Demi Imagines

Fan

You don't even know how you ran across her, but you're glad you did...

"So, hello to my dedicated two—oh fuck you, Mom." She makes a face and rolls her eyes. "Dedicated one viewer," she says with a grin. "I don't even know why I still try to do this," she laughs. She sweeps her black hair over her shoulder and lets out a breath.
She's sitting on her bed with her legs crossed.
You can't remember how you ran across her—probably a wrong click in YouTube. But ever since you first saw her cursing up a storm in a recorded livestream, you've been absolutely smitten. You sometimes talk a bit on Twitter, but nothing too much.
You've learned a bit about her. She can sing. Like a fucking angel with a set of the strongest pipes you've ever heard. She loves dogs—especially her little black dog, Batman.
Obviously, the only reason she does these livestreams is because she's bored and likes to sing. Plus, she now knows you, and she probably enjoys talking to you.
"So, y/n, how are you doing today?" she asks, resting her chin in her hand.
You start typing in the live chat.
Good. You?
"I'm fine. Bored as fuck." She rolls her eyes.
Have you written any new songs?
"I actually have! Remember a week ago when those random haters hopped in?"
Yeah
"I wrote a song about them," she replies with a smirk, and you raise an eyebrow.
I wanna hear
"Actually, you know what? They don't deserve to hear it like this. Skype me," she says, and you gasp softly. Fuck, is this really happening?
okay
"I'll dm you on Twitter," she says, grabbing her phone and starting to type.
You get a message from her with her Skype ID.
"Welp, I'm signing off from here to give my real Lovatic a special show. Wait, that sounded wrong," she laughs, but she rolls her eyes and ends the livestream.
You quickly go into Skype before typing in her ID and sending her a request. A moment later, she suddenly calls you, taking you by surprise.
You fix your hair quickly and answer.
"Oh fuck, you're so hot," she immediately blurts out when she sees you, and you feel your cheeks flush. "Oh god, I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine," you laugh, and her eyes widen.
"Your voice is so cute. Fuck, I didn't know you were like this," she says.
"Thank you," you reply, feeling giddy.
"Okay, okay, so I wanted to privately give you a show," she says before letting out a breath. "Not in a sexual way. God, I need to stop describing it like that."
"That's okay," you chuckle.
She grins before clearing her throat and starting to sing.
"Now I'm out here looking like revenge."
She looks so hot when she's singing.
"Feelin' like a 10, the best I ever been."
She continues with the song, only clapping her hands occasionally and otherwise doing it completely a cappella.
Halfway through, she starts rapping, and you feel your heart skip a beat. Fuck, this is real.
Her eyes meet yours a few times, and she grins as she sings. She hits high notes that sends shivers down your spine.
"YOU'LL WAKE UP THE NEIGHBORS!" you hear from the next room.
"Shut up, Mom!" she yells back, huffing in annoyance. "Sorry about that," she says to you, but you shake your head.
"That was amazing."
"Really?" she asks, and you nod.
"Your voice is incredible."
"Thank you so much," she says, her eyes shining.
"You're welcome."
"Say, do you want to meet sometime?"
"Meet?" you repeat, and she nods.
"Yeah."
"That would be...that would be amazing."

A/N
part two hehe
I was actually thinking about making this kinda sci-fi but I decided that's for another time.