“Oh my god!” Demi laughs loudly, sitting up in her spot on the couch.

“What?” Nick looks over at her from his phone, seeing her smiling wide.

“They have Sonny With A Chance on Netflix.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Oh my god.”

Nick laughs and sits down next to her, grabbing the remote. “Let’s what it.”

“What?! No! That’s a horrible idea!” She says with a laugh as she reaches for the remote, but he holds it out of her reach.

“Come on! It’ll be fun.” He smirks.

“It’ll be awful! I was a complete dork on that show!”

He laughs. “I know it was great.”

“We can watch it if we watch episodes of Jonas.” She sticks her tongue out at him.

“No!” He says quickly and she laughs.

“So we watch neither?”

He sighs and thinks about it for a minute, biting his lip. “One episode each!”

“Yes!”

“You go first!” He says, quickly finding an episode of Sonny With A Chance and pressing play.

“Dammit!”

Nick sighs as he sits down, running his hands through his hair. “Long day.” He laughs a bit and Demi smiles, crawling into his lap and kissing him gently.

“I’m sorry baby.” She runs her hands through his hair and kisses him again, feeling him relax as she does.

“Hey, let’s go upstairs…” He says quietly, rubbing her hips gently.

She laughs softly and gently presses her hips against his, smirking as he sighs. “Upstairs? For what?”

“You know what.” He mutters, running a hand up his shirt and feeling her soft skin.

She just smirks and starts kissing his neck, rocking her hips against his and feeling him harden underneath her. He lets out a light groan and leans his head back, his hands traveling upwards as her lips graze his skin.

“You’re a tease.” He groans, watching her hands travel down and tug at his jeans.

“I don’t know what you mean.” She giggles and continues to rock against him, loving how hard he’s getting just from a little dry humping.

Nick sighs and wraps his arms around her, standing and throwing her over his shoulder. “Yeah, well you’re about to.”

“Well shit.” Nick says with a sigh as he looks up at her. He can literally feel himself getting more and more excited as he looks at her.

Demi laughs a bit and runs her hands down her hips, tilting her head a bit. “I don’t know. You know don’t think it’s too…”

He shakes his head quickly. “It’s perfect. We’re getting it.”

She turns to the side as she looks in the mirror, giving Nick a full view of her body in the thin lace outfit he’s picked out for her. It holds her breasts up without pushing them out too much, it gives her ass a nice perk, and outlines her V perfectly. He sighs as he looks at her. “Seriously, baby. It looks so sexy on you.”

She smirks a bit and looks away from the mirror and at him. “Does it now?”

“Yup.” He sighs, his eyes scanning her body slowly.

She laughs and walks over to him, propping her knee up on the bench he’s sitting on and putting her hands on his shoulders. He licks his lips and smirks up at her, his hands moving to her hips. He’s really glad the store is basing empty, otherwise he wouldn’t have come into the changing room with. And man, is he glad he came in. “Does it turn you on?” She smirks.

“Of course it does!” He scoffs and she laughs softly, leaning down to kiss him softly.

“Well then I guess we have to get it.”

It starts on the set of Camp Rock 2. They’re all staying in the hotel in Toronto, about an hour from set, and Demi spends most of her time Nick in her room, watching movies and just talking. One night, she and Nick are just whispering quietly together on the bed, everything is casual. He’s got his arms propped up behind his head, showing off his biceps, and she’s braiding a piece of hair nonchalantly when she looks up and he just leans down and kisses her all of the sudden.

“Sorry…” He says, quickly looking away. “Uhm…” He clears his throat a bit and Demi just laughs.

“Don’t be so nervous.” She pulls his face back towards hers and kisses him again, feeling him smile as she does.

“Are you serious?” He raises his eyebrows, a little weirded out that he’s kissing his best friend. Like really, what the hell are they doing? But it’s also kind of awesome so he really shouldn’t be complaining.

She laughs again and shakes her head. “Shut up and kiss me.” And before he knows it, he and Demi are kind of a thing around set. Which is weird cause he always figured she’d be with Joe, but it’s whatever. Everyone knows they’re together, Nick’a dad even catches them making out backstage one day. That was kind of the worst, but Demi thought it was hilarious.

They stay on their separate buses on the road, but if she’s not in his hotel room then he’s in hers. If they’re on a plane, they’ll sit next to each other sometimes but she likes to sit with the dancers a lot, too. They still take separate cars, he rides with his brothers and he goes by herself. No one outside of your expects anything, it’s all very behind closed doors what they’re doing. No way anyone on the tour would tell either. Most of them think it’s just a fling anyways, and it kind of is, but Nick tries not to think about it like that.

Especially once they start having sex.

The first time they do it, it’s kind of the best night of his lip. And it only gets better after that.

They’re both breathing heavily as he lays back down beside her, completely spent and out of breath. He runs his hand through his head and tries to steady his breathing, but he’s still too worked out. She sighs and stares up at the ceiling for a moment before she looks over at him and laughs lightly. “Well shit.”

He laughs and nods, rolling on his side and smiling at her. “Well shit is right.” He pulls her face towards his and kisses her deeply, feeling her sigh against his lips. Her breath is as ragged, if not more, than his, which he actually loves.

Demi snuggles into his chest, sighing as she calms down and maintains a steady pace in breathing. “Mmm, I love you.”

He smiles and kisses the top of her head, holding her close and closing his eyes. “I love you, too.”

“Hey…” Nick says with a sigh as he walks into their room. He’s too busy trying to decompress from the day at the studio, he doesn’t even notice the look on his wife’s face as she stands in the door to the bathroom. He lays back on the bed and puts his arm over his eyes. “I swear, baby, I am so done with trying to make everyone happy. It just pisses me off…”

“Nick..” She says quietly.

“I mean seriously, I wanted to punch Kevin in the face he was wanting to change everything. And then Joe…”

“Nick…”

“God he can’t get off his phone for more than ten seconds and actually focus. It’s driving me crazy.”

“Nick.” She says a little louder this time.

“We have deadlines! I know we’re our own record company, but shit we’ve still got deadlines to meet. And we can’t do that if they keep changing everything and goofing off when we need to work.”

“Nick!” Demi almost yells, finally getting him to look up.

“What?” He sits up a bit and looks at her, noticing the little stick in her hand and the widest smile he’s ever seen on her face.

“You’re gonna be a dad.”

She’s been crying since the day they got home. Two weeks ago. Non-stop, curled up in their bed, barely eating and only eating because he basically has to force feed her so she doesn’t starve. She’s gone no where, wanted no visitors except her mom, and at this point she hardly moves from the fetal position. 

Nick holds her as much as he can. He left tour early to be with her and he’s pretty sure he won’t be going back to finish out. He doesn’t want to leave her alone. And he’s not sure if he’ll ever be able to leave her alone. 

The baby’s room has stripes of paint from when they were deciding what shade of blue they wanted. He hasn’t been in there since, but he hears Demi crying in there when he comes home from the store a couple of times. He lets her have her moments alone. She needs to grieve and he can’t get in the way of it, he can only try and help her get through it and grieve with her. 

He’s pretty sure both of their hearts were torn out when it happened. He’s never cried so much in his life and she was full on hyperventilating. She hit him, too. She was just so frustrated and upset. She was screaming and he knew she was about to really lose it when he stepped towards her and she just went at him until she went weak.

She’s get a little bit better in the coming weeks, but she still stays inside. She’s on some new meds and they’re slowly taking her off of them, trying to get her back to normal. But he’s not sure if they’ll ever find normal again. Even if they have another baby, which neither of them can even think about right now, it won’t be the same.

Nothing will ever be the same.

“You went to a strip club?!” Demi laughs loudly, beaming with pride at him.

“Yeaaaaaahhhh.” Nick sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “Joe wanted to… And we had at lot to drink at the bar and so yeah… No one saw us!”

“Are you sure? Cause your mother would kill you! Like seriously, you would both be dead!”

He shrugs. “It’s not like she can do anything but chastise us. We’re both grown men.” He walks over to the frige to grab some water. Being at the club sobered him up a little, but he still feels a little dizzy. 

“Yeah, grown men who both have girlfriends waiting at home.” She says with a smirk, putting her hand on her hip. She knows it was harmless and honestly she doesn’t really care. They haven’t even been dating that long and if he wants to go to a strip club, so what? Who’s she to tell him no or be the bitchy jealous girlfriend?

He turns and bites his lip. “Well if it counts, there was a girl who looked like you and I liked her best.” He nods and she laughs again, shaking her head.

“Good to know you’re in love with my stripper doppelganger.”

Nick shrugs a bit. “She wasn’t as hot as you.” he says as he walks over to her, his arm snaking around her waist.

“Oh?” She raises her eyebrows. “Come on, I bet she was really hot.”

He shakes his head. “I would rather see you in one of those outfits.”

She smirks and kisses his cheek, leaning in to whisper quietly to him. “Then I guess I’ll have to put one on for you.”

“Dance with me?” Nick says quietly, reaching out a hand for her across the table as he stands. She bites her lip gently, but nods and takes his hand, putting her napkin on the table and standing up. Her heels click on the hardwood floor and she gently steps out of them, forcing her to have to look up more to meet his eyes. He laughs a bit as he pulls her close, one hand resting against her lower back and the other laced with her fingers. “As sexy as you are in heels, I kind of love it when you’re your normal height, too.”

Demi smiles and laughs gently, her hand on the nape of his neck as he begins to sway with her to the music. She’s never heard this song before, but it’s pretty. Kind of perfect for dancing, really. “You just like it cause it makes you seem taller.”

He laughs and shrugs. “That’s only half of it. You fit better without heels. I can hold you closer…” He pushes his hand forward and brings her nearer to him, only making her smile more. “And therefore I can kiss you deeper.” He says quietly, bending his head and kiss her and feeling her smile against his lips as they continue to dance around the room slowly.

She sighs and shakes her head as they pull away. “Damn, you’re smooth.”

He laughs and smiles down at her as he presses their foreheads together. “I do try. Very hard actually.” He says as he dips her gently and kisses her again, causing her to laugh and hold onto him tightly. He chuckles as he brings her back up and she grins. 

“I love you.” She says, shaking her head in awe of him.

He laughs again and smiles, tightening his arms around her. “I love you, too, Demi.”

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