Imagine. Your birthday. Part 2.

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The night of the party came.

You and your best friend walk into the venue, the room you hired is packed full of all your real life close friends, your twitter lovatic friends and your family. Rocking out to the music, you suddenly notice your best friend had disappeared. You thought maybe she'd gone to the bathroom, so you carry on dancing. Wrong. She'd gone go meet demi for your huge surprise.

"Ahh omg I'm so nervous!" Demi squeals.

"You're gonna make her whole life complete. You have NO idea"

"Aww I can't wait to get in there!" Demi smiles.

Your best friend comes back into the room, demi knows her cue of when to reveal herself. You feel your best friend grip onto your hand, she knew what was coming. And so did your mum and dad.

The lights went pitch black, a screen lit up with a picture of you on it. Your parents had arranged a montage movie to be played. The pictures and videos started playing, when the piano tune of nightingale started playing in the background. Your stomach was in knots, just because you knew it was a Demi song. You noticed the tune was unusually long, wondering when the song would break into Demi's voice. Demi was behind the door with max taking a deep breath before revealing herself to you. "Let's do this!" She shrieked.

Then, in the distance (demi was holding the microphone at arms length so it sounded she was in the distant, then getting closer to you) she started singing nightingale. "I can't sleep tonight, wide awake and so confused. Everything's in line, but I'm bruised. I need a voice to echo, I need a light to take me home. I kinda need a hero, is it you?"

Your heart sinks into the deep pit of your stomach, hands sweating, heart racing. You could tell that it was obviously Demi's LIVE voice. You panic, wanting to turn around, your best friend grabs your arms and stops you until the lights come on and demi gets to the chorus. It gets louder, "can you be my nightingale? Sing to me, I know you're there. You could be my sanity, bring me peace send me to sleep. Say you'll be my nightingale."

Just as that line finishes, demi got louder towards the end. Demi is just centimetres stood behind you. You get a smell of a luscious new perfume you hadn't smelt before. The lights came on and your best friend released you so you could turn around, to see this smiling at you. http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7zu63pRAb1rbnibvo1_500.gif

You just collapse to your knees. Crying, sobbing with happiness. Demi bends down to grab you in her arms. Hugs you tight and says "happy birthday y/n".

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 18, 2014 ⏰

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