Hate At First Sight. (Demi Lovato & Wilmer Valderrama.)

Chapter 22: Revelations.

Wilmer's breathing increased rapidly at Demi's revelation, he'd always wanted the sound of a woman being in a relationship with him but with her he wanted it as much as anything. His hands rubbed her hips as they continued to sway, not caring about the music in the background but the smirk on Wilmer's face made Demi regret telling him.

"I'm pretty irresistible so of course you do." Wilmer chuckled towards the woman playfully but in seconds she was out of his arms which made him frown at the lack of contact, he wanted to hold her and as much as he'd love to take her body as his he'd much rather spoon with her until she fell asleep. He'd never once in his 36 years of existence want to be in a woman's hold without f*cking them but with her he'd do anything she wanted, he wanted to make her happy.

"Wait, I was kidding!" Wilmer rushed of the dance floor but stopped when a woman blocked his view of Demi, he groaned in frustration as she trailed her hand up his shirt as he was wearing a suit but her touches were nothing compared to Demi's. That's what he'd been doing over the last month, comparing every woman he met with Demi and none of them was as beautiful and intriguing than her. He never knew a woman could hold such an affect on him so he tried his best to get her out of his head, going back to drinking and sleeping with woman was the only way to do it but it still never worked.

Demetria Lovato your playing with my head like a game cube.

"Hi, I'm Amanda. Why don't we take this party somewhere else?" Wilmer's face turned to disgust as the woman kissed down his shoulder, he couldn't believe how easy woman was for him but most of all he realised something... He broke woman's hearts and now with Demi he's the man who's chasing after a girl but by risk to get his heart broken. He'd never been chasing after a woman before, it was always the other way around but when Wilmer's mom found out he was the popular in a private school he always remembered the words she told him.

"You can have teenage girls chasing after you now, Wil because your handsome which you got from your dad but one day it'll change and you'll be the one running after a girl trying to get her to notice you. It'll be that woman that changed your life for the better so don't let her go!" His mother smiled down to the teenage boy who had a lot to learn about love, Wilmer never thought what his mother was saying was relevant and wasn't true.

"Holy fuck! I think I love her." Wilmer was shocked as he spoke the words, so much that he quickly ignored the woman who was trailing kisses down his neck. His eyes were wide with both fear of being in love and happiness that he'd finally found it, just as his mother had told him he would. Wilmer just had to find if it was true, the love he felt towards her wasn't just a crush.

"Uh, I'm sorry. I'm in love with somebody." Wilmer grinned at the thought of being in love with the stubborn, intelligent sexy woman that he'd ever laid eyes on as she'd changed him a lot. He slipped out of the woman's grip who huffed behind his as he pushed his way throughout the drunken men and woman dancing, trying to find the woman that had just slipped out of his hold. Then the negative thoughts came to mind and the grin on Wilmer's face faded, why would she love a man like me? She told me only months ago she didn't fall for the guy who had slept with many woman which is why I'd felt like my heart had been crushed, could she feel it too? Oh man, I sound like a damn p*ssy!

Wilmer's head turned towards Demi's voice, she was laughing at the guy in front of her and Wilmer knew she was a little tipsy but not drunk. When he first met the woman he'd never of thought he'd see her in a bar with all guys surrounding her, Demi was more like the sit at home and read type of girl but he didn't mind it at all. Out of every girl he'd ever been with Demi, the girl that sent him insane from her mood swings was the woman he'd fell for. Actually that's wrong, she was the girl who walked into his life and set him straight. The only thing he hated was how the mans arms dipped to Demi's ass and just as he squeezed it softly Wilmer's eyes narrowed irritatedly, nobody touched his woman except for him. The only down side to the sentence he'd just thought was that Demi wasn't his, she didn't even feel anything towards him.

"Get you hands off her! She's mine." Wilmer growled towards the man possessively as he pushed him from Demi's touch and brought her closer towards him. As much as Demi didn't want to admit, the possessive man turned her on more than anything with the words he spoke. I'm his, she couldn't help but smile. Wilmer's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his hard, chiselled chest as his gaze was on the man in front who was much younger than Wilmer which lowered his self esteem a lot more as Wilmer was older than him.

"Yo! No need to get angry man, I didn't know she had a boyfriend and by the looks of it Demi wasn't complaining." The man smirked but it fell from his face when Wilmer's fist connected with the guys jaw, sending a huge crack on impact and a gasp from Demi. She noticed the mans change in minutes s before he was cocky towards her and didn't seem to mind but he turned possessive which confused her.

"Wilmer! Why would you do that, I'm sorry." Demi apologised for Wilmer's actions as she went to touch the guys face which by the looks of it was bruised badly and blood trickled Dow from his nose. Demi didn't have a chance to touch the guy and check if he was fine as Wilmer was tugging her away and towards the club exit. Demi was still in shock from the events so allowed Wilmer to pull her out form the club, her eyes still wide with a little fear from Wilmer's anger.

"He shouldn't of touched you, he deserved it!" Wilmer shrugged, not caring about his hand swelling up as they moved to Wilmer's car parked outside for them. Instead of making there way inside to drive home Wilmer leaned Demi against the hood of the car with his signature smirk back on his face. It was cold which made goosebumps rise on Demi's sleeveless arms but with Wilmer beside her all thoughts fell from her mind as she stared into his mahogany eyes that used to be cold and intense the first time they met but in front of her now they was soft and loving, she'd never seen his eyes sparkle before with love but in that moment she even them as he searched her facial expressions for any signs of anger for hurting the guy like he thought he'd find but didn't.

"I thought you'd be angry." Wilmer whispered, not knowing why but it made Demi giggle at how memorised he was. His gaze didn't move from hers as his hand pushed back her short hair from her eyes, something he'd always wanted to do since he laid eyes on her. Her smile made Wilmer crumble under her touch, he didn't know how affective she could be but her smile always managed to pull him in.

"I'm not mad, it was kinda hot what you did back there." Demi bit her lip as a blush rose onto her facial features, she blurted what she was thinking by accident but Wilmer only laughed at her embarrassment. His chuckle sent Demi over edge and she couldn't help it, she was the one that pulled him down to her height as their lips met for a passionate kiss. It wasn't rough, it was gentle as they moved in sync but Demi couldn't help but let a breathless moan out when he bit down on her lip. Demi would never get used to the feeling of his lips on hers, his breath was minty with a hint of vodka and lemonade which Demi knew he hadn't drank much at all.

"Your mine."

There they was in the darkness, him pressed against her as her cold skin came in contact with the White car she was leaning on. All they didn't realise was paparazzi behind them, snapping pictures of there every move.