. The bus was running super late so when I finally get to the stadium, the entrance to the meet and greet is closed. I look up and sigh before leaning up against a wall. I can't believe I saved up all my money for months trying to get into this meet and greet, and now its too late. Suddenly, I feel something slam in my back. Fuck that hurt so much!

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry are you okay?"

I mean you kinda did just hit me with a door...

"Yeah I think so, my head just hurts a lot." I respond.

I guess I was leaning against a door, oops. My vision is super blurry and my head is pounding. You know the expression "Am I looking up? Because I see stars." Yeah well, I know what they mean.

"Why are you back here in the first place?"

I sigh and keep my eyes on the ground.

"I had a meet and greet pass to go see Demi Lovato but my bus came super late, so I missed the meet and greet. I can't afford a ticket to go to the concert, but I didn't care, as long as I got to see Demi. All I wanted to do was thank her for being such an inspiring role model. My life hasn't been easy and her music has really helped me. It keeps me going, even on days where I want to give up" I explain.

"Well your welcome and I'm glad I got to meet you."

I scrunch my eyebrows together and lift my head slowly. I look up and see that I'm talking to Demi Lovato. Fuck me, because when does shit like this happen?

"Aww, you're so sweet! I'm sorry about the show its sold out but I can try to make up for it." Demi says.

"No, that's okay."

"No I insist, can I see your phone?"

I unlock my phone before handing it to Demi, because she's Demi. She types a few things then hands it back to me.

"This is my number, I texted myself so now I have yours. I'm hoping you'll use it." Demi says.

"I will, I have to get going now." I say.

"Where are you going?"

"My mom is in the hospital, I'm staying there with her."

I don't wait for a reply from Demi before I get up and leave. I get to the bus stop just in time because the bus is pulling up to the stop. I pay and find a seat, I look out the window and think about what just happened. Out of all the people in the world why would Demi Lovato give me her phone number? I bus pulls up to my stop and I get off and walk the rest of the way to the hospital. I no longer have to check in because I live here.

I go up to our room and see that Mom is sleep. It may sound weird but I like watching my Mom sleep, she's peaceful and not in pain. I grab my duffle bag and make my way to the bathroom. I shower and change into a pair of grey sweatpants and a plan white tee shirt. I leave the bathroom and see that Mom is up. I go over and kiss her forehead she moves over so I can lay in bed with her. She may be sick but Mom gives the best cuddles.

"So, did you meet Demi Lovato?"

"Yeah."

"Savannah you've been talking about netting her for three months and all you can say is yeah. Are you okay?"