You're Magnificent (Demi Lovato Fanfic)

You're Magnificent (Chapter 7)

{Demi's P.O.V}

"Honey, I'm home!" I yelled as I entered my house. I'd just come back from a tiring day of meetings & I am exhausted.

I looked around & noticed that Gaby wasn't anywhere in sight. I walked up the stairs & into her room to find her asleep with her phone in her hand. She was texting someone; probably Brian.

I looked at the phone closely to see the text convo.

Babe don't leave me like this

Sorry sweetie

Wtf did I just read? Did she dump him? Okay, I gotta fix things before the tour or else I'll never hear the end of it.

*Next Day*

"Why are three plates? Is Nick joining us?" Gaby wiggled her eyebrows. "No," I chuckled, "Brian is," "Oh,"

"You guys ok?" I questioned. "Yeah, why?" she asked. "Nothing,". Moments later, the bell rang, "He's here," I yelled as I opened the door.

He kissed Gaby's forehead & sat on the couch. She grabbed my arm & dragged me to the kitchen, "Why is he here?"

"What? You haven't seen your boy in a long time so I thought I'd invite him over for lunch," I smiled

"Demi..." "Okay, I saw the text you sent him yesterday & I thought you dumped him so I called him over to help patch things up," I admitted.

"Oh my gosh," she ran her hand through her hair & paced," Why were you looking at my phone?"

"Because...it was on," I scratched my neck. "How dare you invade my privacy like that! I don't stick my nose into your private business!" she was fuming mad.

She grabbed a few dollars off the counter & stormed out of the kitchen. "Where are you going?" I asked, running after her. "Anywhere but here!" she screamed as she slammed the door shut, leaving her dumbfounded boyfriend & I in my living room.

{Gaby's P.O.V}

I managed to convince a guy on the street to buy me a bottle of Whiskey. He was a good looking 19 year old dude. His name was Greg or George something.

"So what happened exactly?" he asked. "My friend invaded my privacy. This isn't the first time she's done it. She just needs to know everything!" I was so drunk & pissed.

He sat beside me, drinking another alcoholic drink. "Hey, hey, relax. Everything will be alright," he pushed my hair to the side & smiled at me.

I took another huge gulp of my whiskey, letting every known vulgarity leave my lips.

"Sweetie, you're so much better than that. Don't cuss," his fingers traced shapes on my shoulder. He kissed my shoulder & then slowly made his way to my neck. A small moan escaped my lips.

"This is wrong. I can't...I have a boyfriend," I slurred my words. "What he doesn't know won't kill him," he held my hand & brought me to his place which was a 2 minute walk.

He shut the door & leaned me against it, knowing I was too drunk to stand up straight. He continued to kiss & suck on my neck. I bit my lip while his hand traveled up my blouse...

*2 hours later*

{Demi's P.O.V}

"Where have you been?" I yelled. "At the park...I went for a walk," I hiccuped. "Have you been drinking?" I asked. She shook her head & laughed. "Yeah, I can smell whiskey," I sighed, "Why?"

"I drink when I'm upset, okay?" she frowned. "Why not cry like a normal person?" I sighed. "Oh, so I'm not normal?" she argued.

"We'll talk about this later. Go to your room," I instructed. "Bitch," I heard her mumble.

I am so close to screaming & punching her & crying my eyes out at the same time.

*Next day*

"Whooooooo!! Demi World Tour!" everyone on the private jet screamed. I turned to Gaby & she looked alright today. Finally, everything's back to normal.

*Few hours later*

"Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two

But I can shake it, shake it

Like I'm supposed to do

'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase

And all the right junk in all the right places

I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop

We know that shit ain't real

C'mon now, make it stop

If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up

'Cause every inch of you is perfect

From the bottom to the top" Gaby & I sang in my dressing room when we interrupted by someone knocking on my door.

"Demi, we need to do a soundcheck," Nick stuck his head. "Coming," I got up from my chair & walked towards the door, "Wanna come along?" I asked Gaby & she nodded her head excitedly.

"You're always taking pictures of the contest winner. Is she here? Can we see here?" Natalie read. "You mean Gaby?" I asked. Everyone in the audience screamed. I'll take that as a yes.

"Gab, come on. Everyone wants to see you," I waved backstage, signalling for her to come out. She shook her head. "Get the f*ck out here," I instructed.

She took small baby steps & finally came out onto the stage. Natalie handed her a mic, "Hey," she nervously smiled. I looked over at her & a saw a red mark on her neck. Wtf is that?

My Lovatics kept on asking her questions about me but all I could concentrate on was that big red mark.

"Okay, soundcheck over," Natalie announced & everyone left. "Gab..Wh-" "Demi, do you want to wear this for opening night?" my stylist came running. "Demi, you still haven't told me how you want your nails-"

"Demi..." "One at a time!" I yelled. My team & I moved backstage & discussed everything within an hour.

Now, I'm sitting in Hair and Makeup, getting dolled up. We need to do a good job today, it's opening night.

I walked towards the stage stairs, hiding behind the curtain, waiting for my que. "Good luck," Nick & Gaby smiled. I smiled & thanked them.

"Putting my defenses up 'cause I don't wanna fall in love. If I ever did that, I'd think I'd have a heart attack," I sang as I walked onto the stage, greeted my millions of screaming fans.

This is what I live for.

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Guys, my grades are terrible so I might get my phone taken away. I am so so sorry. I'll try to update from school.

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