Two Pieces. (Cher Lloyd and Demi Lovato.)

Chapter Twenty-Four.

Cher Lloyd’s POV.

“Cher baby, wake up.” Demi whispered softly in my ear. We must have slept for 3 hours because she performed in London the night before. “Don’t make me tickle you.” She said as she put her hand under my shirt.
“I’m up, I’m up.” I groaned which made her laugh.
“Come on, it’s my last day here before going back to LA!”
“I know.” I turned my head and looked at her. I could not help but smile. Her hair was wrapped in a very messy bun and she had her glasses on.
“What?” She smiled.
“You look so cute.” I said and she shook her head. She pecked my lips and got up.
“You have 5 minutes!”
“Oh come on what do you think we are going to do? It’s just a rainy day in London.”
“And?”
“And it’s raining. We could just stay here and watch movies.” I said and she smiled. She crawled back on the bed and laid on top of me.
“Maybe you are right.” She whispered against my lips and started to kiss me. “Maybe we could just spend the day doing this.” She said as she was leaving kisses on my neck and started playing with the hem of my shirt. “But it’s a rainy day, which means no one is going to be in the streets.” She said and got up quickly.
“Tease!”
“That’s why you love me.” She said and left the bedroom. I shook my head and got up too. I took a shower quickly and got dressed. “Okay, what do you want to do?” I asked her as I was drying my hair.
“You are the English one here, surprise me.” She said smiling and I nodded.
“Okay, go get ready.” She got up from the couch, gave me a quick kiss and ran back to the bedroom. We left my flat around 30 minutes later. We walked to the car Demi rented.
“Where are you going?” She asked as she was about to get in the car.
“Do you really believe we are going to take a car you have to drive when I’m the one in charge of what we are going to do?” I said and started walking out of the garage. Demi laughed, grabbed my arm and kissed me. “What was that for?” I said breathless when she pulled away.
“I won’t be able to do it soon and you look so cute when you are all serious, bossy.” She pecked my lips and we went out in the street. I took my umbrella out of my bag and opened it. “Now that it's raining more than ever. Know that we'll still have each other. You can stand under my umbrella!” She sang as she linked her arm with mine, under my umbrella.
“You know, we didn’t need that Rihanna part.”
“Ella ella, ay ay ay. Under my umbrella. Ella ella, ay ay ay. Under my umbrella.” She continued and I started running. “Come on that’s not nice!” Demi yelled as she was running after me. “Why did you have to run?” She asked, trying to catch her breath.
“Why did you have to sing Rihanna?”
“Oh come on, it was the most appropriate song to sing. Now I’m soaking wet. I’m singing in the raaaaaaaaain.” She sang at the top of her lungs.
“Oh God, why did I agree to take you out?”
“Because you love me!” She said as she started dancing under the rain, she suddenly stopped when she realized what we were going to do. “Oh, Cher freaking Lloyd, you are a genius! Are we seriously going to a sightseeing tour around London?” She said with a huge smile.
“Yup.” I smiled and Demi kissed me quickly.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you. You are the best! It’s the first time I’m actually gonna be a tourist!” She said smiling. The bus finally arrived and I took her hand. We walked to the back of the bus and sat down. “I'm so excited and I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it.”
“Oh come on.” I said and Demi kissed my cheek.
“You are the best.” Spending the rest of day sightseeing London with Demi was like spending the day with an over-excited 4 years old who was going to a zoo. She was adorable though, and seemed so happy. We finally were back in my flat at 7pm. Both of us exhausted.
“What do you wanna eat?”
“Oh I don’t really care baby, just some pasta will be perfect.” She said and I nodded. “Cher! Wait.” She walked to me and hugged me tightly. “Thank you for today, it was amazing. You are amazing, I love you.” She kissed me gently and smiled lovingly at me making me blush.
“I love you too.” I whispered and pecked her lips. When her phone started to ring, she let go of me and went to take the call. I walked in the kitchen and started making pasta. 10 minutes later, I walked back to the living room where Demi was staring into space.
“I have to go back to LA.” She said, her voice shaking.
“Now?”
“Yeah.” She got up, took a deep breath and looked at me. “My father died.”