Being a Fake Celebrity

Chapter 20

I am dancing with Luke on the first song of the night. After my speech, Luke came and proposed a toast too. It was sentimental but in a man way. Then the moment for the first dance came, Taylor and Calum came and put their selves in a beautiful dance that make you think at angels dancing in the sky, on a beautiful song sing live by Ed, 'Thinking out loud'. It talks about forever and eternity of love. They both are smiling and looking at each other like they are the only people on this planet.

Luke and I are watching the happy couple as we dance. There is no reason not to smile and be happy for them in this world.

"I wish I'll find that kind of love too."

I sigh. "Me too."

"Demi, maybe you found it. Calum told me everything."

"Luke, please, not you too!"

He laughs. "Ok. But think about it. He's here."

"I know he's here."

The song ends."Ok, lady. That's good!"

Zayn comes to us.

"Allow me?" He talks to Luke.

"Sure, man. Take care of her."

I look at both of them incapable of saying anything. Luke leaves after winking at me.

Zayn takes my hand and we begin dancing in a more intensive rhythm.

"Hey!"

"Hay!" I smile sweet but I feel like running and hiding in a dark place, where no one will find me.

"You're beautiful as always!"

"Thanks. You look handsome too!" I try to keep my normal voice and not to run.

"It's a beautiful wedding. Taylor looks stunning."

"She is." I look at Taylor and smile. When I look back I see that Zayn analyzes every move and reaction of mine. I feel him reserved, like he is trying not to make a wrong step. Even though he is smiling, it is not his natural smile.

"You wanna talk?" I know him. I know that something is bothering him.

He looks around. "Yes. But not here."

"By the lake in half an hour? I need to do something first."

"Sure. I'll be there."

We dance in silence until the song has finished.

We split up. I go, take my phone and call Sam.

"What happened, Demi?"

"He's here. He knows everything that I've been through. He talked to Taylor this whole time."

"And what are you feeling about that?"

"I wanna run and stay at the same time."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Stay."

"Why?"

"Because I wanna talk to him. I miss him. I wanna know what he wants to say."

"See. You already figured it out."

"You should be a physiatrist."

"I love this job."

"And still, when you can't operate anymore, you can do this."

"I still love my actual job."

I laugh. He accepts compliments so hard.