Nick is Demi's long term boyfriend. He's unfaithful and verbally abusive. Selena is her best friend, but has been in love with her for a long time. Selena is committed to Demi at all times no matter what happens. Can Selena save Demi's broken heart...
Tonight is the premiere and I'm excited. I get to go with the love of my life. I'm wearing my favourite dress and the rest of my family should be here at any minute.
I was getting dressed and my mom was helping me with my hair.
The door bell rang and my stomach had butterflies in it.
Dianna: "I'll get it." She said putting the flat iron down.
I looked in the mirror to see how I looked so far.
I felt pretty good. I'm gonna have so much fun tonight.
The door opened downstairs and I heard Kehlani's voice downstairs.
Kehlani: "Where is she? Is she upstairs?"
Dianna: "Yeah. You wanna come up and look at her?"
Kehlani: "No, it's cool. I want it to be a surprise."
Dianna: "Okay. Good idea. She'll be ready in 5 minutes."
Kehlani: "Okay."
My mom came back to the room and finished up my hair.
In about 5 to 6 minutes, she was done.
I love the way I look.
Within a few minutes my sisters and my stepdad came in to see me.
Madison: "I can't wait to see her."
Dallas: "Me either. I bet mom made her look rad."
Dianna: "Indeed, I did make her look... rad." She said laughing
A bunch of laughter erupted and my mom called me to come downstairs.
Everyone was astonished by how I looked, but I was taken aback by Kehlani's suit. She looked great.
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Kehlani's P.O.V
I sat on the couch and waited for my girl to come down and I was blown away.
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She looks gorgeous. I almost passed out.
"You look awesome." Insaid with my mouth open.
Demi: "Me? You look fantastic." She said completely shocked.
"Hey, it's your day. You win." I said chuckling.
Dianna: "You both are breath taking." She said smiling.
We took a few pictures together and fraternized before leaving.
