Stop The World

Demi’s POV

 

“Demi I can’t do this anymore.” she yelled with tears rolling down her face.

I felt like crap knowing I caused her this much pain, I never meant to.

“Sel, please, I’m sorry, I don’t know what else to say!” I felt the lump in my throat, my eyes blurred and she just stood there wiping the tears from her face.

 

It was only about a year ago, that her tears were tears of joy. We were at the park under one of the many trees that we had claimed ours. It was hidden, away from anyone or anything. I was leaning against the trunk of the tree watching her, while she was doing cartwheels back and forth. Her shirt would rest above her belly button each time and the sun hit against her bare skin perfectly. Our friendship was just that, a friendship, but I always knew that I wanted something more. I couldn’t help but giggle, seeing her so genuinely happy made everything feel right.

“What?” she said standing up and acknowledging my giggle.

“Nothing.” I said with a slight smile.

“Dem, you don’t just giggle to giggle. Tell me what’s on your mind.” she sat down next to me and soon I caught her playing with some loose threads on my shorts.

“Can’t we just leave it at nothing?” I winced looking at her.

“No.” she said and I swear, in that moment she had read my mind or something because it only took a few seconds before I felt her lips softly against mine. I could tell she was hesitating at first but once I placed my right hand on her cheek, she gained the confidence to continue. The kiss wasn’t lustful or sexual. It was loving and sweet.

I was first to pull away. Not because I wasn’t enjoying it, but because I was surprised. “Where did that come from?”

“I’m sorry. I thought that was what you wanted.” I could tell she was just as confused as I was.

“Well..I mean...was it what you wanted?” I asked in curiosity.

“Dem, why are you so afraid to just be honest with me? And to answer your question, yes.”

I don’t think I was afraid of her, I think I was just afraid of what everyone else would think. “Sel, you’re my best friend. I tell you everything.”

“So why not this?” I knew she wasn’t just going to let this go. She wanted me to open up and usually I could only do that with a guitar in my hand or while sitting alone behind the black and white keys of my piano.

“It would just make things more complicated.” it was vague but at least I wasn’t trying to change the subject.

“Tell me this. If we weren’t about to make this movie together (Princess Protection Program), and our every move wasn’t going to be watched, would it still be complicated?”

“It would definitely make things easier if we weren’t being watched by everyone and their mothers.”

“Well Dem, we can’t Stop The World. We both made the decision to be who we are.”

“I know and I don’t regret it.”

“You know I love you right?” I could see tears building up in her eyes.

“Yeah,” I smile, “how could I forget you say it constantly.”

She turned away from me and before she could wipe the single tear that had fallen off her face, I grabbed her chin so she was facing me and placed yet another kiss on her lips.