All These Years ~ Dimon

17.

Demi: just stop playing like this...I'm not a little girl anymore (he let me go and I walked to my ourse, took of the paper and threw it to his chest) there it is...now, leave me alone, I don't want to see nor talk to you ever again...I hate you Simon Cowell (I saw his face expression turn into a hurted face and he red the paper)

SIMON P.O.V.: "I hate you Simon Cowell" I swear, nothing has ever hurted me this much. I grabbed the paper she threw me.

Simon: what is this?

Demi: you know it very well...read it in case you don't remember

I opened the paper and red what said there...never in a million years I would've wrote that to Demi. Not to her.

I couldn't believe what I was reading. I stared at the staircase and I saw that she was crying.

Simon: Demi...

Demi: why Simon? What make you write that?

Simon: I actually...didn't write it

Demi: oh, so you didn't even took the time to write it? You just told someone to do it for you

Simon: no, Demi...I'd never do that to you...I promise (she looked at me and dried her tears)

Demi: what? Who sent it then?

Simon: well...probably Lauren

Demi: how do you say?

Simon: I mean...she's jealous of you so she probably just made this and sent it to you

Demi: so...it wasn't you...promise?

Simon: I promise Demi, I'd never do that to you (she smiled softly)

Demi: okay and ummm...what are you doing here? Supposedly you were staying all this two weeks out

Simon: I came back before cause I was worried about you....just in case you needed me and to talk about this situation

Demi: yeah, thanks then

Simon: you're welcome spoiled brat (she smiled at me and I hugged her tightly to my body) I missed you

Demi: me too, shit...this is so peaceful I'm gonna fall sleep