You're Magnificent (Demi Lovato Fanfic)

You're Magnificent (Chapter 13)

{Gaby's P.O.V}

I was sitting in this huge living room on this huge red couch, recalling memories from my past with my sisters. "Daddy would've liked this," I spoke. "Yeah," Belinda spoke, "All he wanted was for us to happy..and we are," she held our hands & squeezed them.

"If he was alive now, do you think he'd approve of all of this?" Emily asked. "Probably not because I'm travelling the world with a 22 year old & you guys live another random family," I joked.

I looked at the clock & reached for the remote. "What's up?" Emily asked. "Girl Meets World is on," I flipped to Disney channel & leaned back.

{Demi's P.O.V}

I just landed in London...alone. I had no one to make stupid jokes with on the plane. No one to beat arm wrestling with. I hope this week goes by fast.

I was greeted by my ever so lovely Lovatics. Seeing them lifted my spirit. I spent nearly half an hour taking selfies with them. I swear no one asks for an autograph anymore.

I then got into the car & went to the hotel where I met more Lovatics. I wonder how they know where I'll be.  I spent another half hour or more talking & snapping pics with my fans.

I went up to my hotel room & just collapsed onto the bed. I was way too jet-lagged to do anything. Moments later, my phone rang. Ugh why now? I didn't bother to check who it was & just answered it, "What?" "Well that was nice," I heard Gaby chuckle.

"Oh my gosh. Hi," I sat up, " How- How's everything in New York?" "Can't complain. Hey, could you do me a favour?" she asked. "Yeah sure, anything," I pushed my hair off of my face. "My sisters want to talk to you," she said. I let out a huge sigh, " Oh phew, I thought something seriously bad happened,"

I spent like the next hour talking to Gaby's sisters but I didn't hear much because the maid was apparently vacuuming the place. "Hey, guys I'm kinda jet-lagged & I need to unpack so I gotta go. Could you pass the phone back to Gab?" I asked. "GAAAAAABBBBBBB!!" Emily screamed.  "My gosh, can't people have a shower in peace nowadays?" I heard Gaby complain in the background, "Yeah?" "I'm gonna go so just text me tonight, ok?" I spoke.

"Oh, Ok. Love you," she replied. "Love you too. Bye," I hung up & let out a loud sigh. I pushed my suitcase off the bed & decided to turn in a little early for the day.

{Gaby's P.O.V}

It was 7pm. I was watching TV in my room because I didn't know a single person in the family besides Daniel who just makes me feel weird.

"Psst, Gab," Bel peeked through my door. "What?" "Everyone's in their rooms, let's get Emily's birthday gifts," she whispered. "Great, let me dressed," I shut the door & just threw on some clothes. "Beanie & combat boots? Really?" Bel raised an eyebrow. "Oh shut up," I pushed her towards the door. We got permission from the guys' parents & they'll help us distract Emily.

"Can we go to Macy's? I've never been there during the Christmas season before," I pleaded. "Never?" Bel coughed. I shook my head in response. She grabbed my hand & we ran towards Macy's.

"Wow!" I gasped. The decorations were beautiful, despite the fact that it was still November. We agreed to meet at the lingerie section of the store. Yes, I know it's a weird place but it was the least crowded place, believe it or not.

After about an hour an a half, we met back the lingerie section & we noticed that my bag was much bigger than hers. "Why do you have 3 wrapped boxes?" Belinda questioned suspiciously. "Because one of them is for you," I handed her a box wrapped in red, "Your birthday's in December & I know that I probably won't be here to celebrate it...so...I got this for you,"

She put her things down & gave me a hug, "Thanks sis," "No prob," I smiled. "What's in the other boxes?" she asked. "One's for Em & one's for Demi," I grinned.

As we were making our way out, I saw the store Santa," Can I go please?" "What? No. I bet there's an age limit anyway," Belinda said. "But I'm pretty short for my age. I can pass for an 11 year old, right?" I asked. "Yes, an 11 year old with abnormally huge boobs," she bluntly replied.

"Oh C'mon! The kid at the back of the line looks like he's your age. Besides, I miss the feeling of being on Santa's lap," I argued. "Fine," she rolled her eyes. "Yay!" I skipped to the back of the line.

After a while, I finally made to Santa & sat on his lap. "Ooof! Ho Ho ho! What would you like for Christmas darling?" he asked. "Well ,it's not something materialistic but more of a wish," I know that the man I'm talking to isn't the real St. Nicholas but I still have this tiny shred of hope that maybe something might happen.

"Well I'll try my best dear. What is it you want?" his jolly Santa voice made me smile. "Can you promise me that my sisters & my friend Demi will be happy forever?" I asked. That was when I realized I was asking for something like a child.

"Oh well that's a pretty tall order, dear. How old are you?" he asked. "11," I lied. "No, I know you're older than that," I felt my heart thumping faster, "There's nothing wrong with wanting to talk to Santa but just don't lie to Santa ok?" I nodded my head like a child.

"I'll try my best to make your wish come true, ok Gab?" he smiled. My eyes widened at his sentence. How did he know my name? "Th-Thanks," I stood up from his lap. "Merry Christmas," he waved. "Merry Christmas," I smiled back.

"I think I just talked to Santa," I told Belinda. "Yeah, I saw," she responded. "No, I think he was really Santa!" I jumped, nearly slipping on the pavement. "It's like I just went back in time & I'm now talking to 7 year old Gaby," she laughed. "But this guy really was Santa!" I protested.

{Demi's P.O.V}

"You did not talk to Santa," I laughed while talking to Gaby on the phone. "Yes I did. He knew my name & everything," she protested. "Ok, firstly I think you're insane because you're a 14 year old girl who sat on Santa's lap & asked for..what did you ask for?" I asked. "Not telling," she replied smugly.

"Secondly, you actually believe that this random guy that Macy's hired to play Santa is the real deal?" I asked. "Uh...did you not watch Call Me Claus?" I could practically hear the are you serious look on her face.

"Look, life doesn't revolve around Christmas movies. He probably heard Belinda say it. Santa isn't real," I breathed. "Well thanks for crushing the Christmas spirit out of me," she said in a low tone.

"No Gaby don't-" "Anyway, it's getting late, I better get some rest. Nights," she sighed. "Night," I sighed as I hung up. That girl is the absolute weirdest person I've ever met but hey, what can I do?

I switched on the TV in the hotel room & watched it until I dozed off.

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Omg another short chapter! Why Gaby? Why? Sorry but I just had this idea that I didn't want to lose so I wrote it down & had no idea what to write after that. Sorry.

I'm sorry if this chapter has upset any friends who don't celebrate Christmas

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