Demi Lovato's Maternal Instints

The Decision

Demi's POV

I was on my way to my house. On my way through the drive i got a familier feeling. I passed through the local orphanage for girls. That little feeling fluttered in my stomach. I get this feeling every once in a while. The orphanage looked kind off sad. Of course it was sad, but, how could some people give away their little girls?

I mean, They are just precious gifts from above. No child should be given away. Unless that child was taken away for a reason. Like for example abuse. No child should ever go through that. A child should feel care and love by their parents instead of fear and hopelessness.

As I park in my driveway I keep fighting with my thoughts. I had just finished recording DEMI and it came out a few days ago. Now I have some time before tour starts so it gets pretty lonely here. I started thinking about the little girls in the orphanage again.

I've always wanted to have a babygirl. But a baby? right now isn't the time. I've always wanted someone to snuggle with at night. After hours of thinking my head jumped to a conclussion. I wanted to adopt a little girl. But I have to run that idea by management.

I checked the time to see that it is 2:27 a.m. I decided to finally go to sleep, then tomorrow I can start getting ready gor the adoption.

I woke up this morning to my alarm for 10:00a.m. I got up and brushed my teeth and ran downstairs to eat breakfast. I made coffee and waffles as I started dialing the number to call my manager, Nikki. Four rings later she answered the phone. "Hey Demi". "Hey Nikki... listen I need to ask you something" I said into the phone as I sat my plate down at the table. "If it's for permission to change your hair, yes.... and if you're gonna call for that, might as well call every two seconds." She rambled making me laugh.

"No, It's not that... I just wanted to ask you..." I paused as I took a deep breath. "Say it already Dems." "Can I adopt a little girl?" I asked obviously scared about her answer. "Demi ofcourse you can." she said. I didn't expect that. I thought she'd call me crazy of something like that. "Thanks you so much Nikki" I yelled into the phone. "Your welcome.... just make sure I get to meet her" she giggled. "Okay bye" I said hanging up.

I finished my breakfast as fast as possible. Took a shower and dressed in some black jeans, grey shirt, leather jacket, high heeled boots and jewlery. I got in my car and drove for about an hour to the orphanage. I'm ready to adopt my little girl.