"When will this whole charade come to an end?!" I looked up at the man before me with wide eyes.
"W-W-What charade? Huh?" I gulped and with much exaggeration I flung my hair over my left shoulder, my brackets clinking together and producing soft jingles.
"You and Niall Horan, why won't you two just admit that you two are in love and come out to the rest of the world?" I rolled my eyes and put my acting lessons into action. The man before me sent me a wicked smile before shoving his microphone into my face.
"Niall is a good FRIEND of mine. Friends we shall remain. Don't you forget that." I harshly said, my head bobbing all over the place as I emphasized my words. I stomped away from him, my heels clicking against the cement and my shirt flaring out behind me from the strings winds of New York.
My everyday black SUV was waiting for me just half a block away, with much pride I glided my way to the vehicle, knowing that I was being filmed walking away.
"Hey, Phil" I greeted the man holding open the door for me.
"Good Afternoon, Demi" he greeted me back with a smile. "To the tanning salon?" He asked.
"As per usual" I nodded and climbed into the vehicles passenger seat.
Phil shut my door and went around the front of the truck "To L.A. Tanning, Don" he said and tapped the hood of the truck, signaling that the driver was free to drive off.
I slipped my phone out of my pocket and scanned through my text messages, ignoring all but one. I composed a message back saying that I would be there in 10 minutes.
"So how are you and Niall?" Don asked me. My eyes lifting up from staring at my phone and looked at Don with a growing smile.
"Things are great." I said simply. He was the only person to know, and that simply was because he was my driver.
"That's good, wouldn't want the media knowing the juicy details between you two." He teased and I sent him a playful glare. "Here we are. What time should I pick you up from 'the usual' place?" He asked as I awkwardly reached behind my seat and grabbed my purse.
"Uhm.." I reached around for my purse, my back stretching on a way it shouldn't.
"Miss, why don't you let me get it?"
I stopped trying and went back to my original sitting position, one quick movement and Don had my purse in his hands. "Thank you!" I smiled sweetly and snatched it from him. "So, how about in 3 hours?" He nodded and I got out of the truck. "Thanks, Don. See you soon."
I shut the trucks door and headed across the sidewalk into the salon, making an immediate left as I entered the glass doors. "Miss Lovato!" My eyes widened as I was greeted by an overlay excited woman. "I'm so glad you're back, and much.. Much sooner than expected." I grew nervous, I know I wasn't due back for another 3 days but being away from Niall that long would be excruciating.
"I'm just here for a mini touch up." I mustered up the fakest smile I could find and pulled it off.
"Oh, how grand! I'm so glad you stopped by, right this way." I followed behind her as she lead me down the familiar hallway and opened the first door. "Here you are, I'm sure you know how to work the settings, feel free to press the 'call' button, on the intercom box that's on the wall, if you need anything." I nodded and smiled as she shut the door behind her on the way out.
Finally.
15 minutes should do the trick.
---twenty minutes later---
"Niall!" I nearly screamed into my phone.
"Hey Princess!" Niall replied happily. "I borrowed my mothers car, just come outside quickly with your hood up and hop in. I'm right out front."
I reached behind my head and when my fingers didn't grab anything a surge of panic rushed through my veins.
"I'm not wearing a hood!" I shrieked.
"Okay, okay. Okay.. Uhh okay" Niall went on as he tried to come up with another plan. "Oh fudge, okay uhh".
I waited patiently, gripping the phone to my ear, my patience wearing thinner.
" I'll just find a back door and you park out back." I shrugged, I waited long enough for him to come up with something.
"Perfect plan, babe! Wish I thought of that." He chuckled and shuffled the phone in his hand around causing static to be heard through my earphone. "See you in two minutes." The line clicked and I pulled my phone away from my ear to make sure he hung up and placed the phone back into my pocket.
I opened the door quietly and stepped out, going further down the hallway I passed by more tanning rooms. Finally I came across an exit sign that was above a metal door. Yes!
"Niall, here I come." I whispered and shoved open the heavy door.
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A/N: so here's an update. I wasn't planning to do one but here's a little insight before their actual date. If I can get 3 or more votes or comments I'll update again. :) thanks for reading.
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Demiall (Demi Lovato Niall Horan)
FanfictionDemiall A short story of how Demi Lovato and Niall Horan had to keep their relationship a secret from everyone. No one knew but everyone suspected. Denial: Noun 1. The action of declaring something to be untrue. 2. The refusal of something reques...