Life On Tour

Five

Demi's pov

I stared at Callie's grey, blue eyes and wanted to fall in them. I always thought grey made them look cloudy and dull but somehow they make her eyes that much more endearing.

"Callie.."

She was staring up at me and I felt my heart start to race, she was so close and I could just lean down and kiss her.

Except she's Callie and I'm me and why would she want me, not when she could get anybody she wants.

I leaned in, my body reacting faster than my brain could process. I just kept inching forward, her breath hot against my lip and only getting warmer.

"Demi..." she softly spoke.

It was like I was trapped, completely consumed by this girl and I couldn't quite figure out why.

I wanted to make her happy, I wanted to take away whatever it was that still haunted her.

Was this just me trying to fix what was broken? Or had I actually fallen for this girl so quickly.

My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest as she breathed softly underneath me. Deciding this was it, I kept leaning forward; determined to find out how soft her lips really were.

"Excuse me, ma'am, are you two okay?"

I huffed in annoyance and pushed myself off the floor, a smile already plastered on my face.

"Yes, thank you, we just tripped" the man politely smiled before turning and walking back towards the bar.

I reached my hand down and offered it to Callie, who took it and began straightening out her clothes.

"I'm sorry I fell on you" I offered.

Callie smiled softly at me and shook her head "It's not your fault, I made you trip. Are you okay?"

I looked at her, her breathing was even and she looked calm enough. My own heart was still trying to rip itself out of my chest and I could feel how hot and red my cheeks must look.

"I'm okay, I had something to fall on. Do you still want you coffee?"

Getting coffee was the last thing on my mind, but I knew that's what we came for. Callie softly shook her head, no, but she still walked through and sat at a lone table.

"Callie...?"

Callie's pov

"I just don't want to go back right now, you don't have to stay Demi" I shrugged.

She smiled at me and sat down opposite me "Of course I'll stay, are you okay?"

I wanted desperately to sit down and tell Demi everything. The nightmares, the phone calls and the constant reminders littered over my body.

Except I couldn't do that to her, not on tour and not when she's so precious to so many. She deserves so much better than me, and I needed to make her believe that.

I ran my right hand over my left forearm, the cold making my scars hurt and itch. Demi smiled at me softly and I immediately pulled my arm away.

"Do you want a drink?" My hands had been my main focus and my eyes snapped up to Demi's.

"Um, yeah, just a um. A hot chocolate, with extra marshmallows"

Demi's smile lit up her features and she stood up from the table "Just wait here okay? Don't go anywhere"

I nodded softly and rubbed my hands together to warm them up.

I needed to get a hold on my stupid emotions and my stupid mind. I couldn't keep thinking about my past.