Demi Lovato & Max Ehrich’s Rollercoaster Of A Relationship, Explained

If, for some reason, you haven’t watched You on Netflix, then I can only assume you’ve actually been doing something productive with your life during quarantine. But instead of being spooked by Joe Goldberg and his obsessive antics as you prepare to go nowhere this Halloween, behold the haunting real-life version: Demi Lovato and Max Ehrich’s failed “whirlwind” relationship, if that’s what we’re calling this.

Demi and Max first started dating at the beginning of quarantine, which apparently was a justification for couples to move in together after just having met and not a reason to question their attachment styles. Let’s call this “red flag numero uno.” 

Then came the engagement after six months of dating, featuring an engagement ring the size of a parking lot. Look, I’m not one to gem-shame, but I’m gonna have to call B.S. on this massive stone slab purchased on a soap opera star’s dime. Sure, call it jealousy over the fact that my lockdown lover gifted me with a UTI instead of a 5-carat diamond, but hold the judgement—you were thinking it too.


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So here’s where things start to get weird (as if they weren’t already). While doing what diehard fans do best and going full CSI mode in hopes of digging up some skeletons in his closet, Demi stans basically hit the investigative jackpot. They noticed that not long before Max had his sights set on Demi, he was leaving thirst trap comments all over photos of Ariana Grande, Madison Beer, Miley Cyrus… and (get ready for this)… Demi’s archnemesis, Selena Gomez

Sidenote: If you’ve ever had a friend try to tell you you should really take out the trash and dump your loser BF, this one’s for you.

In that vein, fans tried to tell Demi that her man was a fame leech by sharing tweet receipts and Instagram Live streams of Ehrich vowing to marry Selena and saying that obviously she’s prettier than Demi.

Demi then attempted to stick up for Max by claiming that the tweets were all “fake” and “doctored” by fans as she continued to try and deflect the truth about her fiancé. But, as anyone who’s tried to go to bat for a sh*tbag knows, that didn’t last long.

Not much longer after that, sh*t hit the fan and the two reportedly called it quits last week. Or, I guess I shouldn’t say “the two”, because apparently Max found out about the breakup the same way we all did, by like, a push notification from Page Six.

Instead of taking the giant L and taking some time to recoup, Ehrich took a page out of my vengeful 16-year-old handbook and started firing off not-so-cryptic Instagram stories, saying, “Imagine finding out the status of your relationship through a tabloid while you’re in the middle of filming a biopic movie about a Pastor in a Christian Church whose intention in the film is to help people.” Like… ok? What does the plot of the movie have to do with anything? He does know that playing a pastor who helps people does not make you one, right? 

So obviously, I imagine it would hurt for someone to find out about the end of their relationship in a tabloid… but was that part even true? A source claiming to have inside knowledge told E! News that Max “is lying” about the timeline here, and that Demi told him it was over before anything became public. The source continued, saying that by making up this story, Max is “just trying to stay relevant. Her family thinks he is crazy and is so relieved she has taken this step.” Honestly, posting all those Instagram stories was messy AF in the first place, but it’s even more cringeworthy if he’s going so far as to lie about what happened.

In the wake of the E! News source questioning his credibility, Max continued to spiral on Instagram, accusing Demi of trying to “thank you, next” him. He also wrote, “I’m just a human being who has to go to work tomorrow AM where there are families with kids relying on me.” I won’t claim to know every detail of this situation, but I feel like Max is being just a tad overdramatic. Like, first you’re playing a pastor who helps people, now there are families with kids relying on you? Does Max understand the definition of acting? Serious question.

Nevertheless, he continued to post, saying in his next story that he and Demi had not spoken on the phone, and “haven’t even officially ended anything.” He also referred to Demi by her full name, Demetria, and said he just wants her “to be healthy and safe.” I’m getting the vibe that Max is the kind of guy who needs to be broken up with five times before he finally takes the hint, so good luck to Demi.

From there, things got even more bizarre, as Max pivoted to posting about Demi’s music. After telling Demi (again, via public Instagram story) “If you’re reading this… I love you always… unconditionally… no matter what,” he wrote that “Demetria is THEE best female vocalist alive. And everyone should know it. She inspires me every day and is an INCREDIBLE human being. I know it’s not her writing these stories, it’s a machine. I love her unconditionally.” Sorry, what? A machine? Is he complimenting her or sh*tting on her lyrics? Pick a lane, Max!

Clearly I can’t seem to crack the case on any of this guy’s motives, because we’ve somehow managed to go from twin flame soulmates to “your lyrics are trash” in a matter of six months. It feels like he’s still trying to play mind games, meanwhile Demi is already totally checked out, eating Taco Bell with her friends. I would definitely choose the Taco Bell over a mid-tier soap star who already pledged his love to every other pop star out there. 

If the CSI Lovato stans are reading this, can you guys check that Max hasn’t been to Home Depot to purchase plexiglass lately? Truly, we hope that ~Demetria~ is safe, happy, and far away from this guy. Let this be a lesson to all of you who moved too fast during quarantine: regular dating rules still apply.

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Alex Conrad
Alex Conrad
Alex Conrad is an Orange County-based writer who prides herself in the art of pregaming and lives by the mantra, "If you can't tone it, tan it." When she's not scheming up how to get away with doing the bare minimum, she's probably attempting to justify her latest Target purchase to her husband. Follow her on Instagram @ayyycon_ for french bulldog spam but mostly just for validation.