Demi Lovato Imagines

Facility Leader

She is the ruler. Our leader. The one woman that controls our every move. Should we do anything she doesn't like, we die. She is known among us captured commonfolk as a heartless bitch that has no emotions. She doesn't have a partner, she doesn't have a family as far as any of us know. All of her life is business and making sure we are all healthy and looked after. She may have no emotion but she does care about us and making sure we are well looked after. You may think what we are in, is a prison but it is far from a prison. It's reality to us. A reality we can't leave. I can't leave. More to the point, I don't want to leave. I am #01863, or the 1,863rd person that lives in the facility floating thousands of metres above the earth's atmosphere. Now, you see? Even if we wanted to leave, we can't.

"Can #01857 please step onto the platform?" The speaker announces in our hall. We watch as they step on the blue and white platform, they stay there for 10 seconds, the platform turns green the same as it always done. It shows our leader we are healthy and well. I zone out until I hear my number "Can #01863 please step on the platform?" I step into the middle of the platform and see her on her control panel balcony. She was incredible. I didn't want to take my eyes off her. I couldn't. Her beauty was intoxicating. My face illuminated in orange. A colour I hadn't seen the platform light up as before. I started to panic. I didn't know what was about to happen until I heard her voice through the speaker "Bring her to me."

She quickly left her balcony and was replaced by the next in command. Oh shit. What is about to happen? I am escorted by 2 of the staff guards down a long corridor and into an office where she is sat behind a hard wooden desk upright and politely. "Please sit" she tells me. I carefully sit in the chair in front of her, trying not to make a wrong move. The 2 staff guards stand beside me, facing ahead in their bulky uniforms. "Can you 2 please give us some privacy?" She asks the staff guards, so they leave immediately. "Okay, remember to not speak unless spoken to. This is your leader" I rehearse in my head while watching her reading over some papers. "Okay, you are #01863, correct?" She asks to which I nod, afraid to speak.

After a long pause from her concentration of reading whatever scripture was on the document in front of her, she spoke up. "I have never witnessed an orange platform before, I'm not sure what it means but I'm going to be keeping a close eye on you personally in case it is something very serious, okay?" She explains. I choose to answer with a simple "yes Ma'am", returned by a small smile. She rose out of the large leather chair and approached me with a hand held out. I turned to face my attention towards her and place my hand in hers before standing up myself. "You may think you're just a number to me but you're not. You're a human being. A very beautiful one at that" she says, pulling me closer to her. Her hands go to my waist, holding me close but not forcefully. I lay my hands on the white material shirt covering her chest and accept her embrace.

She pulled me in closer and started leaning her face in towards mine. I slowly leaned in too, not sure what was about to happen. I feel her soft lips press against mine. Something funny happens in my stomach, making me pull away slightly, only to be pulled closer by her. "She likes me? She's k-kissing me?" Thoughts race through my head but her warmth only calms me down again. We pull away after a few seconds then rest our foreheads together, smiling widely at eachother.

AN// Merry Christmas to everyone that celebrates it and a wonderful day to those who don't! This is a shorter one than usual and I don't feel like it's written to it's fullest potential so I may rewrite it at a later date but until then, stay strong my little stars 💛