Drabble 52 // (Part 1)

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Wilmer's POV:

I grab my phone and call Demi.

It's been a hard day at work and all I wanna do is hear her voice but I can't wait until I get home so calling her is the only option.

But she doesn't answer the phone so I call her a bit later. This time she does reply.

"Hey,hermosa. How are you?" 

I heard a cough.

"I'm sorry... This is not Demi... She's busy right now. I'll tell her to call you later, is that okay?"  A man's voice said.

"Yeah... Okay... Bye"

I'm feeling like shit right now. I can't help but wonder if Demi cheats on me.

I know, I know, you might think I'm an idiot because I'm thinking this. Why would she cheat on me after everything we've been through together?

But even though there are good reasons for her to not to cheat on me, there are also good reasons for her to cheat on me like... Younger guys...

I rub my forehead with my hand as I let out a frustrated sigh.

I love her so much. I don't wanna lose her.

And I actually know that there are guys, famous ones, that would die to have her... And that only intensifies my worried feelings.

I mean, she's so beautiful, so stunning, so funny, so cute, so kind... She's just perfect and I'm so lucky to have her but she could have any guy she wants...

I start to collect my stuff and then go home.

But Demi isn't there.

Normally, she's waiting for me on the couch watching the ID channel of course.

But not this time...

She comes back home like an hour or two later. I am on the couch.

"Hey, baby" She greets me. I send her a smile. "Hey, hermosa"

"I'm gonna take a shower. Be right back"  She tells me and heads upstairs.

Not much later, we're both cuddled up on the couch. I rest my head on her lap. She runs her hands through my short hair.

"Dem... You wouldn't cheat on me, would you?"

"What? Wilmer, why do you even ask that?"  She stops stroking my hair.

I sit up and look into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart but... Lately I'm feeling really insecure and I feel like you could cheat on me or leave me for another guy... You know... A younger guy" 

Demi lightly laughs and then pecks my lips while caressing my cheek with the back of her hand.

"Listen, baby, I love you, okay? Only you and no one else. I don't need a younger guy. You're way better than that. I woulf NEVER cheat on you, got it?"

I nod my head and she kisses my lips passionately. I smile in the kiss and then it gets heated up and we end up making love on the couch.

But the thought of her cheating on me kept ringing inside of me and I can't stop thinking about the guy of the phone call.

*****Two days later******

When I walk out of my work bureau, I saw her.

She had told me that she would come to pick me up to go to the movies after work but she was talking to a guy.

That guy is one of the new members of my enterprise. I think that his name is Alex or something like that.

Demi is laughing and he's staring at her mouth... And then I see how his eyes go down to her breasts.

"Um... Hello" I say as I walk up to them. I immediately wrap my arm around her waist and bring her closer to me. Once she's close enough, I kiss her just to let that Alex guy see that she's mine.

She pulls away and looks at me surprised and confused at the same time.

"Hi, Mr. Valderrama, I was talking to your girlfriend about what happened yesterday... You know... about how the coffe machine broke when you used it"

Demi laughs.

"Oh... Right..."

I'm imagining myself firing this idiot.

Why? Just because he makes my girlfriend laugh? I'm insane...

"Well... We better go, huh baby?"  Demi says. I nod my head.

"Okay, nice to meet you Demi."  He said. Demi smiles.

"Nice to meet you too"

"Mr. Valderrama, you have a gorgeous girlfriend"

"I know" I grunt and walk away with Demi by my side. I can feel how she mouths a 'thank you' and a 'good bye' towards Alex.

"How was your day, babe?"  She asks me when we enter the car.

"Good"  I harshly said.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing"

"Wilmer... Is it because of Alex?"

"No"

Demi rolls her eyes.

"I don't feel like going to the movies. Let's just go home"  She adds and starts up the car as she drives towards my apartment.

"You prefer going to the cinema with Alex, don't you?"

She does not reply.

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