Fix A Heart

Chapter 2

"Sorry, the last few are always the longest!" Demi replied, running towards where I was standing. Damn, she even looks cute when she's in a hurry. I muttered to myself as she grabbed my arm and we headed towards her dressing room. As we approached the dressing room, I was shocked. It was a huge room, but it was all by itself in a corner with a star on the door labeling 'Demi Lovato's dressing room'. She swung the door open and watched my facial expression quickly change as I saw bundles of magazines, a table filled with delicious looking food and a huge case filled with expensive makeup. "This is... Wow!" I said, laying back on her couch a few feet away from where I was standing. "I know, it's pretty amazing."

"You got that right." I replied, before fiddling with my fingers. "Do you want to go to a nearby diner?" She asked, grabbing her purse off of the nearby hook. "Sure." I replied, nodding as we headed towards the diner.

We arrived at the diner a few minutes later. It was a nice, old looking diner. In a weird way, it almost felt like home. We were seated quickly. "This is cute." I smiled as we ordered our food. I ordered a hamburger and a vanilla milkshake and Demi did the same.

"It's ni--" "I'm sorry, hold that thought." I said, as I answered my phone. "Yes, Jesus. What is it?" "We can't find Mariana." "What do you mean you can't find her?" "I mean she's not here." "Don't panic, keep searching. I'll be back as soon as I can." I replied before quickly hanging up afterwords.

"I'm sorry. You were saying?" "I was just saying how nice it is to go out and not be mobbed by fans or paps for that matter." She giggled softly at her response as our food arrived. I took a bite out of my hamburger before smiling softly. "Damn, this is delicious!" "I know." She replied.

We finished our food a few minutes later. Demi left enough money to cover the check and we headed back towards the Meet and Greet area. "Did you guys find her?" "Yes, we did. She was making out with some guy." Jesus replied, shuddering slightly. "Shut up, Jesus." Mariana replied, slapping him lightly.

"Callie, I think you should come home with us." Stef replied. "Okay, just give me a few minutes." I pleaded before taking Demi off towards the side. "Here's my phone number and address in case you want to meet up again." "Oh, don't worry. I will." She replied with a wink as I headed towards the car.