She's My Saviour [Demi Lovato Fan Fiction]

Chapter Four

Chapter Four ~ Allison's P.O.V

"Hey babe!" Demi exclaimed flinging her arms around my neck. Oh my God, Demi Lovato just hugged, and called me babe. I swear to god, if I was a guy I would have had the biggest boner in the whole mother fucking world.

"Hey." I said trying to calm myself down. At this point, my family had given me some space and went to the other side of the room. "Wow, um hi." Oh my God, I'm such a geek.

"Hey babe." She giggled looking straight into my eyes as she took my hands in hers. "You were wow just fucking WOW!" She smiled at me, now holding me by the shoulders. I could feel my cheeks turning hot, and all I could do was look into her big beautiful brown eyes. "So do you're mom and sister have a way home?" She asked curiously.

"Uhm yeah, give me a second. I'll go talk to 'em." I smiled. Why did she want to know? I ran over to my mom, and told them to take a cab back to their hotel. They happily agreed and sent me back over to Demi. I walked back over to Demi, swinging my guitar to my back and stopped in front of her to hear what she had to say. "They're going to take a cab, but uhm why?" I asked with a look of confusion creeping onto my face.

"Because you and I are going to have a talk later on, but for now I'm just going to get you to wait in my dressing room. We'll go to a bar later on when this shit is over." Demi giggled. I just nodded, following her down the hall to her dressing room and sat down on one of the couches. "So jut chill here for a little bit and make yourself at home. Just promise me one thing, alright?" she asked sitting down on the coffee table in front of me, taking me hands again.

"And what's that?" I bit my bottom lip looking straight into her chocolate brown eyes. She flashed me a toothy grin. Fuck she was so cute, and hot, and sexy. Ugh, no Allison, what are you thinking? She probably only wants to be friends with you. "Hmm?" I added since there was a bit of an awkward silence.

"Shit, sorry your eyes are just so stunning and so easy to get lost in." She gushed. "Uhm, just promise me that you won't leave. I want to help you Allison. I am going to help you." She said in a more serious tone. I was about to say something back to her, but she cut me off. "We're going to talk okay? I want to help you get through whatever you're going through." She smiled leaning in slightly and softly kissed my cheek. "Uhm okay, well I have to go back out to the panel now but I'll be back soon I promise." She blushed and ran out of the room.

Wow, did that really just happen? Did she really just kiss my cheek? Did she really just tell me that she wanted to help me? Did she really just tell me that my eyes were stunning? Oh my God, this was no longer just a celebrity crush, this was for real.

"Oh good, you're still here babe." Demi smiled as she entered the room. It was about 8:00 in the evening now, but I honestly didn't mind waiting for her. "Okay so let me just get dressed, and I'll be ready in about ten minutes." She winked lifting her shirt over her head revealing the top half of her body. I was stunned that she did that in front of someone she just met, but flattered she felt so comfortable around me. But what shocked me the most is that she had a belly button piercing.

"Hey I like your piercing." I smirked as I called out to her. She was in the bathroom with the door slightly open so she could still hear me. She came out wearing some black leggings, a blue V-neck and her hair in a messy high bun. She smiled at me while licking her lips and sat down on the table again.

"Thank you; I like all of yours as well." She giggled touching my lip piercing with her thumb. I had about eleven piercings and a shit load of tattoos as well. I just stuck my tongue out at her which was probably the only place I didn't have piercings and just smiled. "Okay are you ready to go?" She asked standing up and grabbed her purse. I just nodded my head, using the arm of the chair to help myself up and walked over to the door with my guitar. Demi opened the door having me go first and walked side by side as we walked down the halls. "So where do you like babe?" She asked placing her hand on my back sending a course of chills through my body.

"Really close to here actually, about twenty minutes away." I smiled at her having her return one back. "Yeah, I uhm moved here about three years ago by myself from Ireland. That would be why I have this dorky accent that doesn't fit in." I chuckled. She just smiled at me lovingly and shook her head.

"Well I happen to think you're accent is absolutely adorable." She gushed as we got out to our cars that just so happened to be parked quite closely to each other. "so just follow me and we'll meet at the bar babe." She smiled hopping into the driver's seat of her car. I nodded my head getting into my own car, and waited for her to lead the way.

It only took us about twenty minutes to get to the old stingy bar that just so happened to be about three minutes walking distance to my apartment. I went to that bar all the time when I wasn't getting drunk at home. We both got out of our cars and just stopped to look at me for a moment. "See that really tall building over there? Well I live up in the very top floor where all the lights are on." I said pointing it out to her. Her jaw dropped and she just smiled.

"Well maybe you can show it to me one time." She whispered leaning in close to my ear. Fuck I hope she knew what this was doing to me. "But for now I really want to talk to you and have some fun." And with that, I was taken by the hand and led into the run down old bar. We entered through the wooden door, and there were only maybe three couples in there. Everyone person that worked there, seemed to know Demi personally. I guess she went there much more than I did. "Here, uhm why don't you go sit in the very back booth, and I'll go get us some drinks." She offered with a smile.

"No Demi, you don't have to do that. I can pay." I said taking out my wallet only to be stopped by her hands pushing the money back. She just shook her head at me, and walked over to the bar. I just sighed walking to the back and sat in the booth at the very back corner waiting for Demi to return. She wanted to talk to me and I had a strange feeling it would be about the cuts that she saw earlier.

"So what are these about, hm?" Demi asked sliding into the booth on the opposite side to me. She reached out taking my hands in hers and flipped them over. Just as I suspected, thank the Lord that my sleeves were still down. "Can I see?" She asked a little bit more gently than she did when she approached the subject. I didn't say anything; I just looked at her not knowing what to say. She hesitantly slid the sleeves up on my arms, and stared for a while. "These are so bad, babe." I saw a single tear slide down her face and I felt some welling up in my eyes as well. "Let it out Al, this is what I'm here for." She sniffled, and the next thing I knew, tears were pouring from my eyes. She slid over beside me and I rested my head on her shoulder. She protectively wrapped her arms around my petit body. "Do you do anything else?" She asked me nervously.

"I uhm do it all I guess. Binge, purge, smoke, drink, smoke drugs, a lot of self-harm." I sniffled into her chest. All she did was nod and gently rub my back. "I'm uhm sorry, I've never been so vulnerable around anyone. I don't know what's wrong with me." I cried. It was true though. No one knew this much. Not even Ellie.

"No sweetie, I'm glad you can talk to me and trust me like this. I want to be here for you and help you. I know this may sound weird since we just met and everything, but I want us to live together. I want to take care of you, and the only way I can do that is if I can supervise you and be with you every second of every day. So whether it be at your house or mine, we're going to live together." She giggled. WOW Demi Lovato wanted to live with me? She wanted to help and take care of me?

"My house. No one will suspect you living with me and you won't get fired from the X Factor. There is no pap surrounding my house." I told her. She smiled and nodded wiping away both of our tears.

"Okay babe, let's go dance and have some fun and then we can go get my shit from my house." She grinned devilishly picking up her beer and basically chugged the whole glass. Oh my Lord, this was going to be fun. She pulled me onto the dance floor after we did a round of tequila shots, then we danced -or should I say, grinded- the whole night away.

This was literally, the best day of my life.

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