"Okay so to close the show out, I'm gonna sing one of my favorite songs from the album. You guys sent it straight to number one when it was released. Thank you so much for supporting me!" Demi looked back at her band so that they would start the song, and as soon as the beat dropped everyone went crazy. Demi couldn't help but to smile but on the inside she was screaming. She did not want to sing this song, especially because of who would be coming out after the chorus.
After she got through the chorus and there was a small break in the music, she took a deep breath. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Trey Songz!" Demi exclaimed. Trey waltzed out on the stage, singing to the crowd at first but then he began to sing to her as he advanced towards her. Demi walked backwards, him singing the song to her reminding her of what had happened in the recording booth after they had finished recording it. Her cheeks flushed but she shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts.
"You got my mind gone tripping. You know I love these women. But you make me feel different. Just had your love, still miss it though, still kiss it slow, give me some more." Trey grasped her hips and pulled her close to him as the crowd screamed even louder than they were before. She pulled back a little bit but he didn't release the grip that he had on her, his eyes boring deep into hers as he continued to sing.
"She know I'm the king where I come from. She knows she's the queen, she the one one. But she got a nigga open. Make me feel like I was chosen, oh, just as my heart had got frozen. She opened the door and she strolled in. She got the key and she closed it. She got with me and now I'm focused."
As soon as he finished his verse he quickly pecked her cheek and finally let her go so that she could finish singing. She smiled for the crowd but in reality she was irritated with him. He always thought that his flirty personality and charming smile would just make everything better but it wasn't. This wasn't like the other times when he had fucked up so she had dropped her panties for him and everything had been okay. That wasn't gonna happen because she was sick of being treated like shit.
"Thank you so much guys! I love you!" Demi exclaimed after the song had ended. Trey didn't try to touch her again and she was thankful for that. But as they exited the stage, his hand found her lower back and she had to wait until they were backstage to push it off.
"Can we talk? Are you still mad at me?" Trey asked as he followed her to her dressing room. She was the closer so it meant that she could go home. Sean had volunteered to watch Lola for the night and she couldn't even put into words how grateful she was for him. Now she just wanted to go home, cuddle with Lola and Buddy, and cry herself to sleep. Trey seemed intent on talking to her though.
"Demi, we're best friends. You know you're gonna forgive me at some point," Trey said but Demi chuckled without a hint of humor and shook her head. She began to pack her things into her duffle bag and ignored him.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? But I don't like not having you in my life and I'm in love with you," Trey said, grabbing her hand but she snatched it back and sneered at him.
"Those words don't mean that much to me anymore. I don't want to talk to you right now and I don't forgive you. If you really loved me you would do what I've asked you to do a thousand times which is to leave me alone. Please?" Her last words came out as a whimper as her lips quivered but she turned around to zip up her duffel bag and then breezed past him. It wasn't just Drake who had broken her heart. Trey had as well.
"Auntie Demi! We saw you sing!" Lola screeched as soon as she entered the living room and dropped her bag. Lola almost tackled her to the ground and Demi giggled as she lifted her up and peppered kisses all over her face.
"Really? Did I do good?"
"Yeah, I liked the slow song you sang...the one about stones. Can you sing it to me tonight?" Lola asked as Demi nodded then set her down. Sean took the tiara off of his head as she chuckled and he grabbed his things.
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No Angel
FanfictionMesmerizing. Hypnotizing. Enchanting. Those three words were the adjectives that were constantly listed off from the people who came in contact with Demi Lovato. There's just something about her. Something about the crooked smirk, the one where only...