Instagram ~ Demi Lovato

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Italics is what you and Demi are saying when you're recording FYI!

Y/N's POV:
The girls and I are on our way to the location for Demi's music video for Tell Me You Love Me. Our driver pulls up to the location and the house is so beautiful. We all get out and I see Demi talking to what looks like her best friend Marissa.

"Babe!" Dems runs to me and hugs me tightly since we haven't see each other in a while.

"Hi beautiful" We kiss until Dinah and Lo pull me away.

"Damn Y/N/N calm down" The girls laugh and we all go in the mansion to the dressing room.

"What are we doing first first babe?"

"Mark wants us to do all the bedroom scenes then the wedding scenes after" I nod and look at the clothes- well bra and panties I'm wearing.

"I hope you like it because I picked it out myself baby" Dems said kissing my ear softly.

"Of course you did, I love it" We all hear a knock and see Mark, the director standing there.

"Hi Y/N nice to see you again. Just letting you two know that you're on in 5 so get dressed" Demi and I run into the bathroom and quickly change. I come out first and the girls all cat called at me.

"Oh shut it" Dems comes out too and we all walk in to the room.

"Okay Y/N and Demi sit at the end of the bed please" We sit down and the girls move back a little. I give DJ a nervous look and gives me a thumbs up.

"Y/N can you slouch a little and move towards Demi ... Okay now bring your head closer and put your right hand on her cheek ... Perfect, don't move" Mark counted down and he started recording.

"So I'm supposed to take your bullshit for better or for worse?" I say.

"Yeah"

"Is that how it works?"

"Yeah" Dems laughs and Mark calls cut.

"Okay next scene. Y/N on the right, Demi on the left" I sit on my side of the bed with my back facing Demi's.

"And action!" The phone buzzes and I mentally count until 6 then I turn around half way.

"Who's that?"

"Nobody" Demi answers. I turn more so I'm looking at her back.

"Really? Who's that?"

"She's one of my best friends" Demi turns and looks at me.

"Good. That's fucking convenient" I'm gonna be hit with a bible by Allysus if I keep swearing.

"Are you jealous?"

"I don't have to be jealous of it to not like it. I don't like it"

"I'm not doing this" Demi stands up and turns around, facing me completely.

"She shouldn't be texting you at all!"

"I'm not fucking hiding it!" Demi yells at me then sits on the bed.

"I don't ask you who you text"

"You don't have to do you" We look at each other for a few seconds then Mark calls cut.

"Y/N are you sure you haven't acted before? You're a natural! We're doing the coming home scene next so everyone downstairs in 10"

"Thanks Mark" I get off the bed and go to Dems.

"You are amazing babe"

"Thanks. Isn't there making out scenes?" I ask smirking.

"Yeah we'll do them after the wedding I think" I nod and peck her lips. We go to the girls and they are fangirling but trying to hide it and failing.

"Hey guys"

"Omg Y/N/N you did so good!" Ally said excitedly.

"Thank you sunshine" We all go in the dressing room and Demi went to get changed in her pant suit. I squeeze on a tight dress on somehow, put on some black pumps and slide on a grey blazer.

"Oooh get it Demi!" I hear Mani and Lo yell. I turn around and my jaw dropped. God damn.

"Ready babe?" I nod, not being able to formulate any words at the moment.

We all walk downstairs and the girls wish me good luck as Dems and I get in position. For some reason, I get really nervous. I feel my hands on my cheeks and familiar lips on mine.

"Calm down okay? It's just pretend"

"I know but I hate yelling at you" I say pouting.

"It'll be over soon okay? I love you"

"I love you too"

"Places ... And action!"

"I'm not fucking doing this" Dems says angrily.

"Babe you're just going to keep going here? You're not going to let that go?"

"Yeah I'm going to keep going" Demi replies as we walk in the bathroom.

"I didn't mean to really do or say anything"

"You looked at her, you looked at her chest I watched you"

"Maybe if I get her number and then she'll text me at 2am maybe you'll be happier" I started to walk away when I say 'happier'.

"Don't walk away from me" Demi walks in front of me and I say the part I don't want to.

"You're badging me in the fucking restaurant, in the car, on the walk, on the way to our own fucking house! If you wanna just fight pick somebody else!"

"I don't want anybody else, I want you!"

"It doesn't work that way"

"I want you, I want you!" Demi exclaims gripping my blazer.

"And scene. Everyone go in hair and makeup for the wedding scene" The girls cheer because they finally get to do something.

About 45 minutes later, everyone is in position and Demi walks down the aisle with her fake dad. I wipe a few stray tears and Dems stand in front of me. I move her veil out of the way and turn back to get the ring from Mani. I slide it on Demi's finger and she does the same. I change my expression and Demi does too. I look at our hands and take the ring off my finger.

"What are you doing?" Demi asks.

"We're not ready" I put the ring in her hand hold hold her hands.

"I need more time" I walk backwards to see all the bridesmaids shocked. I turn around and walk the rest of the way. I walk around a corner and wait for the signal that we've finished recording. I find a bench to sit on and start crying, completely drowning out my surroundings.

"Babe? There yo- what's wrong?" Demi asks sitting next to me, holding my hands.

"I-it felt so real and it just made me think of what our future is going to be like. I know we've only been dating for a few months but I want it all with you"

"Me too princess. We will figure it all out when that time comes okay? I told the girls to go so now we can do those make out scenes you mentioned earlier"

"Perfect, let's go"