Imagine that with Demi Lovato (Lesbian Stories)

Free - pt.2

If you get the specific references in this story then just come be my best friend okay?? Hit up that Inbox of mine because I will love you forever, honestly. They're pretty obvious in relation to the name. Also first update in ages omg
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Competition day. We have such a love/hate relationship. I surveyed the room that was beginning to fill with parents, friends and whoever else wanted to see people swim. Members of teams in their team colours or specific tracksuits ventured around. I wore a mostly white jacket, that had my name printed underneath our club name. The sleeves were a light purple and on the front rested two cartoon Dolphins that made up a heart. The words: For The Team underneath. That was about as patriotic as I got when it came to showing off where I swam. I never saw a need to show pride. I enjoy where I swim, why does anyone else need to know that? Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I turned sharply. "What?" I snapped and they backed away. "Oh, Y/N it's you." "Coach wanted me to come find you since your our Captain." And with that she turned and walked away. I followed slowly behind down into the corridor. Y/N had been acting a lot different the last few weeks and I didn't really know what to do. We still had our private practices. She seemed okay but not her normal self. As we reached the locker room, I was met by waves of girls all getting ready. Large crowds made me anxious and so I just pushed through. I heard the odd whisper followed by a point which I was finding rather hard to ignore. I hated the idea of people talking about me. Good or bad. What makes it worse is not knowing which they're doing. Reaching my team they all seemed happy enough, maybe a little unfocused too. "Listen up!" I called making all heads turn to me. I smiled an awkward smile at the people I didn't know until they went back to their own thing. "It's competition day. They're are a lot of teams here and all I wanna say is...y'all better win something or I swear to god, I'm kicking you off this team." "Demi!" Coach looked at me, cocking a brow. "I'm kidding. I won't kick you off but y'all wanna go to nationals right?" They all nodded. "Well then you gotta win and don't get distracted or-" "Demi!" Coach repeated. "The boys have muscles but don't lose focus, you are all old enough to not. Now let's go show them all how much heart we really have." I flashed them a tight smile as they cheered. They filtered out and I went to get ready. I'd signed up for a few races so today was gonna be a long day.

When finished, I pushed my stuff in my locker. Keeping my phone, water bottle and some cash just in case. I put my jacket and joggers back on and I went back to the pool room, there were a lot more teams now. My first race wasn't for a while but I walked amongst the swimmers to get a feel for them. One boy caught my eye with his medium, shaggy red hair. He flashed me a shark tooth grin as our eyes locked. I watched him for a moment, talking to other members of his team. "What was it that you said about not getting distracted by boys?" I looked to see who said it, just some girl on the team. I looked at him once more, this time he smirked before I made my way over to where coach and the others sat. First up was the men's 50m breaststroke which admittedly felt like it was over before it even begun. It took less than a minute for some of them to reach the other end of the pool. There was more fifty meters each one just as quick as the last. When it came to the girl's races, we didn't do so hot but we're not known for speed. After a while my attention shifted from the races to my phone. I took a moment to race the 50m which I won. Not to sound cocky but I'm not surprised I won. Putting my earphones in, I waited for my next race. That's when I saw her. Y/N. She stood at the side of the pool. I kept my eyes on her and she turned to me for a moment. Her gaze met mine so I flashed her a smile but she turned away. Placing her goggles on, the crowd went silent as all the swimmers jumped in and got into their starting position. A buzz sounded and they jumped from the wall. The crowd erupted with the sound of cheering. Y/N form was strong and she was roughly in third place. On the turn she pushed off with everything she had. Her speed underwater had seriously improved. As she reached the end, her hand coming into contact with the wall. She stood, yanking off her googles and cap before looking up at the scoreboards. I think it took a moment to process but when it did the smile on her face was amazing. Guess all that training really paid off. Y/N pulled herself out of the water instantly hugging two girls. I was tempted to go down and congratulate her but with the awkwardness between us I remained seated. Watching her swim was something else . My next race was coming up after the men's 100m freestyle but I still waited, wanting to see them swim. I glanced over them as the men line up I felt two hands push me forward. A sigh left my lips. I yanked one of my earphones out, turning my head slightly. "Yes?" "Your race is up next." The girl behind me called out excitedly. "I know that, why are you telling me?" "I-I was just saying." Rolling my eyes I turned back. When someone caught my eye with his red hair and cocky smirk. It was the guy I saw earlier. I looked him once over, taking him all in and damn did he have some muscles. What was even more impressive was the way he swam. He didn't just give it one hundred percent. He went above and beyond. Doing everything physically possible to swim the best race he could. There was a determination there though. One that seemed forced like he had something to prove. The boy annihilated the competition with his speed and also on his form. Winning him first place with ease.

Stepping up I slowly made my way down to the pool, my team cheering as I walked past. When reaching the cool tiles that edges around the pool, i walked with my head down and ear phones in but next thing I knew my ass was on the ground. I frowned looking up, his hand was held out. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. "Sorry." He grumbled before walking straight past me. It was the same guy I'd been staring out. I wasn't really sure what to say to him though. "Great race out there." I shouted back to him before finding my position. Lane 3. I stared out over the crystal blue liquid. Standing on the podium I took a deep breathe. Breathe, just breathe. I whispered quietly. Getting into position the buzzer sounded and next thing I knew I was flying into the water. My head surfaced causing  my ears to be insulted by the mass cheering. I distinctively heard my team calling my name. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate them cheering me on it was just that despite my speech I don't care if I win. I just enjoy the thrill. The turn came and I spun, my feet grazing the side of the pool before pushing off. The water streaming over my body. The push of water resistance. Everything was lighting up my bodies senses. My heart raced. My breathing was shallow. It was all amazing. Going back and forth in the pool. The minute my hand reached the end for a second time my head shot out of the water, noticing the swimmers that finished following me. 1st place. I pulled out of the pool. "Demi that was amazing." It was Y/N. A smile displayed prominently. "Thanks."  I mumbled slowly. "You don't seem too happy about it. Sighing, I forced a smile on my face. "Come on let's go see everyone." She eventually said although her voice was quieter. As I followed behind. I noticed the girls I'd just swam with. They all seemed happy with their positions and yet here I was, hardly caring. Out of the comer of my eye I saw a flash of red. His eyes were on me before disappearing down a darkened halllway. I stopped. "Are you coming?" Y/N asked and I just nodded. Being greeted by bright smiles and joyful words. "Well done." Coach called out. "Thanks, can we go now?" "What about the relay races?" A young girl called. I rolled my eyes. "They're tomorrow." I walked off to the locker room to get changed.

A team dinner followed. Everyone chatting and celebrating. I sat at the end of the table, slowly eating my tuna pasta salad. Stabbing my fork into the lettuce with a crunch. "You don't seem very happy." "I'm happy on the inside." I stated with a sharp glare. Popping the lettuce into my mouth. I was thinking about tomorrow. Last day of competition. There was a few long distance races followed by individual relay and team relay. Last day of competition was the always the toughest. Coach stood giving us what I assume was both a congratulatory and pep talk. Hardly anyone won their heats. I won both mine. Y/N won hers. Danielle won her 100m butterfly. As I finished my meal, I stood deciding to go for a walk. Ignoring the questions heading my way as I left the table.

The night was almost relaxing for me. It was still and quiet. It didn't expect anything from me. It didn't want me to be happy. It wasn't that I didn't feel great, I just didn't care enough about the winning. I swim for myself, not for the awards. I made my way back to the hotel. A little bench was perched off to the side in a little garden so I decided to sit down before heading back to my room. I looked up at the stars. Admiring each one. "You did pretty good out there today." I looked down at the sound of the voice. It was that guy once again. I was confused as to why he was talking to me but I wasn't going to ignore him. "Thanks. So did you." He smiled, raising his shoulders a little. Almost too smug about his wins. "Your names, Demi right?" "Yeah?" I frowned wondering how he knew before realising my name probably would have been displayed on the score board. "Yeah." "Do you only swim free, Demi?" Honestly, that wasn't the question I was expecting. It caught me a little off guard. Why did that even matter. "Yeah." "You're more like him than I thought." He stated before just turning to walk away. "Wait." Stopping, he looked back to me. "Why did you ask?" A smirk hit his lips. "I've been watching you for a while now and I figured you out. You're one of the best swimmers here but you only swim freestyle. It's exactly like a friend of mine. Made me angry at first. Felt like a waste but who am I to tell either of you what to do. But one thing I can do is beat you both at your own game. And if I know anything, it's that tomorrow you'll make a decision much like him." With that he walked away. I had more questions but I knew he wouldn't be much help. His answers were vague. Made no sense to me. And why was he angry about the way I swim, he hardly knows me? With a heavy sigh, I retired to my room. Unable to get the words of a complete stranger out of my head but also thinking about tomorrow. It was the final day of competition and for once I couldn't wait for it to be over.