Forever and Always

Chapter 7

Dani's POV

The rest of the week was all basically the same routine. Demi and I spent as much time as possible. Every now and then we'd sneak away from the crowd and make out. On our last day we all had a sleep over, guys too, and hung out. When the day came to leave, Demi called for a car and rode with me to the airport.

"You could've just gone back to L.A you know. I would've been fine," I told her.

"Really?" She smirked and scooted closer. "You would've been fine without this?" Demi kissed me long and slow. When she pulled away I bit my lip.

"Now that you mention it, no," I said and smiled.

"I wish you could just go home with me," Demi said and rested her head on my shoulder.

"Me too," I sighed and kissed the top of her head. "We'll see each other at Christmas though, right?"

"That's such a long time though."

"Baby, that's just a month." Demi groaned and I laughed. "You sound like a little kid who didn't get what she wants for dinner."

"Actually, I'm an adult who isn't going to get what she wants for dessert." Demi said in a low seductive voice and started kissing my neck. I moaned and she shifted to a better position on the seat. She nipped her way up my neck and I turned my head and she bit my lip. Demi placed her hand on my thigh and I adjusted my position.

"Baby," I moaned against her mouth. The moment my mouth opened, her tongue entered without hesitation. My hand moved up and down her curves and Demi moaned softly when they stopped on her breasts.

"We have to stop," I whispered against her mouth.

"Why?" She pulled away to ask but continued kissing.

I pulled away and she kissed down my neck.

"We aren't alone, Demi," I said and looked at the driver. She pulled back and looked over at him.

"He has earbuds in," she said and he looked at us in the rear view mirror. He smiled, humor and understanding written on his face. He took an earbud out.

"I'm trying to give you guys as much privacy as possible." The driver winked at us. He was maybe in his 50's and resembled a sort of skinnier, younger version of Santa Clause. "I understand you girls wanting a goodbye kiss in private. I know about Demi and it completely make sense that you kids don't want that publicity. And don't worry about me peeking, I've been with my boyfriend for 25 years and I don't plan on changing anything." And with that he winked and put his earbud back in.

I laughed along with Demi and she looked back at me. She didn't kiss me though. She just put her hand on my cheek and leaned forward until her forehead rested against mine.

"25 years," she whispered. It was so quiet I almost didn't hear it and I don't think I was supposed to, but I did and I don't think I could have ever been happier.

I heard her sniff and I pulled back to look at her. "Are you crying?"

"No," Demi quickly said and wiped a tear away. "I just have...allergies."

I laughed and she smiled. "Why are you all of a sudden getting allergies?"

"I'm just going to miss you," Demi said and another tear escaped her eye. I wiped it away and smiled at her.

"You're such a sap," I joked and she playfully punched my arm. "We'll talk everyday, as much as we can. We can FaceTime and call each other. And then we'll see each other for Christmas. It'll all be ok."

"And you promise me you'll eat and you won't self-harm?"

I hesitated. I didn't want to make the promise because I had a feeling I would break it. Breaking a promise to someone isn't something I like doing, especially if that someone is Demi Lovato.