Story of Simon Cowell's daughter

Chapter 5

'Hey hun I'm in London. Can I come visit you? Dems xx'  I got message from Demi and I squealed and than texted back. 

'Sure. I'm home with Lauren. Ann xx'  Soon I heard door bell. That was fast, I thought for myself. I ran downstairs to open door for her. When I saw her standing there I jumped on her wrapping my legs around her waist. 

"Hi Dems!" I said and hugged her tight. 

"Hey polar bear! You're easier than usually, have you been eating?" 

"Yes." I said and looked away. 

"Ann look at me." I looked at her with tears in eyes. She hugged me tight. 

"What's wrong baby?"

"Dad..." 

"What's wrong with him?"

"He won't talk with me..." 

"Why?"

"Because I said he should break up with Lauren. But in these last few weeks I gotten to like her a lot but he still won't talk with me..." 

"Where is he?" 

"Work..." SHe rolled her eyes and wrote a text to someone. 

"I wouldn't expect him being anywhere else."

"I wrote a part of song about this..." 

"Really? I wanna hear." 

"Don't you remember I'm your baby girl? How could you throw me right out of your world? So young when the pain had begun now forever afraid of being loved oh, father, please, father I'd love to leave you alone but I can't let you go oh, father, please, father..."  I sang part of song I wrote. Demi was in tears. 

"Ann you mind if we do this song together for my next album? I really love it and as I have lots of problems with my father I could help you with writing rest of it." I smiled. 

"Oh my God! Are you seriously asking me to do this?!" I said smiling wide. 

"Of course I love it." 

"Okay than let's go to my room I got some ideas for song."  We went to my room and after one hour we finished writing a song. It was perfect. 

"Okay now let's sing it all together." Demi said and I nodded. She started singing and I did same. 

"Four years old with my back to the door

All I could hear was the family war

Your selfish hands always expecting more

Am I your child or just a charity award?

You have a hollowed out heart

But it's heavy in your chest

I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless

Hopeless, you're hopeless

Oh, father, please, father

I'd love to leave you alone

But I can't let you go

Oh, father, please, father

Put the bottle down

For the love of a daughter

Oh

It's been five years since we've spoken last

And you can't take back

What we never had

Oh, I can be manipulated

Only so many times,

Before even "I love you"

Starts to sound like a lie

You have a hollowed out heart

But it's heavy in your chest

I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless

Hopeless, you're hopeless

Oh, father, please, father

I'd love to leave you alone

But I can't let you go

Oh, father, please, father

Put the bottle down

For the love of a daughter

Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?

How could you push me out of your world,

Lied to your flesh and your blood,

Put your hands on the ones that you swore you loved?

Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?

How could you throw me right out of your world?

So young when the pain had begun

Now forever afraid of being loved

Oh, father, please, father

I'd love to leave you alone

But I can't let you go

Oh, father, please, father

Oh, father, please, father

Put the bottle down

For the love of a daughter

For the love of a daughter"

I started crying. Than I heard someone coming into room. I turned around from computer and saw dad standing there. 

"I'm sorry baby..." He said and came and hugged me. Demi just stood in other part of room smiling at dad and me. 

"It's okay daddy." 

"Did you wrote that song?"

"Yea, a bit. Demi helped." I said and smiled. 

"Simon can she sing this song with me on my new album?" Demi asked. 

"Um... Yeah, sure. Why not." Dad answered her and I jumped on him hugging him. 

"Thanks daddy! I love you!" 

"I love you more princess."