You're My Little Skyscraper - Demi Lovato Fan Fiction

Chapter 41 - Coffee Smiles

Demi’s POV

I can’t remember the last time that Rick and I actually spent time together, like without worrying about the baby or him having to run out to the odd interview he can't get out of. I’m getting fed up. I just wanna spend the day with my boyfriend without any worrying is that too much to ask?!

"Rick do you have to go out?" - I asked him impatiently, as he grabbed his keys , making his way towards the door sliding his jacket on.

"Yeah unfortunately I do but look it's just a quick interview with Rock Revival magazine and I'll be right back! Plus Matt will be here soon so you won't be alone" - He told me as he walked over and leaned down, placing a kiss on my cheek- WAIT MATT!?

"Whoa wait what?! Matt?! You didn't tell me Matt was coming here?!" - I let out, completely surprised as I spun around on the couch. Well as quickly as this little sucker inside me will let me, okay I’m starting to show pretty badly now and it’s not subtle. I look and walk like a damn penguin.

"Yeah I told you Matt was coming to stay to help around before the baby comes" - He said as he made his way over to me.

"I have no recollection of this whatsoever"

"Well you were probably eating everything we own" - He said as he leaned down and placed a quick kiss on my lips before walking off towards the door.

“I’ll be back soon please leave some food for Matt to eat” – He said with a slight laugh under his breath as he shot me a smile, closing the door. Now what to do…. Food! It’s like the only thing on my mind at the moment it’s all this baby wants from me is food. Burritos to be exact, I pulled out my phone and opened my messages.

(Demi) 3:45pm – Rickyyyyyy pick me up a burrito on you’re way home!! <3

I locked my phone and stuffed it into the pocket of my sweats and pulled myself off the couch, making my way towards the kitchen. I pulled open the fridge and grabbed a few bottles of water, cold cuts and some bread off the side. Putting together about 3 sandwiches with different meats and about anything else I could find on it, finally taking a bite and oh my fucking god I love sandwiches. I fucking love them. Oh my god I want to marry this one.

“Do you want me to leave you and the sandwich alone?” – I heard the front door close quietly and looked over, a small smile on my face. Yes a small one.

“Hello Matthew” – I said as I took another bite and sat down on one of the stools by the counter.

“Do you have to call me that?” – Matt asked as he dropped his duffle bag on the floor by the door and walked over, taking a seat next to me and grabbing a bottle of water.

“Hey!”

“Hey I just flew from New York I deserve some water since the hot air hostess wouldn’t let me fuck her… damn she was hot” – He said as he took a drink of it and kept it in his hands.

“Charming” – I said dryly as I took another bite, he just sent a smile my way.

“How you doin then Demetria?” – Demetria? I just raised an eyebrow at him.

“What? You can call me Matthew but I can’t full name you? I don’t think so Demetria”

“Fine” – I said as I finished the one sandwich off and opened one of the bottles of water. “But thanks for asking Matt, I’m doing fine I just want this baby to hurry up now because I’m really sick to my tits of being pregnant now” – I huffed out as I got up, grabbing the other two sandwiches and walking over to the couch, Matt following behind me and sitting down next to me, flicking his feet up onto the coffee table.