They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Fifty One

I sighed at the sight. "You're here already,"

She smiled at me and nodded "Dude, you are in deep shit." Demi says, walking into the hotel room.

"I know that already, I don't need you to remind me." I replied, closing the door and walked behind her.

"You should see the amount of paps outside, it was crazy!" She bragged, shaking her head.

"You went through the front door?" I guessed in disbelief "Never mind. You're here already which is a relief."

"I know, God. But you really are in deep shit." She continued "deep fucking shit."

"Stop it." I snapped.

Faint footsteps was heard coming slowly into the room making me and Demi turn our heads to the direction.

Miley walked out shyly out of the bedroom with a smile, her eyes are a bit swollen which I guessed was due from the crying. Her gaze was fixed on Demi and I looked at her to see that she was staring at Miley in disgust.

I cleared my throat and both girls turned to me. "I invited Demi over," I explained to Miley and she nodded.

"I recognized your voice from the bedroom, I thought I'd come by to say hi." She said sweetly and Demi rolled her eyes.

"Hi." Demi spat bitterly and pulled on a fake smile.

Miley looked down to her feet before looking at me "I'll leave now," She said, her voice was so low I could barely hear her.

Miley went back into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. After I had the door clicking I instantly turned to Demi. "Why can't you be nice to her?" I snapped.

"Were you being nice to her and that's how you had sex?" She replied with her brows arched.

"It's not her fault." I quickly said  and Demi was taken back my reply. "Oh, ho." She chuckled, her eyes widened sarcastically "You're defending her? Really? So she fucked up your career and your relationship and you say it's not her fault? What, did she hypnotize you or did you hit your head?!"

I look away from Demi and shook my head in disbelief before looking right into her eyes. "You may have issues with her, but that doesn't mean I have to have one too." I replied.

Demi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. I sighed and shrugged "You were great friends with her." I reminded and she looked at me violently "Well, the bitch fucked up." She spat.

I sighed and decided to drop the subject. I wanted to ask her what had gone down between them but Demi is such a stubborn person she'll probably end up telling me to fuck off.

"So, is it true?" Demi suddenly asked.

I snapped out of my daze and studied her expression. "Uh, which part?" I asked.

Demi looked at me seriously and with disgust. "You dated her?" She said as she gestured to the bedroom door. I followed her gaze and back to her face "Y-yeah." I replied silently.

Demi scoffed in disbelief. "What is it with you? She's a mess!"

"So are you." I mumbled under my breath.

"What did you say?!" She roared and I shook my head innocently. Demi glared at me and sighed. "What did Olivia say?" She asked.

I scratched the back of my neck as I shook my head. "We talked on the phone and the only thing she wanted to know was if it was true. She's coming here in while." I replied and Demi managed a smile.

"You'll work things out." She assured as she patted my shoulder, comforting me. I nodded and tilt my head to one side to check on the bedroom door that's completely shut.