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14 Years Back:

  "Demi! Hurry up! We gotta go!" Kenzie yelled. We're going to this big Hollywood party around the shore. It's suppose to be ridiculous! It's gonna be me, Kenzie, her boyfriend, a couple of her friends, and Joe too. And I guess his brothers also. It's whatever too. Selena nor Miley wanted to go. They said "We're too young to be there Demi. Stop. Don't go." And I should listen to them because? I'm 17. I'm alright. It's not like I'm gonna go and have some random sex with someone. Or basically anything.

        "DEMI! We're leaving you. See you at the party."

She yelled again.

       "Wait! I'm coming let me put on my heels." I said while just getting them and running down the stairs. I locked my door and went inside the car.

A 30 Minute car ride later

   "Demi, we'll meet up here at 3 alright."

     "Alright. Alright. I know. 3. Okay. Have fun!" I said while getting a drink for me and Joe.

      "I don't think that we should drink these." He said in concern.

      "What? Come on. One drink wouldn't hurt. Stop being a wuss. DRINK." I yelled. He shook his head and walk away.

2 Hours Later...

       "Demi, I think we should go." Joe said while tugging my arm.

       "Nah man. Have some fun! Come on. I know you want to." I said seductively. He still tugged me till we were out of the club.

   "I'm not Joe. I'm Nick. Remember, Nick?"

  "Huh!?"

   "Demi. Come on. It's already 5 of the fucking morning. We got rehearsal in a few hours. We all need sleep."

   "No. We all need is JESUS!"

 "Demi. You're drunk. Everyone left. Even Joe. Come on. We gotta go." He said while trying to tug me.

    "Don't touch me. I don't know you."

       "Demi. Let's. Go." He said while his face was going into a red tomato.

         "Ha. Your face is a tomato." I said while laughing.

       "That's it." He said while carrying me to his car.

        "Who the hell you think you are? Let go of me." I said while slapping his back.

       "Demi. You have to sleep. Like I said, we got rehearsal in like eight hours and you're gonna have a massive hangover. You have to sleep."

    "No! Where are we. Who are you? Wanna have sex?"

        "Demi? Hello. I'm Nick. No. You're my brother's girlfriend. Why would I?"

      "I know you like me. I know you would want this." I said while putting my face (well my lips) in to his. He kissed back. Fireworks started. I never felt like that with Joe? Weird right? I know. So, we had this long, major make-out session... long story short, we made out, next thing I know is that we're inside the tour bus, only finding ourselves naked together. With me being on top.

       "Morning." I whispered in his ear.

       "What happened last Night?"

         "Well, I don't know, but we're here. Naked. I'm still on top of you. Uh, you look hot. Um, and I think we missed rehearsal or we're gonna be at least an hour late."

      "Why an hour?"

        "Well, I think if we go together the people over there are gonna think that we had sex or somet-"

       "But, we had sex. And now my brother is gonna kill me!"

       "Let me finish. Rude much? Like I was saying: I can go in first, and I can go and look like if I was sick or something. Then, in like twenty minutes or something, you can go and rehearse. And we all live happily ever after."

       "Well, go hit the showers then."

        "But, I'm comfortable though. I don't wanna move."

      "Demi."

      "Alright. Alright. I'm moving." I got up, took a shower, got some of my clothes (since we we're in my bus) and went to go do my make-up.

       "I'm ready. Uh? Want me to go get you something from your bus?"

     "I would like that please. Thank you very much." I went up to him, had another make-out session, ran out, got his clothes and shit and ran back.

         "Thanks Demi."

       "No problem. I'll be on my way okay."

        "Alright. See you Demetria."

       "See you too Nicholas." I walked of to rehearsal.