Yeah, so, as you ca probably tell, I decided to make it a 2 shot, because I don't like leaving my stories as unrequited love. So, yes, as you may have guessed, Demi & Selena will get their fairytale ending in this chapter –dances up and down- Yay!

Disclaimer; I won nothing.

Selena's POV

I don't know why I didn't tell her then. Maybe it was because my English teacher was In the room, or maybe it was because I'd fucked her around enough for now. I don't know, but what I do know, is that seeing Demi, lying in the hospital bed, her arm covered in blood, was the worst thing I've ever looked at in my life. I love her so much, and I don't know why I ran out on her yesterday. I'm so fucking stupid, because now I'll never be able to tell her. I went to the coffee machine, and filled 3 cups up. I got a cup of water for Demi as well.

As I walked back to Demi's room, I handed Connie one of the coffee's on my way in, then gave one to Miss. Stewart. I gave the water to Demi, and felt her fingers linger longer that necessary on mine. I didn't mind though. I felt so stupid for telling Demi that she was confused. If anyone's confused it's me. Demi seems so sure that she's gay. I don't know what I am, I like boys, but I've never been in love with a boy. I liked Nick a lot, but I didn't love him, same with Taylor. With Demi, I'm pretty sure it was love.

"Erm… Selena, we'd better get back to school, we can hopefully catch the end of 5th and last period." Miss. Stewart said. Demi looked upset, but she also looked shattered. I stood up from the seat next to Demi's bed.

"Okay, lets go. Demi, go to sleep, you look so tired." I said.

"Stay with me till I fall asleep?" She asked hopefully. I looked to Miss. Stewart, silently asking with my eyes. She nodded, and I sat back down.

I stroked Demi's nose, knowing that it made her sleep, and after five minutes of my finger sliding up and down her nose, she was sound asleep, like an angel. I smiled at her, and we got up to leave. We said goodbye to Connie on the way out, and went back to my convertible.

"I feel awful." I said.

"I know you do, Selena, but she's going to be okay now, you saved her life." She said, trying to make me feel better. It wasn't working.

"Maybe, but her life wouldn't have needed saving if I had just told her the truth." I said. I quickly shut my mouth when I realised what I'd just said. I put my hand up to my mouth, and Miss Stewart looked at me, with an eyebrow raised.

"What truth?" She asked.

"The… The truth… that…" I couldn't say it, I don't know why. I'd never admitted it to anyone, I'd barely even admitted it to myself. I wasn't ready to admit it to anyone else, not yet anyway. "I don't know the truth yet… not completely anyway, but… as soon as I work it out, I'll tell you." I said. I don't know why, I don't normally like teachers, they're almost all stuck-up old snobs, but Miss. Stewart isn't like that, she's the kind of teacher that you treat more as a friend… the kind of teacher you know you can talk to.

"Okay, well, that's fine, it's best if you know what the truth is before you tell anyone else." She said with a smile. I nodded, and pulled into the student car-park.

"What lesson do you have?" She asked.

"French, we didn't make it in time for 5th period, we got like 2 minutes till last." I said. Miss Stewart nodded, and walked with me to my French class.

"If I hear anything about Demi, I'll come find you, if you want." I said. Miss Stewart nodded, then knocked the door to the French classroom.

"Selena dear, we heard about Demi… I'm so sorry… We know she needs a blood transplant she probably won't get. The whole school had 3 minutes of silence for her at 12.00, but I guess, that's not going to save her." Ms. Hanks said as I walked in. I shook my head.

"She's okay now… I gave her the blood she needed." I told her. The teacher congratulated me, telling me I was a good friend. I couldn't help but feel guilty.

Demi's being let out tomorrow morning, Just thought you should know. You can come visit Tomorrow afternoon if you want. Luv Connie.

I smiled, and put my phone away.

I spoke to Demi, but I didn't tell her that her love wasn't unrequited. I realised that I really was in love with her though. On Monday morning, I got to school early. I walked to Miss. Stewarts classroom, and shyly knocked the door. She called me in, and I stood by her desk. She was filling in some kind of paper work, but she stopped when she realised it was me.

"hey Selena, How are you? Have you spoken to Demi?" She asked, putting her pen down and looking up at me.

"Yeah, she's fine, she's not coming in today, but she's probably gonna be in tomorrow." I said. Miss Stewart nodded.

"And how are you? I'm guessing you came here for a reason, yes?" She asked. I nodded, and swallowed hard. I sat down on one of the seats, and closed my eyes tightly.

"I found out what the truth is."

"What is it?" She asked me.

"I love Demi, I love her so much, I didn't realise it until I saw her dying on the hospital bed. I wasn't totally secure with it on Friday, but now, I know. I know that I love her, and I wanna be with her, but… I'm still confused… I'm not gay, I like boys as well, but I've never loved a boy like I do Demi." I explained. Miss Stewart simply nodded, and comprehended what I'd said.

"Sounds to me like you're bi-sexual." She simply said. I nodded in agreement, that was probably what I was.

"I don't know what to do though, I know I love her, but… I… there's two things standing in the way…" I said. Miss Stewart nodded for me to carry on, "I think I've messed her about enough, She'll think I'm toying with her, and I'm worried I'll hurt her." I told her.

"Demi loves you, and she knows you wouldn't toy with her. If you just explain that you were unsure before, but now you know, she'll trust you, and you can't hurt her if you don't want to." She told me. I agreed.

"As well, I'm scared… our parents are really strict Christians. Being gay's against the bible. We'd get thrown out, we'd be on the streets." I said.

"I see your point, sometimes, as much as you try and hide something, there's always some way they can find out. There's also times in life, where you have to put what you want first, and not what everyone else wants. This is one of those times. Don't blow your chance at love just because you're worried about how your parents will react."

"You're right… I… I'll tell her… I'll tell her after school… I'll go to her house, and just tell her… thanks…" I said. Miss Stewart nodded, and sent me off to assembly which was starting in 5 minutes.

After school, I went to Demi's house, she was lying on her bed, fast asleep. Her arm was still bandaged, but the bandages were new, because they were clean. I smiled, and climbed into the bed next to her. She shuffled about, and mumbled something.

"Shh, go back to sleep, we can talk when you wake-up." I said quietlty, pulling the covers over me and Demi. She'd fallen asleep out of them, she obviously wasn't planning on going to sleep. I wrapped my arm around her waist and traced invisible lines on her stomach where her pyjama top didn't reach her shorts.

"Selena…" She mumbled quietly, before her breathing evened out, and she as fast asleep again. I soon followed her into a world of dreams.

I was awoken by Demi shuffling slowly on the bed, obviously trying not to wake me. She didn't succeed in that. I opened my eyes, and saw her lying on her stomach, her eyes open. She was just looking at the ceiling, where she had a bunch of pictures of us when we were younger, gradually reaching up to a picture of us last week.

"Hey, How are you?" I asked whilst rubbing my eyes. Demi turned round so she was on her side, and facing me. She smiled, and shrugged.

"I'm okay, not exactly ecstatic about school tomorrow, people have been texting me asking me if it's true that I tried to kill myself because the Paramore concert tickets sold out… you?" She asked. I giggled quietly, and nodded.

"I'm fine… a lot better than before… I… I need to tell you something important." I said quietly.

"What?" She whispered, pushing a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I love you, Demi." I said quietly. She looked shocked, confused and happy all at the same time. "I didn't think I did, but then I saw you in hospital, and I realised that I wouldn't be able to live without you… I'm just sorry it took so long for me to realise, and I understand if you've moved on, I shouldn't have messed you about, but I do, I love you." I said. I saw her beautiful smile. The real smile that I hadn't seen in so long. She'd forced smiles since last year, I hadn't noticed, but now I noticed that this one, this smile, was the first genuine one in what felt like forever.

"I haven't moved on, Selena, I couldn't, I love you too much to even look at another girl." She told me. I smiled, and leant forward to her. Our lips connected, and before we knew it, we were sitting up, Demi against her pillows, and me sitting on her lap facing her, our lips never once leaving each others.

"I love you, Demetria Devonne Torres." I stated against her lips. She moved her head, and started planting soft kisses down my neck.

"I *kiss* love *kiss* you *kiss* too *kiss* Selena *kiss* Marie *kiss* Russo." She said back, in between kisses. I smiled and ran my hands through her hair when she started sucking on my pulse-point. I moaned quietly, which caused her to suck harder. I suddenly realised what she was doing and pushed her head away gently.

"Dem, Stop, you're gonna leave a mark." I said. I kissed her after, and she pouted.

"But I like your neck, it's so kissable." She said with a cheeky grin. I laughed loudly, and she joined in.

"Oh, shoot, I have to go, I was meant to be home by 5, and it's 5.30." I told her, after catching a glimpse of Demi's wall clock.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow…" She said, pulling me in for another kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you back."

And I left.

I arrived at school early again the next day, I'd picked Demi up on my way, and we decided to go to Miss. Stewarts class.

Miley's POV

"Come in." I called from my computer. The door opened, and Selena walked in, followed by Demi.

"Hey Selena, Hey Demi, it's good to see you well and smiling again." I said, noticing the huge smile etched on Demi's face. I guessed Selena had told her, my guess was proved when I saw that their fingers were laced together. "Have a seat if you want girls." I told them, pointing to two of the empty seats opposite my desk. They sat down, never once disconnecting their fingers. "I'm guessing you told her then, Selena?" I asked Selena, who was actually happier than I'd ever seen her.

"Yeah, I just can't believe I took so long to do it."

"Aww." I said, typing a reply to a recent message.

"So, have you girls told your parents yet?"

"No." They both said firmly. I nodded, and then the bell rang for home-room. They'd been sitting in my room for longer than I'd thought.

"We'd best go, Bye Miss, we'll see you next lesson." They said. The next time I taught them was the day after tomorrow, and I wasn't going to be in.

"No, you won't, I'm off on Thursday, I'm going to my dad's, he's ill, it's nothing serious, but my brother can't look after him that day because he's gotta baby-sit his son, so I'll see you Friday, Demi, and Selena, I'll see you Monday." I told them. Both girls nodded, and left.

Friday rolled round, and At 4.55, my doorbell rang. I answered and let Demi in. She awkwardly sat on the couch, and I sat on the one opposite her. She looked really upset, her eyes were red and puffy, she'd obviously been crying.

"Are you okay? You look upset." I asked her.

"Yeah… No… I… Our parents found out about me and Selena." She said, wiping a tear that fell.

"Oh… How did they find out?" I asked.

"We went round my house after school today, and we went up to my room, and my mom was on my laptop. She was just staring at the screen, she looked really angry, then I realised what she was looking at. She was looking at the desktop picture… the picture of Selena and I in mid lip-lock. She shouted at me, and her, calling us 'fucked up dykes', and then she threw a bunch of my clothes at me, and told us to get the hell out. We took some of my stuff and put it in Selena's car, then we went to Selena's, but my mom had already called her mom, and a bunch of her stuff was at the end of the driveway in black bags with a note attached to it telling her to keep away from their house." She told me, tears slipping from her eyes. I didn't think their parents would actually throw them out, I just thought Selena was over-exaggerating.

"Where are you staying then?" I asked.

"Sel's car." She said.

"You can't stay in a car, what about money?"

"We have credit cards." She said.

"Well, can't you stay with a friend?"

"No, most of our friends are homophobic, so they've been ignoring us since the day we got together, because we didn't exactly hide it, and the rest of our friends are saying it's hurtin' their reps to be seen with the school lesbians." She said. It was so sad, what was happening. I didn't see what was wrong with them being together, they were two people in love, it shouldn't have mattered that they were both girls.

"You should stay here then, you can't stay in a car." I said. I mean, there was a spare room, and the girls obviously weren't going to object to sharing a room, and bed, and it was better than them staying in a car.

"Are you being serious?" Demi asked.

"Of course, I like you girls, you haven't done anything wrong, and you really need a break." I said, and Demi smiled.

"Wow, thanks."

"Anyway, is there anything else you want to talk about?"

"Nope, that was it, really." She said.

"Okay, before you go tell Selena that you're both staying here, can I ask if you've cut yourself again?" I asked cautiously.

"No, there's no need to do it anymore, I've got all I wanted, with the exception of my parents, but if they can't accept me, that's their problem." She said. I nodded.

"And Demi?" I called as she was leaving my living room. She turned around to face me. "I told you it's get better in time." I said.

So, that was it, it all got better in time (; Review maybe? x