Saved By You- A Demi Lovato Fanfiction

Chapter 6 Part 3

Demi POV

My heart aches as I hear Colton's voice for the first time in awhile. I miss him... A lot.

"Demi?" He says.

"Sorry... Uh hi. Um... How are you?"

"I'm good. You?"

"Good." I say.

"Good."

"Yeah..." It's quiet for a minute and I hear Gracie say "say something" in the background.

"So... Are you in LA?"

"Yeah... I'm gonna start recording again soon so I need to talk to my manager and stuff." I say.

"Cool."

"Yeah... So what about you?"

"Not much... Just hanging around the house."

"Liar." Gracie says in the background.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing. Just forget about it."

"Okay..." It's quiet again.

"I'm sorry I didn't call... I just got busy and..."

"It's okay." I say cutting him off. It gets quiet again.

"This is awkward." He says. I laugh.

"Yeah. Little bit."

"Well I guess I'll let you talk to Gracie..."

"Gracie's not here!" I hear Grace yell in the background. I laugh a little.

"Uh... She left."

"Yeah. I figured." I hear my manager yell that she's coming. "I have to go but I'll talk to you later?"

"Yeah sure."

"Okay. Bye." I hang up and my manager walks in. We set up a few sessions. The next two weeks I'm gonna spend writing in LA. Then I'm gonna go to Miami cause some people who my team wants me to collaborate with are in Miami. I'm gonna spend about three to four weeks there and then I'll finish it up in LA. After that I'm gonna go on my first headlining tour. That's way down the road though. After my meeting I go back home and get ready to sleep cause tomorrow I move into the sober living house.

Colton POV

I hang up and Gracie comes back down."

"What the hell?" She says.

"What?" I ask.

"Why aren't you still on the phone?"

"Cause she had to go." She sits down and stares at me. "What?"

"Why don't you just ask her out."

"Grace. This isn't a little middle school thing like it is for you. I'm nineteen, she's eighteen, she's one of the biggest stars in the world... I can't just ask her out."

"Why not?"

"... Alright. I'm going to LA."

"Yeah!" She says. I call dad and he's not coming home tonight. He has to work until the morning. I hang up.

"Gracie pack a bag! Your coming with me!" I yell upstairs.

"Okay!" She yells back. We pack our bags and we start driving. I don't have time to wait for a damn plane...

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~Ashley