Demi Lovato Imagines

Begin Again

All my life, I've loved her. Demi Lovato. What changed? I found out she's my birth mother. See, anyone would be happy to find out their birth parent was a celebrity but it only made things worse me. I get bullied enough as it is at the orphanage without them finding out about that too. Yes, it's not my mom's fault that I get bullied but her being famous really doesn't help.

"Girls, dinner is ready!" Miss McAdams shouts up the stairs to be closely followed by a herd of hungry girls. By the time I had got down there, every seat at the table was taken and the girls were gathered around the food covered table like vultures around a dead animal. Ugh, I'm not even gonna try and get anything, I'll just be pushed out again like always. I climbed the stairs to my room I had all to myself due to the size. It only had my bed and a desk in but it was my favourite place to be alone. The walls were once painted white but were faded and covered with posters of celebrities. I loved it since it was the only place I could be myself in.

I didn't realise I had fell asleep until Miss McAdams was perched on the side of my bed and stroking my hair. "Good morning sleepy head" she said whilst lightly giggling then a small smile spread across her face. She was always so nice to me and she was beautiful. In her early 20s with moussey brown hair and blonde highlights that she always wore curled and the most piercing blue eyes. But don't take her looks for granted, she can be scary!

She shortly left my room after opening the curtains, allowing the morning sunlight to flood in and waking me up more. I got myself ready and put on my favourite outfit of my pastel yellow crop top with a black bow on, my black skate skirt and some cute black ballet pumps. I slowly climbed down the stairs and went to the kitchen to see nobody was down there except me and Miss McAdams but she was talking to a woman. I stood and looked at her, trying to figure out who it was but I wouldn't be able to without getting closer.

"There she is!" Miss McAdams exclaimed when she saw me before pulling me into a tight hug. She looked super happy to see me, like we had just been reunited after years of not seeing eachother. The mystery woman soon turned around. It's her. My birth mom. Demi Lovato.

"Can someone explain what's going on please?" I ask them. I'm now sat in a small room next to Demi in front of a small table, with Miss McAdams on the other side, I'm silence. Talk about awkward?! Demi looked at me and smiled, I quickly diverted my gaze away from her. "Oh yes, so as you already kno-" Miss McAdams said before I interrupted her "Yes, Demi is my birth mom. I know. It still doesn't explain why she's here!" They looked at eachother and nodded as if they knew what eachother were thinking.

"I've come back for you baby," Demi said, smiling afterwards. I can't believe it. My mind is in 2 right now. Yes, it's great that she's come back and I get to leave the bullies behind but the orphanage is the place I've called home for so long. I don't know why I'm saying I'll miss it, Demi will probably bring me back anyway. It's not as if she hasn't put me here herself in the first place. I sat there emotionless from all my thoughts and trying to evaluate the situation enough to think of an appropriate reaction.

"Baby?" Demi asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. She has her arm around me and it feels so safe. I bet cuddling into her feels amazing but I can't do that yet... can I? Hell, she's my birth mom that cane back for me! Surely she'd appreciate a cuddle from her daughter right? I slowly lean into her more and wrap my arms around her. She puts her other arm around me, pulling me into a secure hug. I felt like nothing could ever hurt me again and I didn't want to ever let go.

"Momma?" I looked up to her and smiled with tears in my eyes. She looked down at me and smiled before embracing me again in a nice warm hug before whispering "Let's go home baby girl, just you and me... let's begin again"