Paparazzi

6. Drive

CHAPTER 6- Drive.

Demi's POV

"Alright Demi, that's a wrap!"

I nodded and took the big headphones off. I've been in the studio all day and haven't seen Jake in three days. We've been texting and calling, but it's not the same. When I walked out of the book I got the usual, 'that was amazing!' and 'Yaaas Demi slaay!' But one stuck out to me, and it came from right behind me.

"Isn't the guy supposed to write the song about the pretty girl?"

I turned around instantly, "Jake!"

He grinned and wrapped me in a hug, "Hey Dems!" I leaned up slightly and kissed him until he pulled away, reminding me that we weren't alone.

"Oh... this is Jake." My team smiled at him and waved, knowing not to bombard me with questions that were practically bursting from their mouths. "Jake, this is my team."

He chuckled, "Yeah I know, they're the ones who let me in."

I blinked, "Oh."

The room full of people laughed at my moment of obliviousness and Jake took my hand.

"You wanna get out of here?"

I glanced at my manager Phil who gave me a nod and smiled, "Sure. Let's go."

"So where to?" I asked, as we climbed into Jake's car.

He smiled, and shrugged. "You in the mood for a picnic?"

My eyes widened and I nodded eagerly, "Yes! Oh my God yes!"

Jake laughed and took my hand, "Good, because I don't really have anything else planned."

As we pulled out of the parking garage, there was a rush of flashing- paparazzi.

"Oh fuck." I groaned, "They found us!"

"What do you want to do?" Jake asked, as he beeped his horn and slowly drove through them.

Without a moment's hesitation, I leaned over and kissed him-attracting an intense round of flashes. I pulled away after a few seconds and smiled widely at Jake who was obviously shocked.

"Well? Drive."

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