Free: Coco Lovelock And Demi Hawks

"Then don't stop," Demi said softly. "Just… turn. Change direction. I'll walk with you."

Coco let out a shaky breath, and for the first time that night, her shoulders dropped. She leaned forward until her forehead touched Demi's. They stayed like that—two eclipsed stars in a cheap room, holding each other up in the dark. coco lovelock and demi hawks

"You didn't have to come," Coco said, not looking up. "Then don't stop," Demi said softly

Outside, the neon buzzed on. Inside, something finally grew quiet. I'll walk with you

Demi pushed off the dresser and crossed the room in three slow steps. She didn't sit beside Coco. Instead, she knelt in front of her, reaching out to take Coco's hands. Their fingers intertwined—Demi's calloused from guitar strings, Coco's cold from gripping the steering wheel too hard.