Heather McNamara x Veronica Sawyer One-shots [Smut and Fluff]

My Sweet Girl [fluffy smut + AU]

Author's note:

Yeahhhh..... a long time.... a very long. Long. Long. Time... im so sorry... a very rocky patch in life...

But i missed this. I really did, and i wanna update this, since i saw a few people looking at it. Im sorry again.. but we're here now, and im gonna do some hot girl shit!

(Yup, still trans)

End of Author's Notes:
Beginning of Trigger Warnings:

- suicidal thoughts/actions
- panic attack

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     McNamara sat on the floor of the bathroom. Her heart raced as she opened the bottle and fit as many as she could in her mouth, only for Veronica to rush in and throw the bottle out of her hand. Heather covered her face in shame, and felt gentle hands hold her face and open her mouth as she spit the pills into Veronica's palm, and the pills tossed again. Veronica slowly pressed her palms to Heather's cheeks, which were wet with tears.

     All heather could hear was a ringing, and a lightness to the air around her. Her throat taught and dry, as if she swallowed cottonballs. Her mind completely blank at a million miles an hour. She felt weak, her knees shook as she fell. Veronica quickly caught her and held her face to her chest, then Heather looked up at a pretty face looking back at her with fear and worry, and Heather felt a sharp stab in her heart as zhe remembered that it was her girlfriend.

     Shame and embarrassment filled her to the brim as she hugged back, hiding her face in the blue fabric of Veronica's jacket. Her hands trembled as she struggled to breath, her hearing returned after calming ever so slightly, hearing soft cooes and gentle shushes from Veronica. She felt the soft bouncing of Ronnie's knee, and the hand rubbing small circles into her back. Heather looked up again to see Veronica smiling softly, relieved to have gotten to her fast enough.

Veronica slowly pressed her forehead to Heather's and squeezed her tightly.
   "I thought I lost you..."
   "Not yet at least" Heather managed, earning a soft exhale from Veronica's nose.
   "If you died, I would've beat your ass" she said tearfully, as Heather only hugged back smiling as tears ran down her face, feeling grateful someone saved her.

Veronica slowly put her hand on Heather's face and used her thumb to wipe away her tears.
   "C'mon, lets get cleaned up and gp back to my place, I'm not letting you out of my sight." Veronica said, and Heather was too tired to argue, her throat sore and her head felt heavy as she stood with Veronica, and they left the bathroom to go to Veronica's house.

          With plot device magic, (and lazyness) i dont have to descrive them going home! :D
                 [Aka, time skip]

    Heather woke up in Veronica's bed, and not wearing her own clothes. Instead she was wearing shorts that went to her knees and an oversized blue tshirt that went to about mid thigh. She sat up rubbing her eyes and swung her legs over the side, sitting on the edge of the bed when Veronica opened the door silently, and opened it further, seeing Heather awake.

   "Hey Mac, you ok?"
   "Is this your shirt?"
   "I figured you wouldn't mind being in more comfortable clothing, and you really wouldn't mind if they qere my clothes." Veronica reasoned.

     Heather snickered at how cute she was and looked around.

   "Soo, how did i get in your bed?"
   "Well, I called Duke for a ride, and you fell asleep in my arms on the way here, so i changed you and put you in my bed." She explained, and Heather vaugely remembered falling asleep.

   "Huh- ok then-" she said slowly standing up and Veronica walked forward and hugged her, Heather smiled softly and hugged back, hiding her face as Veronica slowly pressed a kiss to her cheek, "c'mon, i made popcorn, we're watching a movie" she said as she held Heather's hand and guided her to the front room. The kitchen was barricaded with string and chairs. She looked at Veronica confused.