Stand by me

Chapter 17

No one's Pov:

Lauren was starting to wake up, Demi could tell with the slight movement of her daughter stretching away from the arms that held her all night to laying on her back looking at the ceiling already dreading the day that has barely begun. Demi could see the wall that started to break and diminish last night, build itself once again before her worried eyes. Demi couldn't help but wonder if her daughter would ever feel safe with anyone knowing anything going on in her head.

It reminded Demi of her younger self. That's scared the living day lifts out of her if she was to be honest with herself.

"It's 5:30, you're first on glams. I'm sorry kid, I tried to change it, but they wouldn't budge something about playing favoritism which is completely absurd. Lets get up, coffee, shower, then meet back in lets say around 7? That's a good amount of time for everything right?" Demi turned towards the quiet girl, taking her hand and pressing it to her covered heart. Anyway to show to her brooding daughter there's people who were here for her no matter what.

Lauren merely shrugged, beyond exhausted with her long night, not ready to face the repercussions of what last night might entail for the young girl. There was bags upon bags beneath her eyes, making her seem younger than what she was, her hair was a tangled mess on top of her head in the bun Demi made the previous night, her usually pale skin was an even deeper pale making her seem sick. The poor girl could not win today it seemed.

Sighing Demi got up from the warm bed, kissing Lauren's forehead on the way out of the room . She pulled out her phone going on twitter to write a twit longer out at the so called fans that are hating on such a beautiful soul.

@ddlovato Hey guys, as you are aware I have adopted a wonderful young girl who is now apart of the band Fifth Harmony and my life fully, now this girl has been through hell and back, and I will not watch her be ripped apart by those who don't know what its like to go through any of the shit that Lauren did. I'm just asking for you guys to be more respectful to her, she is only 16. You must either know or remember how hard it is to be a 16 year old in this world, never mind being in the spotlight at such a young and impressionable age. With that being said, as her mother I am revoking the privilege of twitter being used under her name for however long it takes to get her back on track. You guys were not the one to watch her fall apart, she is a such a beautiful person, with a beautiful voice to only have strangers trash her. I know it was not all of you. Thank you for being understanding. I love you guys. xoxoxo

Demi, though frustrated, was happy she could at least stand up and protect her young daughter as much as she could. Demi couldn't believe the amount of hate there is in the world. There has to be another way to get this message across to the public.

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Lauren was still laying in bed looking at the ceiling with the same expression on her face. I called her mama. Holy fucking shit! I screwed up. Lauren continued freaking out, she could not believe her slip up with the term. Lauren thought she was being careful but she wasn't. Now Demi will hate her, things will be weird between them. Especially after last night. Why does she keep messing up? Lauren wondered while getting out of bed, she had to get a move on it or else she'd get in trouble with Malika, Dinah's mother and makeup artist when she comes with them on the tour.

Having no time to think more on what happened last night could entail, Lauren followed the sound of the loud and booming voices of the two Hansen's down the hall. Sighing Lauren tried to smile but nothing happened no matter how hard she tried.

"She's awake!" Malika exclaimed while straightening up the room for which was used as a getting ready room. Lauren couldn't help the small smile that took up her once frowning face. Malika looked frightening but deep down she was the sweetest valley women you could ever meet. Malika patted the chair, ushering the exhausted teenager into the warm, and welcoming chair. Lauren all but sprinted to the chair, happy to get the weight off of her tired feet.