Triple Take

17

"I'd like to announce this years Grammy Nominees"

"For Record Of The Year, we have: Adele - Hello. Beyonce - Formation. Lukas Graham - 7 Years. Rihanna Featuring Drake - Work, and Twenty One Pilots - Stressed Out."

"Next category is for Best Pop Vocal Album! First up again is Adele - 25. Justin Bieber - Purpose. Ariana Grande - Dangerous Woman. Sia - This Is Acting, and finally Demi Lovato - Confident."

I am frozen. Everyone is cheering and jumping around me... Yet, i'm still frozen. "I did it" Once it comes back into reality "Demi you did it" My family shout. I look at my mom and she's got tears in her eyes "You've worked so damn hard for this Demi!" She says. I see Lauren run towards me. She wraps her legs around me and kisses my lips "I'm so fucking proud of you baby" I hear her say. She drops down and I wrap my arms around her and I'm crying in her shoulder "We did it Lo" I say, she smiles "YOU did it Demi! This was all you my love" she replied.

The excitement had all died down. It was just me and Lauren out for lunch. "Uh babe?" She says "Yeah love?" I reply, scrolling through my Instagram "there's a report saying "Grammy Nominated Demi Lovato, cheating on her former girlfriend Lauren AGAIN? Check who she's cheating with!" I look up "What?" I reply, she shows me the phone "are you kidding me! This isn't even me" I say "why are you trying to cover up... They wouldn't lie" Lauren says. I stand up immediately "here's the money for the food. Don't fucking talk to me" I say "Demi wait" she replies "No, fuck you Lauren. You've ruined my day" I reply walking away. I catch an über home before driving over to Dinah's where I explain the situation. She invites the girls over, obviously Camila can't make it. Something's not right with her... I ignore it and we have a girls day. "we've got a surprise for you Demi" Ally says. I follow them through and there's a cake lit. I smile and start recording "Grammy Nominated artist Demi Lovato!!!" Lauren J shouts. I start laughing before posting it on my Snapchat story. "Thank you so much guys!" I say, we indulge in a group hug and Taylor (Lauren's sister) takes the picture of us "@ddlovato: my girls. I love you all so much. Thank you so much for supporting me in my achievement. Grammy nominated!! So glad to be working with you all on your next album!!" I post it - Harmonizers and Lovatics going crazy. "Is #DaurenLauregui" real???" People comment. Lauren and I take a picture "My favourite cuban American!! - NOT dating" I tweet, I laugh. "Thank you so much for this guys, I'll see you in the studio tomorrow" I say, we all hug before I leave. I stop at Starbucks on the way home and see E! News has updated "Demi Lovato was NOT cheating as allegations are dropped, because the picture isn't her and we were mistaken!" I screenshot it and send it to Lauren. Before posting it on instagram "I didn't cheat. It's not me. I love Lauren" I log out before locking my phone. I drive home and open the door. I smell something and it smells amazing. I see Lauren "I messaged Dinah to see when you'd be home, because I have a lot of making up to do... I had no right to accuse you, not today of all days. Not at all even. I didn't even read the post before accusing you. I just want this time to be right Demi. I know we've both made promises not to cheat but it's still scary. You're my everything and loosing you would break me. I'm so sorry Demzy,
I am..." She replies, I look at her and smile "It's okay, we need to just be positive. It's almost Christmas, we should be positive always. I'd never hurt you like that again Lauren, never. I don't even look at people the way I look at you. I look at you with full adoration because you're so fucking beautiful. I will NEVER love someone the way I do you" I finish, adding enthusiasm on the 'never'. She kisses my lips before we sit down to eat. "The fifth harmony girls made you a cake didn't they?" she asks, I nod smiling "They did, I say they but Ally is the baker from the group" I reply, she chuckles. After we have eaten and I have thanked her, we sit on the sofa and I'm scrolling through twitter until I get a message from Lauren Jauregui saying: