You're upstairs in your bedroom trying to sleep but your mom walks in and wakes you up
"Wake up (your name) we're going out. Get dressed."
"Where are you going?" you ask
"To a flea market to buy albums. Or anything you want."
"Do I have to?"
"No, but your dad and I would love it if you came with"
you slam your head down back on your pillow and after 30 minutes if thinking, you decide to go with.
"Mom!" you yell
"Hmm?"
"I decided to come with."
"Ok, get dressed. We're leaving in 15."
You get some skinny jeans on, your demi lovato sweat shirt, and some black combat boots that match and walk downstairs with your phone in your hand.
"Ready?" your mom asks
"Yeah"
You, your dad, and your mom walk out to the car. It's about a 30 minute drive to the flea market but once you arrive you see a small crowd of people in the front entrance. You walk in honoring to see your idol, Demi Lovato, but it's just because there is a long line to get in. You and your family walk up to the front doors, and after a long walk around the while flea market, the last section, you turn around to see to large men in black outfits standing next to non other than Demi Lovato. You run up to her hoping for a hug and a picture but the two men hold you back. You loose your parents because your too busy focusing on Demi.
"Guys, guys, wait. She's a fan. Let me take a picture with her." Says Demi.
"What's your name?" She asks
"I'm (your name)"
"That's beautiful. After you take the picture, she grabs your wrists and hugs you really really tight and whispers in your ear
"listen, your beautiful, strong, an i love you. Don't do this to yourself."
As she stops hugging you, you lay your head down in shame, wishing she didn't notice. A year rolls down your face. Demi wipes away the tear.
"Here, what's your twitter? I wanna follow you so you can DM me if you ever need to talk."
you give her your twitter and she follows you. Right as she hugs you and kisses your forehead goodbye, you hear your name being yelled
"Bye demi!!"
You run up to your parents and show them the picture. They're so happy for you. You drive home with a huge smile on your face. You run upstairs and immediately message Demi on twitter.
