Untouchable (Marcel/Harry Styles and Demi Lovato)

Houses, Lyrics and Break-Ups

Demi's POV:

I woke up remembering how I spent the night at El's. I got up and got changed putting on my black shirt, my band tee, tights and leather jacket. I allowed my short blonde hair fall into curls and walked out of the spare room.

"El. Are you awake?!" I shout.

"Well, I am now!" She shouted back. Eleanor walked out of her bedroom, "Where are you off too?" She asked, noticing that I was already dress.

"Not, sure. I'm thinking about going on a walk."

"Okay, you weirdo." She joked, laughing.

~Knock Knock~

"Oh crap. Demi, you answer it. I'm still in my pyjamas." She said, shoving me to the door.

"El, what do I say to them?"

"Just answer it!" She hissed, I opened the door and it was Harry.

"Oh, hey. What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I heard you were here. I was wondering if you wanted to go somewhere. I've been working on a new song and since you're good at writing songs I was wondering if you'd listen and tell me how it sounds."

"Oh, sure. I'm not doing anything anyway." I say.

"Great." He smiled, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out the apartment.

"Bye, El!" I shout back to her.

He opened the car door on the passenger side for me and put out his arm gesturing me to get in. I sat in the car and waited for him to get in the other side.

"Where are we going?" I asked him.

"Back to mine of course. That's were my guitar is and my mum hasn't seen you in ages." He chuckeled.

"Oh okay. I'm not sure Cara will like that." I said, running my hand through my hair.

"It's not up to her who can and can't come to my house." His jaw was clenched shut and both hands remained on the steering wheels, he looked over to me and could probably sense that I was actually kind of scared. Last time I seen him like this we ended up in an argument. "I'm sorry. I just meant that I should be allowed to have my best friend around plus, my mum likes you better." He laughed.

We arrived at his house, it's been ages since I was last here. "Harry, hurry up. Where have you been?!" She shouted to him from another room. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the room she was in.

"I brought someone." He smiled, Anne turned around to see me.

"Oh my god. Demi! It's been ages!" She said, pulling me in for a hug. "We've all missed you, sweetie!"

"I've missed you too!" I giggled.

"Mum, me and Dem are going to listen to some songs. Do you mind if I have dinner later?" Harry asked.

"Of course, I suppose you guys have some catching up to do." She said, patting Harry on the back.

He lead me into his living room, no one else was here. "I can't find the lyrics." He said, rummaging through sheets of papers. "Ah, here it is!" Harry pulled a sheet of paper from the pile and grabbed his guitar. "You ready?" He questioned.

"Yep! Go for it." I nodded. He strummed on his guitar and started singing.

"Shut the door
Turn the light off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this
Even though I try