It Was Always You
Title: It Was Always You
Chapter: Two
Pairing: Demi/Selena
Rating: PG-13
Summary: You promised that we would always be together. You swore that nothing would ever separate us. Why am I lying in our bed alone? Why has it been four years since I last saw your face?
Disclaimer: Based on actual people comes a story completely from my imagination. These events never happened.
“You hoe, you hoe. A pirate’s life for me!”
“I got patron in my cup!”
Demi smiled sheepishly at the furious blonde who tightened her robe as she looked at the three women. “I’m sorry Tay. We signed a new group and the celebration got a little out of hand,” explained Demi as she looked at her best friend and sister who were singing completely off key and to completely different songs.
Miley looked at Taylor and then whispered to Dallas. “Hey Dal, the blonde is hot. You think she’ll let me fuck her?” whispered Miley loudly.
“Not tonight Miley Ray,” responded Taylor as she opened the door for them to walk in.
Dallas’ eyes widened. “Dude she knows your name,” she loudly whispered back.
Miley smiled happily. “I know. I’m so in and she said not tonight which means she’ll let me hit it in the morning.”
Taylor grabbed her wife and dragged her into the house. “I should give you a cold shower. Now be quiet or you’ll wake Isabel,” warned Taylor as she dragged the drunken brunette up the stairs.
“Hey blondie, who’s Isabel? Your wife? Cuz I don’t fuck married women,” declared Miley as she sat on the steps with her arms crossed across her chest refusing to move.
Taylor glared at her. “Isabel is our two year old daughter you idiot!” she whispered yelled.
Miley jumped up and pulled Taylor into her arms and planted a sloppy kiss on her lips. “I love you blondie and our beautiful daughter,” said Miley as she started dragging Taylor to their bedroom. “Let’s go make Isabel a baby brother.”
Demi shook her head at her best friend’s words and hoped that Taylor didn’t strangle her to death. She turned to look at her sister who was leaning on the doorframe. “Let’s go Dal. If you’re a good girl, tomorrow I’ll take you to Disneyland and you can ride Pirates of the Caribbean for as long as you want,” promised Demi.
“Yay!” squealed Dallas as she ran towards Demi’s black Camaro. “I call shot gun!” she announced.
Demi got in the car and started driving towards the condo that she and her sister shared.
“Hey Dem, if things don’t work out for Miles and that blonde, you think blondie would go for me?” questioned Dallas as she lay back on the car seat.
Demi looked at her sister and then smacked her upside the head. “That blonde is Taylor. Miley’s wife and your best friend you moron!” yelled Demi.
Dallas giggled. “No wonder she looked familiar. Don’t tell Miley I said that,” said Dallas as she covered her mouth with her hand still giggling.
Demi shook her head. “Don’t worry I won’t. Miley won’t be of much use for me from behind bars and you’re actually a pretty good producer so I can’t let her kill you,” said Demi as she parked the car and headed towards the private elevator to wait for her drunken, idiot of a sister.
Dallas started throwing her clothes off as soon as she hot into the condo and pranced into her bedroom in her bra and pannies. “California girls they’re unforgettable. Daisy dukes, nothing on top!” sang Dallas as she threw herself on her bed.
Demi ignored her sister and went into her own bedroom. She pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt before climbing into bed. Instinctively her hand went to the left side of the bed. The side that Selena had always occupied and cringed upon feeling the coldness. Demi had been sleeping alone for nearly four years, she hadn’t been a saint, but no woman got to spend the entire night in her bed. It was always a quick meaningless fuck that usually left her feeling emptier than before.
Dream
“Hey Selly how’s my princess?” questioned Demi as she wrapped her arms around her wife and peered down at the sleeping toddler.
Selena leaned back and pecked Demi’s lips. “She just went down for her nap baby,” whispered Selena.
Demi pouted. “Aww but I came home early to spend some time with her. I even told Dallas she could make decisions without me for the rest of the afternoon. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?” questioned Demi with a shudder.
Selena giggled and turned in Demi’s arms. “Well I know what we can do until our little terror wakes up. Why don’t we go to our room rockstar?” whispered Selena as she bit Demi’ s earlobe gently.
Demi moaned. “I’m not a rockstar anymore. I’m head bitch in charge,” responded Demi and walked backwards pulling her wife with her.
When Demi’s legs hit the edge of the bed, Selena pulled back and pushed her onto the bed. “You’re my rockstar and my bitch,” said Selena with a smirk.
Demi’s mouth dropped open in shock as she stared at wife.
Selena giggled and climbed on top of Demi using her open mouth to her advantage.
Demi woke up and looked at the left side of the bed. She was tired of having this recurring dream. Selena was gone and nothing was ever going to change that. Angry at herself she got up and took a quick shower.
“Dallas, get your lazy ass up! We have work to do!” she yelled.
Dallas moaned. “Go away you evil slave driver. Don’t you know that the elves are building a road in my head?” questioned Dallas as she buried her head in her pillow.
Demi glared at her sister. “Dallas Christina Lovato you either get up now or I tell Miley that you want to fuck Taylor,” threatened Demi.
Dallas sat up and grabbed her head in pain when she realized it was a bad idea. “When the hell did I say that? I don’t want Miley’s left overs,” retorted Dallas.
“That’s not what you said last night,” replied Demi as she went into the kitchen to make a strong pot of coffee.
She was sipping her coffee when she heard her phone ring. “You’re alive!” she said jokingly.
“Shut up Lovato. Tay is making me sleep in the guest room for the rest of the week. She claims that I forgot we had a daughter,” complained Miley.
Demi laughed. “Um Miles, that’s cuz you did. Tay asked you to be quiet and not wake Isabel. You asked if Isabel was her wife because you didn’t fuck married women,” said Demi laughing as she remembered the scene.
“Fuck my life. I have a lot of apologizing to do. I’ll be late to work,” said Miley as she hung up.
“Ma,” called out the little brunette as she crawled to her mother and stood up at the edge of the couch wanting to be picked up.
Miley grinned at her daughter and picked her up. “Hey Izzie. How’s mommy’s little angel?” asked Miley as she cuddled the toddler and kissed the top of her head.
Taylor watched her wife and daughter from the doorway and couldn’t help smiling. She knew that Miley loved her daughter and her stupidity was just amplified by the alcohol the night before. She walked towards her wife and daughter and placed a kiss on her little girl’s forehead and then her eyes met her wife’s.
“I’m sorry Allie. I had way too much to drink last night, but that was no excuse for my behavior. I can’t believe that I even for a second forgot this adorable little girl,” whispered Miley as she looked down at her daughter who was cuddled into her sucking her thumb as she watched the Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.
Taylor softly pecked Miley’s lips. “It’s okay sweetie. I know you didn’t really mean it. I’ll fix us some breakfast and a nice strong cup of coffee for your hangover,” promised Taylor.
Miley watched her wife walk away and then looked back down at her daughter. She knew how lucky she was and her heart ached for her best friend. Demi put on a tough façade but she never got over losing Selena. The sad part was that Miley knew that Selena loved Demi as well and that together they would have been able to get through anything. She wished that she could find the third former Disney Princess and knock some sense into her, but apparently Wizards had taught Selena a thing or two. Selena Gomez had seemingly disappeared from the face of the Earth along with her parents. Not even Taylor knew where she was and she had been her best friend. Miley prayed that Demi found someone who could teach her how to smile again.
Chapter: Two
Pairing: Demi/Selena
Rating: PG-13
Summary: You promised that we would always be together. You swore that nothing would ever separate us. Why am I lying in our bed alone? Why has it been four years since I last saw your face?
Disclaimer: Based on actual people comes a story completely from my imagination. These events never happened.
“You hoe, you hoe. A pirate’s life for me!”
“I got patron in my cup!”
Demi smiled sheepishly at the furious blonde who tightened her robe as she looked at the three women. “I’m sorry Tay. We signed a new group and the celebration got a little out of hand,” explained Demi as she looked at her best friend and sister who were singing completely off key and to completely different songs.
Miley looked at Taylor and then whispered to Dallas. “Hey Dal, the blonde is hot. You think she’ll let me fuck her?” whispered Miley loudly.
“Not tonight Miley Ray,” responded Taylor as she opened the door for them to walk in.
Dallas’ eyes widened. “Dude she knows your name,” she loudly whispered back.
Miley smiled happily. “I know. I’m so in and she said not tonight which means she’ll let me hit it in the morning.”
Taylor grabbed her wife and dragged her into the house. “I should give you a cold shower. Now be quiet or you’ll wake Isabel,” warned Taylor as she dragged the drunken brunette up the stairs.
“Hey blondie, who’s Isabel? Your wife? Cuz I don’t fuck married women,” declared Miley as she sat on the steps with her arms crossed across her chest refusing to move.
Taylor glared at her. “Isabel is our two year old daughter you idiot!” she whispered yelled.
Miley jumped up and pulled Taylor into her arms and planted a sloppy kiss on her lips. “I love you blondie and our beautiful daughter,” said Miley as she started dragging Taylor to their bedroom. “Let’s go make Isabel a baby brother.”
Demi shook her head at her best friend’s words and hoped that Taylor didn’t strangle her to death. She turned to look at her sister who was leaning on the doorframe. “Let’s go Dal. If you’re a good girl, tomorrow I’ll take you to Disneyland and you can ride Pirates of the Caribbean for as long as you want,” promised Demi.
“Yay!” squealed Dallas as she ran towards Demi’s black Camaro. “I call shot gun!” she announced.
Demi got in the car and started driving towards the condo that she and her sister shared.
“Hey Dem, if things don’t work out for Miles and that blonde, you think blondie would go for me?” questioned Dallas as she lay back on the car seat.
Demi looked at her sister and then smacked her upside the head. “That blonde is Taylor. Miley’s wife and your best friend you moron!” yelled Demi.
Dallas giggled. “No wonder she looked familiar. Don’t tell Miley I said that,” said Dallas as she covered her mouth with her hand still giggling.
Demi shook her head. “Don’t worry I won’t. Miley won’t be of much use for me from behind bars and you’re actually a pretty good producer so I can’t let her kill you,” said Demi as she parked the car and headed towards the private elevator to wait for her drunken, idiot of a sister.
Dallas started throwing her clothes off as soon as she hot into the condo and pranced into her bedroom in her bra and pannies. “California girls they’re unforgettable. Daisy dukes, nothing on top!” sang Dallas as she threw herself on her bed.
Demi ignored her sister and went into her own bedroom. She pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt before climbing into bed. Instinctively her hand went to the left side of the bed. The side that Selena had always occupied and cringed upon feeling the coldness. Demi had been sleeping alone for nearly four years, she hadn’t been a saint, but no woman got to spend the entire night in her bed. It was always a quick meaningless fuck that usually left her feeling emptier than before.
Dream
“Hey Selly how’s my princess?” questioned Demi as she wrapped her arms around her wife and peered down at the sleeping toddler.
Selena leaned back and pecked Demi’s lips. “She just went down for her nap baby,” whispered Selena.
Demi pouted. “Aww but I came home early to spend some time with her. I even told Dallas she could make decisions without me for the rest of the afternoon. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?” questioned Demi with a shudder.
Selena giggled and turned in Demi’s arms. “Well I know what we can do until our little terror wakes up. Why don’t we go to our room rockstar?” whispered Selena as she bit Demi’ s earlobe gently.
Demi moaned. “I’m not a rockstar anymore. I’m head bitch in charge,” responded Demi and walked backwards pulling her wife with her.
When Demi’s legs hit the edge of the bed, Selena pulled back and pushed her onto the bed. “You’re my rockstar and my bitch,” said Selena with a smirk.
Demi’s mouth dropped open in shock as she stared at wife.
Selena giggled and climbed on top of Demi using her open mouth to her advantage.
Demi woke up and looked at the left side of the bed. She was tired of having this recurring dream. Selena was gone and nothing was ever going to change that. Angry at herself she got up and took a quick shower.
“Dallas, get your lazy ass up! We have work to do!” she yelled.
Dallas moaned. “Go away you evil slave driver. Don’t you know that the elves are building a road in my head?” questioned Dallas as she buried her head in her pillow.
Demi glared at her sister. “Dallas Christina Lovato you either get up now or I tell Miley that you want to fuck Taylor,” threatened Demi.
Dallas sat up and grabbed her head in pain when she realized it was a bad idea. “When the hell did I say that? I don’t want Miley’s left overs,” retorted Dallas.
“That’s not what you said last night,” replied Demi as she went into the kitchen to make a strong pot of coffee.
She was sipping her coffee when she heard her phone ring. “You’re alive!” she said jokingly.
“Shut up Lovato. Tay is making me sleep in the guest room for the rest of the week. She claims that I forgot we had a daughter,” complained Miley.
Demi laughed. “Um Miles, that’s cuz you did. Tay asked you to be quiet and not wake Isabel. You asked if Isabel was her wife because you didn’t fuck married women,” said Demi laughing as she remembered the scene.
“Fuck my life. I have a lot of apologizing to do. I’ll be late to work,” said Miley as she hung up.
“Ma,” called out the little brunette as she crawled to her mother and stood up at the edge of the couch wanting to be picked up.
Miley grinned at her daughter and picked her up. “Hey Izzie. How’s mommy’s little angel?” asked Miley as she cuddled the toddler and kissed the top of her head.
Taylor watched her wife and daughter from the doorway and couldn’t help smiling. She knew that Miley loved her daughter and her stupidity was just amplified by the alcohol the night before. She walked towards her wife and daughter and placed a kiss on her little girl’s forehead and then her eyes met her wife’s.
“I’m sorry Allie. I had way too much to drink last night, but that was no excuse for my behavior. I can’t believe that I even for a second forgot this adorable little girl,” whispered Miley as she looked down at her daughter who was cuddled into her sucking her thumb as she watched the Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.
Taylor softly pecked Miley’s lips. “It’s okay sweetie. I know you didn’t really mean it. I’ll fix us some breakfast and a nice strong cup of coffee for your hangover,” promised Taylor.
Miley watched her wife walk away and then looked back down at her daughter. She knew how lucky she was and her heart ached for her best friend. Demi put on a tough façade but she never got over losing Selena. The sad part was that Miley knew that Selena loved Demi as well and that together they would have been able to get through anything. She wished that she could find the third former Disney Princess and knock some sense into her, but apparently Wizards had taught Selena a thing or two. Selena Gomez had seemingly disappeared from the face of the Earth along with her parents. Not even Taylor knew where she was and she had been her best friend. Miley prayed that Demi found someone who could teach her how to smile again.