The secret

Familia

"Demi. Come on, wake up. You have an interview this morning." I felt Demi shift from beside me on the couch, making me open my eyes. "Oh, hello! Who is this?" I looked up to see a woman dressed in a black dress and heels.

I blushed as Demi looked over at me. "This is Y/N. We met last night on the beach." She smiled at me. "A friend of my daughter's is a friend of mine. I'm Dianna, Demi's Mother." She extended her hand out to me.

I smiled and shook her hand. "Okay, Now Demi. Get your ass up and get ready. You have an interview."
I tilted my head. "I'm a singer." Demi spoke.
"A world wide one." Dianna laughed.

My eyes grew wide in realization. "You're Demi Lovato?! Demz, why didn't you tell me?!"

She sighed and looked down. "I just wanted one night to be me, and not some pop celebrity."

I wrapped my arms around her. "You'll always be the girl I met on the beach, Demz. I want to know you for you, what you love, and who you yearn to be. Just because you're well known, doesn't mean I should stop treating you like a regular person." I said the last part in a whisper as we gazed into each other's eyes.

She made the move and slowly leaned in and kissed me. I was taken by surprise, but slowly kissed back, wrapping my arms around her neck.

"Woah, okay then." Dianna said, making us pull apart and blush.

"Well, I have to go to an interview." She said as she got up, reaching her hand out for me to take.

She helped me up. "Well, you're in luck Dems, I'm your neighbor."

Her eyes grew wide. "YOU'RE CAMILA'S KID?!" She yelled.

I smiled nervously as she brought me into her room so she could get dressed as we talked. My back faced her as she got dressed. "Yeah... actually, she's just my adoptive mom. My real mother was Hailey Baldwin."

She gawked. "THE MODEL?!" I nodded and laughed.
"Yeah, but as my dad told me before he passed, she "dropped me off on his doorstep, after she popped me out".

I made air quotations and she hugged me. "So I'm guessing, your dad is Shawn?"

"Mhmm." I felt arms wrap around my waist and a head bury into my neck.

A smile found its way onto my lips. "Well. I guess we both were in the spot light at some time. I just hope you don't mind being in it again. With my fans and paparazzi, you'll be sure to be on the front cover of every magazine in no time."

I smiled. "Then let's give them a little show, huh?"

She smirked. "I like how your mind works." She kissed my cheek and I followed her to the front door where Dianna was.

"Finally. I was about to go get you two." Dianna looked at us.

"Paps three o'clock." Demi whispered into my ear and I stole a glimpse at them before turning to Demi and wrapping my arms around her neck.

"Demi, who's the girl?"
"Demi, are you over Wilmer?"
"Demi, how's Marissa?"

Demi kissed my lips and I could hear the clicks of the cameras as the paparazzi took pictures.

Dianna's eyes grew wide.
As she patted Demi's shoulder.

We slowly pulled away and i pecked Demi's lips before she got into the car.

"Bye Baby! I love you!" She said as she waved.

I smiled and waved back. "I love you too!"

She left and Camila and Lauren rushed out to see the commotion. "That's where you were! You scared the hell out of me!"

I smiled smugly at her before following her into our house.
I was love struck as Camila sat me down on a chair and Lauren started questioning me about last night.

"Where were you last night?! Who was she?! Why are you all over the news?! Why the fuck did you kiss her?!"

I just stared off into space thinking about Demi.
I was blushing when Camila patted my cheek and brought me out of my trance.

"Oh no.. I know that look." Camila said.

"What? What look?" Lauren said as she looked at Camila.

"You had that look the day you asked me out Lauren. She's crushing on someone, and that someone is THE Demi Lovato."
Camila said as she looked at Lauren.

Lauren turned to me and gave me a stern look. "Y/N Y/M/N Cabello! Please tell me you two did not fu-"

"Lauren!" Camila glared at Lauren.
"Honey, what Lauren is trying to say is...did you two....you know....did you at least wear protection...."

"Wait! Camila she has a penis?!" I shouted out, eyes widened in shock.

"You don't know?! Oh, thank god." Camila said in relief.

"And yes baby, she's an old friend of mine and she's like me." I gawked at the thought of Demi....
Fuck how big is she..?

I bit my lip. "No no no! Y/N! Stop that! You're not aloud to have sex until your 20, wait no, 30!" Lauren said.

"THIRTY?! Camila, tell Lauren she's being unreasonable!" Camila looked at Lauren.

"Lauren...she's eighteen. I lost my virginity at 17. I think she's perfectly fine with having sex as
long as she's being safe."
I looked at Camila. "Thank you!"

"We'll talk about this later. Now, what happened last night Y/N?"

I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. "Well, I couldn't sleep and I decided to go for a walk on the beach. When I got to the beach, I sat down and after looking out at the beach for a while, Demi joined me. I didn't know who she was at first and she told me about how she was known as the girl who almost ruined her life, and I told her that she wasn't that to me. She was jet lagged and we Both went to her place and watched movies until we fell asleep." I looked at both of them, hoping they wouldn't be mad.

"Okay, Y/N we aren't mad. But we were just really worried about you, okay? Especially with everything that's been happening..." Camila hugged me and Lauren stepped back, letting Camila and I have this moment.

"Go ahead and go upstairs and get ready for school tomorrow. Just a few more days until graduation!" Camila gushed and I smiled.

"I love you Y/N. I hope you know that. I may not be your real mom, but I really do feel that you are my real daughter." I teared up and hugged Camila tightly.

I pulled away and grabbed Lauren's hand, then Camila's. I then put both of their hands together and smiled.

"It might be weird for a while because you're my teacher Lauren, but as long as you make my Mom happy, I'm fine with it." She smiled at me and hugged me.

I looked over at Camila to see her with tears in her eyes.

"Mi familia." She said as she hugged us both.

"Nuestra familia, Mama." Both girls smiled and we all cuddled, watching movies together as a family.

I could get used to this.