Demi Imagines

Hottest Person

You're at a party...

"Alright, Demi! I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room!"
People hoot, and you glance at Demi beside you, who blushes. Her boyfriend smirks, putting a hand on her knee. You look away, and you flinch when someone puts a hand on your face. You turn your head to be met by bright brown eyes, and suddenly, you're being kissed.
"What the fuck?"
You're in complete shock as you process what's happening. She pulls away, her cheeks pink. Her eyes widen as she realizes what she just did, and she looks at her boyfriend, who looks shocked and slightly mad.
"I have to go," she mutters, getting up and running out of the room. You're still in a daze, but you find yourself getting up and following her.
"Hey!"
You look back to see Demi's boyfriend glaring at you.
"Are you two a thing?"
"What? No!"
"Then what the fuck was that?"
"I don't know," you respond, your cheeks burning.
"Stay away from my girl," he snaps, passing you and walking out the front door.
"Don't tell me what to do!" you shout after him, running out the door and following him.
"What the fuck was that?" he yells, and you see him and Demi on the sidewalk. He's gripping her arm tightly, and she looks slightly panicked.
"You're hurting me!" she shrieks, and you feel your blood boil.
"Let her go!" you yell, running over to their side. Demi looks to you, an expression of relief washing over her face.
"Fuck off," he snaps.
"Let her go," you repeat, glaring at him.
"Leave," he retorts, his nostrils flaring.
"Let me go, you dick!" Demi exclaims, shoving him in the chest. He doesn't budge, and his grip on her doesn't loosen.
"We need to talk." He starts dragging her down the street, and she struggles against him.
"Hey!" You barely even know what you're doing as you slap him across the face, the sound echoing through the neighborhood. He releases Demi, who moves behind you immediately.
"You fucking bitch!" he yells, raising a hand. You react automatically and kick him in the balls. He shrieks and collapses on the ground.
"Come on," you tell Demi, grabbing her hand and pulling her back toward the party. At least there'll be people there. You both run as fast as you can, away from her groaning boyfriend. Slamming the door behind you, you breathe heavily and let yourself slide to the floor.
"I'm sorry," she whispers.
You look up at her, and she sits down on the floor beside you.
"And thank you," she adds, brushing her hair behind her ear. You just want to kiss her again. Feel her soft lips against yours. So you do. Leaning in, you press your lips to hers. She freezes, surprised at first, but she kisses you back after a moment. "Does this mean you like me, too?" she mumbles.
"Yes," you whisper, smiling against her lips.
"You've always been the hottest person in my mind," she smirks, pulling away and pressing her forehead to yours.
You breathe heavily as you respond, "And you've always been the most imperfectly perfect person in my mind."

A/N
Okay but Demi is perfect like she's a flawless human
Tbh
But she's still so real like how
And just to clarify this boyfriend isn't Wilmer obviously bc I love him
They'd better get married soon I s2g I need Dilmer babies
And this imagine thing lowkey sucked and had no logic tbh but bleh