Even Heroes Have Scars

[5] My Idol

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Sorry for the late update, Wattpad's been giving me a lot of crap today but here's chapter 5!

Ansley's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, or who I was seeing rather. Demetria Devonne Lovato, age twenty-one, twenty two in a couple weeks. Brown ombré hair, big brown eyes, makeupless face, a tight black shirt that embraced her curves, blue skinny jeans, and converse sneakers. She waved her hand in front of my face.

"Pardon?" I asked.

She giggled. "I said... You're just like Jacob. Come on in." She grabbed my hand and pulled me in, shutting the door behind me. Still grasping my hand in hers, she led me to the living room and sat on the couch. Her hand was softer than a puppy and her skin was so bright.

I realized my jaw was still dropped when she said, "Might want to close your mouth before the flies get in."

To that, I immediately shut my mouth and blushed. She giggled that adorable giggle again and I went redder.

"You're so cute! Oh my god! How old are you?" She asked with the whitest and widest smile on the planet.

"I'm... uh... thirteen," I said, then quickly corrected myself. "No! I meant I'm nineteen! Sorry!"

Way to fucking go, Ansley. Way to be cool. You're embarrassing yourself in front of Demi Lovato!

"So you're... nineteen?" She asked with a chuckle.

"Y-yeah," I stammered. Yeah? Great vocabulary. I bit the inside of my cheek and looked around the well-lit living room, expecting to see Jacob or Drew somewhere.

"If you're wondering, they're out back. We were making s'mores by the fire. Would you like to join?" She asked me.

She sure asked a lot of questions for a smart person like herself. But then again, she was homeschooled.

"I'm not really hungry-" I objected, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

"Pleeeaaasssseeee?" She begged. "I insist! Come on!"

Her soft warm hand had quite a grip on mine as she pulled me through her gigantic mansion. Part of me wanted to pull back but I just couldn't. Demi Lovato was gripping my hand in hers tightly and dragging me around her mansion so I could go out back to see my brother, his friends, and Demi's family was probably out there, too. How could I possibly resist?! She was my fucking idol! I know what you're probably thinking, "This is so fucking cliche oh my god!" I admit, I agree. That's how I felt. I was beyond shocked. I couldn't believe this was happening!

"So you're Jacob's what? Sister? Family friend?" Demi asked as she released her grip on me. I began just walking beside her.

"Oh... uh... sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Ansley Brooks, Jacob's older sister. I'm also his legal guardian," I introduced.

"Cool. I'm Jacob's friend's older sister-" she started but I cut her off.

"TWENTY-ONE YEAR OLD DEMETRIA DEVONNE LOVATO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERFECT PERSON I THE FuCKING UNIVERSE ALSO KNOWN AS MY IDOL!" I blurted in one breath.

Her mesmerizing laugh filled my ears as I blushed. God I loved her laugh!

"I'm guessing you're a Lovatic, huh?" Demi asked. All I could do was nod.

"Y-you saved my life," I said under my breath. Oh yeah, like she hadn't heard that before like a billion kajillion times! She stopped in we tracks and turned to me.

"I'm glad as hell I did. You deserve to be happy and to live, no matter what," she grasped both of my hands in hers. "But just so you know, I'm not perfect. People say I am, but I'm not."