My Heart Lies With You (A Dimon fanfiction ft. Wilmer Valaderrama)

I Want To See You

I Want To See You

Chapter 4

Demi's POV

Late that night... 

     Wilmer tried to play nice after Simon left, but that failed pretty quickly. He continued to rant and rave about Simon for nearly three hours straight. I tried to put my headphones in to tune him out, yet I could still hear him. I can't take another second of this. "Honest to God Wilmer will you shut up already? No matter how many times I tell you that Simon is not a threat, you never believe me. How can we get married if you don't trust me?"

     Wilmer takes a step towards me and cups my chin. "It's not you that I don't trust Demi. It's Simon. He's a very flirty man and has a history with liking younger woman. For example, he liked Cheryl Cole for quite some time and she's at least 20 years younger than him. That's a very big age gap. I just want you to be careful." Part of me is still pissed at him, but at the same time I can see that Wilmer is trying to look out for me. 

     I smile a small smile. "I appreciate that Wilmer believe me I do, but you are not going to stop me from seeing Simon. I've known him for years. He's been kind to me. I think that I should sleep on the couch downstairs tonight. Both of us could use some alone time to cool down. Is that okay?" He nods and I gather some pillows and blankets to bring downstairs with me. 

10 minutes later...

 I'm nice and cozy on the couch about to sleep. I look at the time to see that it's already past midnight. CRAP! I promised Simon I'd text him before bed. I know he's worried about me. I text him the following: 

 "Hey Simey, it's the brat. I've had a rough evening, but I don't want to worry. I made sure to put Wilmer in his place. The downside is I have to sleep on the couch. I'll survive one night. Have a good night and I hope to talk to you and see you again soon! -Demi

   I press send and get a response back two minutes later that says the following:

"Now I'm even more worried about you. I know that you're still moderately upset, which is why I want to see you again tomorrow. As for Wilmer, his sorry ass should be the one sleeping on the couch, not you. Take care brat. I'll text you when you wake up. :) -Simon 

I stare at his text several times and can't help but feel giddy that I get to see Simon again tomorrow. Of course, I can't tell Wilmer about this. #Thestruggleisreal

Hoped that you guys liked this chapter! :) -Mary