Just Friends.
Those are the only words that have been going through your head for what seemed like days.
It was only eight days ago that you went to Demi's house for a sleepover. She invited a bunch of her friends, some you knew some you never even heard of.
You got to Demi's place real early, make that three hours early.
You only went that early cause Demi texted you and said she wanted you over first.
You had gotten there and when Demi opened the door she was already in her Pj's.
She was wearing REALLY short shorts.
She had engulfed you in a huge hug but you were to focused on not exposing yourself.
You've had a major crush on Demi for what seems like a hundred years, but you only met three years ago.
You werent one for first impressions but even you had to admit that your first impression on Demi was by far the worst EVER.
You had met Demi three years ago at a small rave.
It wasn't anything huge, maybe eighty people were there, seventy at the least.
You had partied WAY too hard.
You were shit faced when you started to dance, Demi had saw you and kind of panicked because some guy was trying to take advantage of you.
She had came over and acted like your friend, she drove you home and left her number.
You texted her the next morning and thanked her, you've been friends ever since.
Anyways, Demi had moved and let you in and you followed her to the kitchen.
She had been trying to make pizza but she failing horribly. She ended up ordering pizza in the end, it wasn't a bad idea lets say that.
Around three hours later a bunch of Demi's friends came over.
You had sat awkwardly while everyone conversed. You only became calm when Demi sat behind you. She had sat behind you and pulled you against herself.
Once she did that people started to acknowledge you. You answered every time with a very shy voice. Demi found it funny and giggled each time.
You turned over your shoulder and stuck your tongue out at her.
After a while everyone started to play games. The games ranged from truth or dare to seven minutes in heaven. You panicked when everyone wanted to play seven minutes in heaven.
If you got paired with Demi you would die.
You never got paired with anyone and nor did Demi.
In fact you never got chose for any of the games.
You only got chose once spin the bottle started.
You guys were playing a mix of spin the bottle and truth or dare.
Demi had leaned back against the couch and had pulled you along with her. you had scooted your body so that you could rest your head on her lap.
Demi had looked at you and shook her head.
They kept spinning the bottle but you couldn't see it, after another spin you had wished you were able to see.
"wait is Demi's turn or Y/n?" one of Demi's friends asked. You had looked back at Demi and shrugged.
Demi held her fist up and you sighed. Rock, paper, scissors, her go to move.
You did it eight times because you kept getting a tie.
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Demi Lovato one shots
RandomThese are being made because through out the day my mind runs wild and comes up with little story lines, there's not enough to make one story so why not make tiny ones. Anyways enjoy these one shots. (PS. most likely with just be the y/n thing) {may...