Life as a Secret *lesbian Story*

65

*Spencer's POV*

Hanna called Demi while I chilled in the hospital bed. I heard those heals and felt nervous.

Demi came into view, looking panicked and confused. 

She saw the set and we made eye contact.

"What the hell is going on?!" She shouted, passing the crew.

"SURPRISE!" Hanna, Safia and I yelled and Demi looked at me confused.

"What the hell is this?!" She demanded and I grinned.

"I'M AN ACTRESS!" I yelled and she blinked at me.

"You're such an asshole!" Demi exclaimed, running a hand through her dark locks. 

'Why?!"

"Because I thought you were hurt!" She pouted and I smiled.

"Awe! Even thought we broke up you still came and cared and were worried!" I cooed and she continued to pout.

"Well yeah, I love you" Demi frowned at me, her voices getting soft and cute.

I climbed out of the bed, and went to hug her.

Her shorter frame clung on to and the second I felt tears on me I felt really bad.

We fell to the floor together and I held her, and for some reason she was just sobbing. 

"Demi, why are you sobbing?" I frowned, combing the hair of her forehead so I could see her beautiful face. 

Her beautiful brown eyes looked up at me, filled with tears and her face looked to be in pure pain.

"I thought you were dying" She sniffled and I hugged her closer.

"I'm not dead Dems, I'm now an actress" I frowned, kissing her forehead by her hairline.

"Well not shit" She glared at me, whipping her tears.

"I want to kiss you so fucking badly because your look so sad and cute but I can't" I frowned and I saw that gleam in Demi's eye and before I know it, she was laying on top of me, so I was on the floor and her lips were on mine.

My arms wrapped around her back and when she pulled away and looked down at me she gave me a soft smile.

"I like you not dead" Demi giggled and I smirked, playing with hair.

"Me too" I smiled, looking at the upset girl in front of me who I use to call mine. 

"I don't think we're the dating type" Demi whispered, laying on my chest. 

"I don't think so either, but if we're not, then what are we?" I asked, laying on the set floor with Demi's head nuzzled into me.

"One girl who loves another girl who doesn't think we'll work out because this one girl is a bitch and isn't giving time to the lovely girl" Women glances up at me and I laughed.

"Spencer, I can't just let you walk away. That's what happened last time and you broke up with me. I can't just get up, and let you walk away. It's been 2 months and I don't know about you, but I had a really hard time seeing your Instagram's with other girls, hearing from friends how you were doing. I buried myself in work just to stop thinking about you! I can't just let you walk away from me again" Demi frowned and I remembered we were still snuggling on the set floor, my friends looking down at us. 

"Dems, we should probs get up" I suggested and she sighed, getting off of me. 

We got up and right when I stood on my feet, Demi clung to me again.

"Don't fake die ever again!" Demi scolded, looking me sternly in the eyes. 

"I never did! All I did was have Hanna call you, tell you the set coronets and such" I giggled and Demi smacked me.

"I genuinely thought you were dying! I've seen the area you live in" I scoffed at Demi, rolling my eyes and she glared at me.

"NEVER! Never do that EVER again!" Demi scolded and I sighed.

"I'm sorry! But I made the role on a TV Show!" I grinned and Demi congratulated me with a rough voice. 

Demi took my hand and pulled me somewhere off set so we were alone.

"We're not having sex in a closet!" I shut that down real quick when I saw one in view.

Demi giggled and shook her head.

"No! I don't wanna have sex with you" She laughed and I pouted.

"thanks" I grumbled and she giggled, pecking my cheek.

"I'd love to have Sex with you Spencer but not right now" She smiled and I starred at her.

"So what do you want?"

"Wanna talk to ya"

"About?"

"Us" Demi smiled and my heart started racing.

"Okay? Start talking"

"I don't know how to start" Demi giggled and I smiled.

"Try"

"Well uh . . . I don't wanna be your nothing, I wanna be your something. I know we haven't really dated, I know when we go on dates they don't always end the greatest. I don't think it's what we're doing wrong, I just think that date's aren't for us. We hang out, we don't date. I would rather see you in sweat pants eating a whole pizza by yourself, then see you all dressed up, eating a salad at an expensive restaurant. My favorite moments are the late nights in your apartment, not the sex or kissing or making out, but the talking and cuddling. I love YOU Not your Body - that's great too - but I want YOU don't some sort of version of you trying to impress me, or act like a famous person in public, I like you and want you. We both were trying to change for each other, and that's now how we fell in love. We weren't breaking each other's hearts . . . we were changing each other. You don't change who you love, and I love you" Demi spoke softly, watching me.

"Demi, I love you too but you don't understand. I want thing's you can't give me" I frowned and I saw Demi tense up. 

"What can't I give you?"

"A life outside my apartment" I informed and I wasn't expecting her reaction.

"Can I explain why? Without you fighting?" Demi questioned and I sighed, nodding. 

"I would love to have a life outside the apartment, but you were still a nobody to Hollywood, and I wish it was like that to me. But now that you're an actress - still mad at you, you're going to have to deal with it too. We both are going to have to deal with it. So either, we "go public" and deal with it twice as hard, or we stay how we are, still go out as "friends" and keep it hushed" Demi spoke and I sighed.

"Okay... well can I kiss and cuddle and hold your hand in public? If we're hushed?"

"You could, it would start rumors" Demi shrugged and I smiled.

"Are you saying we don't have to be public but we can kiss and cuddle and hold hands and hug and shit in public?!?!?!" I got really excided and Demi laughed, nodding.

"We got a downside to this though, I start tour next week" Demi informed and I frowned.

"I'm loosing you right as I got you" I pouted and Demi sighed, nodding.

"It will be a little while before I see you, and with you doing acting stuff now - still mad - plus your YouTube stuff, I don't know how we are going to make this work over the next year" 

"We'll make it work, I promise" I kissed Demi and grabbed her hand.

"Two months, never again please" Demi begged and I nodded.

I walked back to the girls with Demi; hand in hand and it felt great. 

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Written on: 3 / 13 / 18 & 3 / 14 / 18

Published on: 3 / 14 / 18

Word Count: 1314