Miss Independent: A Demi Lovato Adoption Story |Under Editing| ✔️

Miss Photo Shoot

Kalani wanted to have some fun with this, and once Yasmin fell asleep she took her chance. "So Nick, how are you feeling?" She asked. Nick cocked an eyebrow, but rolled her eyes.

"I'm good?" He said unsure as to what was going on.

"I bet you are after what happened this morning." Kalani giggled. Demi snapped her arm back to Kalani and slapped her leg.

"What?" Nick asked, clueless.

"I'm just saying, if I had my girlfriend on her knees at 9 AM I'd be pretty good too." She finished. Nicks cheeks turned bright red.

"KALANI!" Demi yelled. Kalani burst out laughing with no remorse.

"I show no mercy. You kept me up all night screaming bloody murder, so I deserve this." Kalani fought back.

"Shut the hell up." Demi snapped. Kalani saw she was serious, and sat back in her seat starting to text Jake.

Kali: Hey babe.
Jake: Hey Kali.
Kali: Whatcha doin?
Jake: Chillen w/ Amanda, and Maddie.
Kali: Oh, fun.
Jake: Nah, I wish Amanda would take her friend somewhere. They're talking about some face award thingy.

Kalani burst out laughing, and looked out her window to see they were pulling up to a studio.

Kali: I have to go. TTYL!
Jake: K. I love you.
Kali: I love you too.

Kalani pushed her phone in the diaper bag, and lightly pulled Isaac out of his car seat. She hopped out of the SUV, and walked behind Demi. "Wow." Kalani breathed. "Mom, what are we doing here?" She asked, holing Isaac on her hip.

"Photo shoot. Family Photo shoot." She smiled. Yasmin beamed, and squirmed to get out of Nicks arms. Once he put her down it was Game Over. Yasmin ran around gushing, over the make up, and outfits.

"SO COOL!!!" Yasmin screamed at the top of her lungs. Demi smiled, as the photographer, Raymond, came in.

"Ah, Demi! I thought I heard your Marc Jacobs against the floor." The short, Filipino man said, coming in the room.

"Hey Ray. These are my kids, Kalani and Yasmin. The baby is Isaac, Kalani's son. And of course you know Nick." Demi introduced everyone.

"Alright, let's get started. Demi, Nick! Come, come!"
Raymond called. Kalani, and Yasmin sat on the couch as Nick and Demi took their couple photos. Fifteen minutes later, Yasmin and Kalani joined Demi, replacing Nick for all girls photos. After, Demi left and the sister got their sister photos together. Then, Nick and Isaac took some pictures. Next everyone got in and took a couple family photos. "Now, we do individuals." Ray shouted over the fan. The list went, Nick, Demi, Kalani, Yasmin, then Isaac. After the photo shoot Demi took the girls home, and Nick went to Joe's got a bit.

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"I'm gonna order Italian Delight, what do you guys want?" Demi said through the intercom.

"Demi something's wrong with Yasmin!" Kalani screamed. Demi sprinted up the stairs, taking them 2 at a time. Quickly, she bursted into Yasmin's room. Nothing. They went to Kalani's room. Nothing. She went to Isaacs nursery, and Yasmin was lying on the floor in Kalani's arms.

"What's wrong?" Demi asked, going into full on mommy mode.

"She has Asthma, but she lost her inhaler in the move," Kalani explained quickly.

"Get me a hot wet rag and an empty water bottle." Demi instructed, pulling Yasmin off the floor and carrying her to her room. Instinctually, she shoved the covers out of the way, and laid Yasmin on the bed.

"Why do you need this stuff?" Kalani asked.

"Asthma is just spasms of the the lungs. The hot wet rag is to relax the muscles. The water bottle is a spacer for the inhaler," (A/N all this is completely made up. DO NOT try this at home. I can't guarantee it will work. Just Sayin.) Demi said. Kalani nodded and watched Demi cut the end off the bottle off, and pull out a red inhaler. She stuck the end of the inhaler in the top of the water bottle, and the cut end gently over Yasmin's mouth. After a couple of puffs Yasmin started to cough, and come through.

"How did you learn to do that?" Kalani asked, drying off Yasmin's chest, and helping her put her shirt back on.

"When my sister was little, this would happen to her, and I would watch my mom do that," Demi explained.

"Now that I'm not dying, how about to that Italian Delight?" Yasmin said, with a giggle. Demi and Kalani couldn't help but to laugh and take her down stairs to order food.