You're My Little Skyscraper - Demi Lovato Fan Fiction

Chapter 39 - Write That In Your Article

Demi’s POV

I swear this pregnancy business is taking a lot out of me. I’m fucking exhausted and I’ve got a day of interviews to do. How freaking charming. I just wanna have this damn baby now because I’m sick of being pregnant. And Rick working his ass off and not being at home very much isn’t exactly helping. I just want my boyfriend!

“Demi we’re nearly there” – Max called back from the front of the car. I’ll be honest Max has been pretty amazing throughout this whole thing, more protective than usual though. Which at this moment in time I really don’t mind. I look up and shoot him a tired smile as I feel my phone go off in my hand.

(1:30pm) Ricky: Have fun today Dee, don’t work yourself too hard I’ll be home when I can! <3

I felt myself smile to myself as I tapped out a text back.

(1:34pm) Demi: Thanks Ricky.. I just wanna have this baby now I’m freaking tired I could sleep for a year.. I’ll see you later.. I really miss you.. <3

This actually sucks, I hate not being able to see Rick even though we live together.  Where’s the logic there?!

“Demi we’re here” – I heard Max say as he got out and opened my door, offering a hand to help me out, I clambered out of the car and up onto my feet. God dammit my feet hurt. As soon as I stepped out of the car I heard a roar of screams from my lovatics that were waiting outside the radio station. As Max linked his arm with mine and started walking inside, I shot everybody I small smile and headed inside. I know I’d usually stop outside, take photos and sign shit for them but I’m just so tired. As we made it inside the building we made our way towards the studio I was having my interview in, thank god Max knows where he’s going because I’d be lost. Oh my god can you please just move the fuck out my way and let me get to where I have to go. Oh please shut up you annoying white ass assistant. I will end you.

“Right through here Dems” – Max said ushering me gently into a room.

“Thank you Maxy” – I said turning around and shooting him a genuine and easier smile, before shaking the interviewers hand and sitting down. He seems pretty friendly, why is it I’ve not had any freaking woman interview me lately.. This is frustrating.

“Andrew we’re ready in 5” – The interviewers producer told him as I re-adjusted myself in my seat.

“Gooooood afternoon LA! Welcome to the Andrew Morrison show! And we have a very special guest.. The amazing and beautiful Demi Lovato! How’re doing on this fine day in Los Angeles?” – He asked, a lot of pep for someone who I’m sure has been up since stupid o’clock.

“I’m not bad” – I feel bad that this guys all happy and cheery and I just don’t want to talk today..

“So let’s talk about your album you’re getting ready to release that and your new single, Heart Attack has blew the radios and charts up! Your reaction to that?” – He asked, a huge smile spreading across his face, I tried to match his enthusiasm but it wasn’t happening.

“I’m so happy with how everything’s been going lately it’s pretty crazy” – I explained to him as enthusiastically as I could, trying to break a smile.

“And the baby how’s the baby do you and Rick have a name?”

“We actually don’t we probably should pick one but I haven’t really seen him much to discuss it with him” – I told him feeling a bit disheartened by it.

“Oh right because he’s working a lot lately right?” – He asked, shooting me a sympathetic look.

“Yeah he’s been working on his other bands new record so he’s been locked in the studio a lot of the time.. He does ring though to say hi though he’s not completely ignoring me” – I said with a laugh escaping my mouth at the end, causing a smile to creep up on my face.