Demi POV
Fuck.
Why did i just say that? Out of all the things i could of said to him (there were a lot), why did i have to tell him that Maddie was my little sister. They might find stuff about me on the internet.
The room fell silent until Dylan began to laugh. "Your little sister?"
Well it's out in the open now. I can't exactly take it back.
"Yes. My little sister"
"Wait, so you're telling me, that your little sister is on a world known tv seies"
"Yeah, i am"
"Wow. You're one of the biggest liars i've ever met"
"I'm not lying" i said getting angrier by the minute. I was about to do something i will regret.
"Sure" he said sarcastically.
"You want proof!?" i yelled "Google it"
"I think i might just do that" he said confidently.
He took out his phone and began to type something. The teacher had went out the class a good ten minutes ago and still hadn't came back, so she didn't hear any of the arguing.
Dylan cleared his throat and began to read out something. "Madison De La Garza was born to Eddie De La Garza and Dianna Hart on December 28, 2001 in Dallas, Texas."
He looked over at me "None of the parents have the same name as you"
"Keep going" i demanded.
"I don't know why you want me to you're obviously ly-"
"Keep going" i repeated.
"She is the maternal younger half-sister of Demi Lovato and Dallas Lovato... Holy crap!" he yelled.
I slowly raised my hand and stuck my middle finger up at him. "I believe you owe me an apology" i said smirking.
"No, you easily could have edited that" he said defensively.
"Why the hell would i do that?" i asked confused.
He shrugged his shoulder as one of his friends took his phone of him and he began to read more.
"She is best known for her role as "Juanita Solis" on Desperate Housewives. Madison has been made fun of for her weight but her sister, Demi Lovato, has spoken out about her and her own bullying/weight issues."
"What's that suposed to mean?" one of the girls asked just as the teacher walked in.
My eyes began to widen. "Nothing"
The bell rang and i quickly made my way out to avoid further questioning. It was lunch so i ran up to go and see Nick. I didn't bring any lunch, i didn't feel like eating right now.
"Hey" i said opening the door.
He turned round and flashed me a smile that made me blush a little. He put down the folders that he was sorting out and walked over to me.
He slowly connected his lips with mine. "Hey" he said pulling away.
"I've gotta ask Nick, what are we doing? Are we dating or what?" i said quite nervously. I really wanted to date him but i didn't know if he wanted the same.
"No Demetria" he said facing me "We're not dating"
I could feel my heart break when he said that. I looked at the ground, i think i was about to cry. I then felt his arms wrap around my waist which left me confused.
"To be dating i would have to take you out on a date." he said smiling "So Miss Demi Lovato, would you like to go out on a date with me tonight?"
My face felt like it was going to explode with the huge smile i had plastered across it. "Yes" i said grinning "I would love to"
"Great" he said smiling just as big "I'll pick you up at 7"
"Wait, what are we gonna be doing?" i asked.
"Can't tell you" he said.
"Well what will i wear?"
"Casual clothes"
"Okay" i said flashing him a smile "Well i gotta go, i told Sarah i would meet her later"
"Well i'll see you tonight" he said giving me a peck on the lips.
"See you tonight"
