The Truth Of The Night (Demi Lovato Lesbian Fan-fiction)

Chapter 3

Skylar's POV

As I was driving us to Demi's place, I started to wonder what she was doing in Canada of all places. It's cold and rainy for 3 out of the 4 seasons.

"So what are you doing in Canada, if you don't mind me asking?" I said quite shyly.

"Well, since I have finished my tour and I have almost a year off, I thought I would take sometime to write more songs and take a break from all the flashing lights and buzz of the city." Demi said.

"But Vancouver? No one ever comes here, unless it’s to go skiing at whistler,” I said.

Demi replied, "When I did my show here in February, it was beautiful, and I fell in love with the city. I'm renting a nice apartment in the middle of Van City, on Robson St.".

I just smiled and started laughing. Demi looked at me with a confused look and said "What?" with blush forming on her cheeks.

"It's just..." I said with a smile. "Only the trying-to-be cool locals call it van city, its kinda cute haha".

"How am I supposed to know that? Stop making fun of me..." Demi said like a little kid. She was so adorable when she was embarrassed. I really liked Demi, I would never even think of talking to another person like this, but we clicked right away.

Demi’s POV

As we pulled into the underground parking, I totally forgot that my apartment was a complete disaster zone! I started to get a little nervous and worry. What Skylar would think of me now? I never get nervous! What is happening? Do I like Skylar? I made her spill her coffee; she would never like me.

“This is probably a bad time to tell you I haven’t cleaned up in the 2 weeks I’ve been here” I said with a nervous smile.

A little smile formed on Skylar’s face. “What?” I said.

“If you think your place is bad, you should see mine.” She said

“We’ll see about that…” I said.

We got into the elevator and I pushed floor 10. As we sped up to the tenth floor, all I could think about was the mess that we were about to walk into.

I opened the door to the apartment and stood in the doorway shocked. The apartment was clean. And I mean sparkling. Like, Edward Cullen in the sunlight. Okay, little too far, sorry.

I walked into the kitchen with a smug Skylar behind me. A little note was lying on the counter. It read,

“Hey Demitria! I had a couple hours lay over before heading back to Texas, and wanted to see if you were around, but I guess not! You’re place looked like a hurricane had just rolled through, so I called and paid for a maid to come around. My treat:)! Visit home soon okay?  Love you<3 XoXo –Dallas”

“Okay, Skylar. I know I said it was messy, but it turns out my sister came by and saw the mess, and arranged for a cleaner to come by.” I said hoping she wouldn’t think I was a snobby celebrity with a maid.

“Haha, don’t freak out Demi, it’s fine that you lied to me, no big deal” Skylar said with pure sarcasm. Then, she smiled. I could have died happy right then and there.

“Demi? Are you okay? You’re staring...is there something on my face?” Skylar said a little panicky.

“Uhh, no of course not, it’s just, you’re smile is infectious” I said. Why did I say that? Jeez Demi, come on play it cool, don’t make it obvious.

Skylar’s eyes sparkled; she gave a small smile and looked at the ground in defeat. “Thanks, yours isn’t half bad either,” said Skylar. Right now, I wish I could freeze time. It was the perfect moment. Skylar looked up from the ground and her eyes met mine, and it just stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity. Her gorgeous, deep blue eyes locked onto my hazely brown eyes. I held onto the gaze as long as I could, biting my lip in admiration.

Skylar’s POV

I just stared into Demi’s beautiful brown eyes. I saw her bite her lip and that gave me chills. Maybe I wanted to be more then friends with Demi. I broke the silence saying, “Do you have a change of clothes? I’m getting kinda sticky from the coffee”. I know I broke the gaze, but it was getting awkward and the coffee really was getting sticky.

“Yea for sure” Demi said snapping herself out of some sort of trance.

“Follow Me,” said Demi with a sexy lower voice. When Demi turned back around I bit my lip, her voice turned me on. Not going to lie, I stared at her extremely nice butt all the way to her bedroom. When Demi turned around to say something, I shot my head straight up hoping she wouldn’t notice what I was doing.

“Enjoying the view I see,” she said while giving me a sexy stare. We then entered Demi’s room.

“Well shit, the maid even folded all my clothes! I sure owe Dallas a favor,” Demi said hilariously. I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh.

“What now?” Demi asked.

“I didn’t know you swore...” I said.

“Are you fucking kidding me? If you didn’t already know, I am from Texas yawl,” Demi said putting on a thick accent. “so Sky…do you swear? Or are you too shy?” Demi said getting a little closer.

She just called me Sky...<3 “I say the word fuck more then I say anything else…well at least I did,” I said looking down, remembering where I just was. At that moment, everything began to sink in. Annibel’s death, her funeral, my speech, how her parents are feeling.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Demi said moving closer and placing her hand on my back.

“Can I get changed first please?” I said.

“Here you go babe, the bathroom is right over there,” Demi said pointing to where the bathroom was.

“Thanks Demi” I said with a weak smile. I got changed into the Queen band tank-top and leggings Demi gave me.

After I finished changing I came out of the bathroom to find Demi waiting on her king size bed. She was on her phone and she didn’t notice I had come out. The light was shining perfectly on her hair and face. She was mesmerizingly beautiful.

“Hey” I said looking at Demi.

“Oh hey, the shirt looks really good on you, fits perfectly. Same with the leggings.” She said.

“Thanks, that means a lot.” I said shyly.

“Anytime. Okay, let’s talk. I know talking it out has always helped me, so I will be your therapist for now.” Demi said.

“Where should I start?” I said.

“From the beginning.”