Demi.

Demi part 9

Demi's POV.

Mila just left my room. She left me thinking how crazy this is. I HAVE to talk to someone. I know I can't call Mila. She just left, plus she probably hates me. Her parents left her because of me. My family is too far way, but they'll be in tomorrow. But I know I can't wait. There's something huge I have to tell someone. The biggest confession of my career. It will leave me being the most hated person of all time too. I try not to start sobbing at knowing this, and instead try to think of who I could call. Then I remember. When I was in and out of sleep, a lot of people came by to see me. I only remember one of the people. I didn't know him, and I honestly can't remember a lot about him, but he was very attractive. Eye candy, I think some would say. I remember he left a piece of paper with something on it, so I rummaged around trying to find it. After a few minutes of searching I found it on my nightstand side table thing. He left his phone number on it, and a little note saying "call me when u need 2 talk". I wonder how he knew I was going to need to? So I called the number. 223-2014 (I knew the area code already so he didn't leave that). After one ring someone picked up. "Hello?" "Hi" I said. "I uh, I'm.... I'm Demi." There was a moment of silence before..."Demi!! I thought you weren't ever going to call! It's been four days. Wow. So I guess you need to talk?" When he said that I burst into tears. "This isn't gonna be good for over the phone. I'll be there in thirty minutes." Then he hung up. True to his word, he got here in thirty minutes. When he waked in and saw me, he smiled the most adorable smile. "Hey Demi. So what's on your mind?" My heart was pounding. Gosh, he was cute. "I need to talk to someone. About something. But first I need to know your name." "Well, " He said. "I guess you should want to know that huh?" He smiled that smile again. "I'm Nick. Nick Jonas."