Chapter 11

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Demi's pov

"Here's a towel," I said throwing a beach towel from my towel warmer at Joe. "And I can get you some warm clothes too," I told him.

"Yeah, that would be great," he said with a warm smile.

"Oh, one thing I forgot to ask you this entire time," he said

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"Oh, one thing I forgot to ask you this entire time," he said. "I do believe you promised to play me some new music," he said.

"Ah, you got me there," I said with a laugh. "I'll be right back," I said as I went to go grab my guitar.

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I grabbed my guitar and came back to sit down.

"Did you write this yourself?" Joe asked. "It sounds great," he said nervously.

"Joe, I haven't played it for you yet," I told him with a laugh.

"Yeah but that's irrelevant. Everything you always write is wonderful," he said.

I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Yes, I did write this.. almost a year ago," I said as I began to strum.

"I tried to talk to my piano, I tried to talk to my guitar. Talked to my imagination, confided into alcohol," I sang.

This was the first time I was signing this song for anyone else. I was happy that the person happened to be Joe but I was also extremely nervous.

"I feel stupid when I sing. Nobody's listening to me, nobody's listening," I sang.

He listened carefully as I sang my heart out to him and tears fell from my eyes.

"Anyone! Please send me anyone. Lord, is there anyone?" I sang emotionally.

The song made me feel so lonely. As I made eye contact with Joe it was like he finally understood me completely. He finally understood I was just a girl who needed love like everyone else and somewhere along the way someone hadn't loved me right, which led to another person, and another. I'd been hurt by so many trusted people in my life and ignored by the people who mattered the most in my life, including Joe. He understood all of that just by this song and he couldn't help but join in the tears.

"Nobody's listening," I finally managed to squeak out the last words of the song as I wiped my tears. "So what did you think?" I said quietly after finishing.

"Like I said, everything you write is wonderful Dems," he said wiping his own eyes and sniffing. "You should put it on your next album," he told me.

"I-I don't know if I could. It's so personal to me and it just sounds like the same old, poor, emotional, boo-boo Demi bullshit," I replied.

"No Demi, it really doesn't," He told me.

He grabbed my hand and touched his arm with it.

"I had goosebumps. It's been so long since I've heard a song that's really cut me to my core like that Dems," He admitted to me.

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