Tell me you love me.

EIGHT

Demi's pov:
I was getting really worried. Allison is already away for almost four hours and she still isn't back. I also send her some messages, but she didn't reply yet. If Lauren wasn't here to stop me I'd call the police by now.

"Baby, she's a teenager, she probably does this all the time. I don't think the care workers even notice. Just be patient and don't worry." Lauren tried to calm me, but I still was concerned about her. She doesn't even know the neighbourhood.

She eventually came home at 12.15 and I couldn't hold back myself from bursting out to her. I did feel guilty after, but it's just that I care about her.

"I think I'm going to check up on her." I said. Lauren stood up. "I'll do it." I smiled and she left to talk to her.

Lauren came back and told everything she had said and it kinda mad me sad ànd jealous, cause she said more to Lauren in that conversation, than to me in these two days.

It was almost 1pm and I wanted to take Allison to the mall to buy clothes, but yesterday I saw how much she scared from the paparazzi so I think I'm going to do it online. Maybe after lunch.

About that, Allison have to eat now, cause she also didn't eat this morning. I was kind of against to it, but if that's a habit of her I don't want to forbid it. I was thinking of making a salad since I literally can't cook.

Lauren called Ally to come eat. "I hope salad is good, normally we eat outside, but we thought it would be good to be away from the paparazzi for a moment." I tried to explain. "Okay." She replied like she didn't care.

She ate half of the salad. "You didn't ate breakfast, can you eat all of it please?" "I already ate outside." "With who's money?" "Mine." "You could've asked it. I'd give it to you." She shrugged.

Allison's  pov:
I lied about eating outside. Ofcourse I didn't eat. After eating half of my salad, I was doubting to purge or not. I mean it was only salad and I ate half of it. I checked on my phone how much calories there are in salad and it was 20 so it's okay.

I wanted to go back to 'my' room, but Demi stopped me. "Hey I want to buy clothes for you, but don't want to be interrupt by the paparazzi, do you want to do it online?" She asked nicely.

"Um no it's alright, I don't need new clothes." I didn't want her to spend money on me. I used to steel clothes, when my dad didn't gave me the money.

"I know you do, come sit down." I sighed, but sit eventually on the couch. "Come closer, you silly. How are you supposed to look?" It kinda made me uncomfortable, but it ended up being fun. She had ordered some pants, jeans, a lot of sweaters and two pair of nike shoes.

"You didn't have to do that." "But I wanted to." "Thank you." "Anytime." She smiled.