Dani's POV
Demi and I were together for almost every hour of every day before, during, and even after our trip, which ended up to be us going to see the Chichen Itza. It was perfect, Demi was perfect, but the only thing that wasn't great was me. I wasn't eating as much as I should, in fact I was eating way less than I should be again. Since her and I were together all the time, I had gotten really good at manipulating her into thinking I was perfectly fine without even really thinking about it. Honestly, I really did kind of feel bad for making her think that I was fine but she never asked so it's not like I was lying to her.
Right?
I sighed and winced as my stomach grumbled loudly. I looked down at Demi, holding onto my side and fast asleep. It was still only 7 in the morning and I didn't want to wake her. It was also my birthday and 3 years since Demi was out of treatment. I didn't want to do anything for my birthday but I was taking her out to dinner tonight for her 3 years.
I grabbed my phone off of the bedside table and took a selfie of her. Since her head was on my chest, I couldn't take a regular picture of just her. I kissed the top of her now pink hair, snapped the photo, then posted it on Twitter with the caption: 'Can't express how proud I am of my beautiful little warrior. I love you.'
After a few minutes of scrolling through my mentions, I felt Demi move and heard her breathe heavily. She rolled over and stretched, I had to smile at her little squeak at the end of her yawn.
"Morning, baby," I said and looked at her.
She gave me a tired but genuine smile. "Happy birthday."
"Happy 3 years."
Demi looked a little confused at first and then her eyebrows raised in astonishment. "Your birthday is the same day that I got out of rehab."
I nodded and chuckled. "Best birthday present I've ever gotten."
She smiled at me and pecked my cheek.
"Oh," I added, "and I hope you don't mind but I posted a picture of you on Twitter while you were asleep."
Demi narrowed her eyes at me. "Is it embarrassing? What, was I drooling or something?"
During our time together, we'd gotten into an embarrassing picture war. We took any chance we could to post the worst pictures of each other on Twitter. Everyone loved it because they made the best reaction pictures.
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "You know, I'm not always obnoxious, right?"
"Oh great, when will I get to witness that other side of you?"
I shoved her over on the bed and Demi laughed.
I sat up and fixed the oversized sweater I was wearing. I had grown accustomed to wearing loose or big clothing since I was finally starting to lose the weight I had gained, that way Demi wouldn't tell.
Thank God for winter.
"What do you want to do today?" Demi asked and sat up with me.
"Nothing for me. This is a bigger day for you. What do you want?"
"I want to do whatever you want to do."
"Well looks like we've reached an impasse." I looked at her with a smirk.
"I knew you would do this shit," Demi shared my smirk. "Which is why I invited your dad and Alyson up here. Also, Alyson asked if she could bring a few other of your friends with and I said yes."
My eyes widened.
"What?!"
"Yep, and we're meeting them at the airport around 10 so you better get ready." Her smirk grew as she got out of bed and went into her bathroom. I watched her walk away in only a large t-shirt and bit my lip. Downside of trying to lose weight; since I couldn't have her notice, it meant not being naked around her which meant no sex. It's way harder than it sounds when the person you're having sex with is Demi Lovato.
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Forever and Always
FanfictionDanielle (Dani) Perry is a lesbian and has struggled with an eating disorder, depression and self-harm for a year. Her best friend, Alyson, knows about it and tries to help her stop but nothing ever helps. She was on a first-class flight to go to Di...