Demi Imagines 2.0

Everything

You're walking home...

You look down at the ground. Life can be such a dick sometimes. Your relationship had been a bit rocky for a while, but you didn't actually think she'd decide you should "just be friends".
You let out a breath as you walk up the path to your house. You go inside, and you can hear your mother bustling around in the kitchen. Deciding to go to your room, you climb up the stairs.
When you enter your room, you don't notice her at first.
"Hey," she says, and you look up.
"Oh, Demi. Hey."
"You okay?" she asks, furrowing her brow.
"Not really," you admit, dropping your bag and going over to her. She's sitting on your bed, and she scoots over a bit so you can sit beside her.
"What's going on?"
"She broke up with me," you say, and Demi's face softens.
"I'm sorry." She puts her arm around you, and you wrap your arms around her waist.
"It's fine."
"You're gonna be okay," she says softly, letting out a breath. She kisses your head gently as you close your eyes.
You feel numb and sad at the same time. You hate it.
"You know," she says, and you pull away enough to look at her. "You really deserve someone who can appreciate how amazing you are."
"Thanks, Demi," you say, smiling slightly.
"I mean it. You deserve someone who loves you and only you. You deserve someone who is always thinking of you." She looks into your eyes. "You should be her favorite person. You should be the only person she can even see."
"Where am I going to find someone like that?" you ask, letting out a sigh. You feel depleted.
"I'm not even done," she says. "You deserve someone who puts you first. Like, fuck sleep—if you need someone, she should be there. She should stick by you through thick and thin, and no matter what, always love you for you."
"That doesn't answer my qu—"
"It's me, you dummy," Demi says, making you blink.
You don't even understand what she's saying.
"You?" you repeat, and she nods. You pull away so you can look at her properly.
"I love you," she says, and you find yourself smiling. "Now, I don't want you to suddenly claim you love me. I just want you to know that I'm here for you, and I always will be. You are my everything." She smiles as she says, "And trust me, if you ever agreed to be mine, you would know you are."
"Demi," you whisper, your eyes suddenly brimming with tears. "That is the sweetest thing anybody has ever said to me."
"Well, that's how I feel," she says, her cheeks tinted pink. "I promise I'll always be here for you."
And she kept her promise. Through your healing, through your relationship, and now, through your marriage.

A/N
I wrote this for my favorite person. She means the world to me.
I love you so much Kathiago ( demisbitch )
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