Why me? (Demi Lovato Adoption Story)

Chapter 3

Demis POV:

When Taylor ran back up the stairs, i knew that i had to have her and only her. She was just like me. Clumsy and funny.

"Sorry about that. She is a huge Lovatic. I will try to bring her back down." Taylor's friend said

"Wait! What's your name?" i asked before she ran up the stairs

"Jessica. But the last person that called me Jessica ended up with a broken nose. So it's Jessie. But anyways, nice to meet you Demetria." She smirked as she stuck her hand out

"Nice to meet you too Jessie. And please, call me Demi." i replied

"Sure. I will be right back with Taylor." she said

"Okay."

Taylors POV:

As we were walking down the stairs, i clutched onto the railing for dear life so i wouldn't embarrass myself again.

When we turned the corner, i felt my heart rate increase. There she was. Standing there. Waiting for me. ME!

"Hi! I'm Demi!" she said as she stuck out her hand

"Hi, i'm Taylor." i said shyly

"I know." She giggled

"What, how?" i asked shocked

"Well i heard Jessie here say 'Oh my god, Taylor are you okay!?' When i turned the corner and seen you sprawled out on the staircase." She replied and giggled at the end

Oh my god her little giggles are so god damn cute!

Sorry, my Lovatic side is coming out.

"Oh." I looked down embarrassed

"No don't be embarrassed. But really though, are you alright?" she asked with a hint of concern in her voice

Wait, she cares how i feel?

"Of course i care how you feel." she said

Shit! i was thinking out loud

"Yeah i'm alright, thanks." i replied embarrassed again

"Well how about we go sit with the others yeah?" Jessie jumped in

"Yeah sure. Lets go." Demi said

I got up off the stairs and felt a sharp pain in my lower back

"Shit." i hissed

"You ok?" Demi asked concerned

"Yeah. It's just when i fell, i fell on my back and i just felt a sharp pain in my lower back." i replied in pain

Demi turned her back to me

"Hop on." She said bending down

"Nonono, i'm okay. I don't want you getting hurt cause i'm too heavy." i said

"Are you kidding? You look like you're 90 pounds. How old are you?" she asked 

"14." 

"What!? Dude how much do you weigh?" she asked shocked

I don't even want to know how much i weigh. I'm too fat.

"No your not! Who told you that?" Demi said slightly angered

"Fuck, i really need to stop thinking out loud!" i said

"Trucker mouth much! And you are not fat! Don't listen to those people." She said

"Why do you care anyways. Aren't you here to adopt a cute little 3-6 year old?" i asked slightly annoyed that she won't drop the subject

"No. I was thinking of taking you home. How does that sound?" She said smiling

I immediately had a huge smile on my face

"Really!? YES! A MILLION TIMES YES!" i said extremely happy