Take My Picture

Chapter seven

"Hi, I'm Demi. It's nice to meet you" I shook her hand and smiled telling her it was nice to meet her too. Then it clicked. She's Demi Lovato. The person Brinley is a little bit obsessed with. Well a lot actually, that would explain her shock and excitement. She's probably so mad for being left behind.

"Wait as in Demi Lovato?" I finally voiced my realisation. She just nodded and smiled, but it defiantly wasn't as natural and real as earlier; I think she was more comfortable when I didn't recognise her. With that, I decided to just act as if she was just a normal person I don't know. Which is what she is anyway.

"Oh, I'm Harriet by the way," I tell her realising that I still hadn't introduced myself. "So why did you kidnap me? My friend is out there and she's probably gonna kill me when I get back cause she's a little bit obsessed with you." She looked a little taken aback but how blunt I was but she also looked genuinely happy that I didn't go all fan girl on her.

"Oh yeah. I want those photos you took, and I know you weren't supposed to be taking photos from behind the barrier," she smirked at my shocked face after hearing that. So fucking busted. "I figured the only way I'd get them was to get them off you now," She continued still with the smirk on her face.

I stood wide-eyed and mouth hanging open. How the fuck did she know? Demi just laughed at me. Sirah walked up behind Demi and asked what she was laughing at. I managed to pull myself together and answer her because Demi was laughing too much to answer. It can't be that funny, can it?

"She's laughing at me" I turned to Sirah.

"Why, what happened?" She questioned.

"I don't get why it's so funny, but I sort of, maybe, accidentally snuck in behind the barrier and pretended I was a photographer that was allowed to be there so I could try and take some photos. Demi here just informed me that she knew the whole time that I want actually allowed to be there." I explained. "Apparently my shocked face is funny enough to elicit this response." I pointed over to Demi who was just now calming down.

"Accidentally?" She looked at me questioningly with a small smirk on her face. I just smile and shrugged. "She gets a bit like this sometimes, just ignore her she'll stop eventually. I'm Sirah by the way." She gave a little wave as she picked up her water bottle. "So wait why did you sneak in and how? So much for security hey?" She laughed. Demi had finally calmed down and joined us on the couch.

"I'm Harriet, and my friend suggested that I do it, so I just walked in like I owned the place and flashed my camera. He didn't even look twice. I've never done it before, I've never even taken this kind of photo before." I explained to them. Sirah just laughed and Demi still had that smirk on her face.

"Wait so how did you know she wasn't supposed to be there Demi?" Sirah turned to Demi giving her a questioning look.

"I watched her come out of the crowd and you didn't have a pink wristband." Demi shrugged as if it was the most obvious answer, which it kinda is. "I was gonna call security but you didn't seem to recognise me and I wanted to know if you'd get away with it," Demi explained her reason for letting me stay.

"Well, I'd definitely say I got away with it." I laughed. I don't know when it happened but I wasn't sitting down anymore, I was walking around the dressing room. If I had stayed sitting any longer I would probably have annoyed the shit out of them with my bouncing knees. "Speaking of the crowd, I should probably go back there. My friend is gonna hate me enough as it is." I say as I walk back towards the door to head out to the crowd. Demi stopped me by grabbing my arm and handing me a piece of paper.

"I trust you're not gonna go and sell this online or anything. It was nice to meet you, Harriet." Demi smiled as I turned to keep walking and shoved the piece of paper into my back pocket.