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It's Okay, Don't Cry: A Dallon Weekes x reader

THIS IS FOR @Dramallama5464! ENJOY!

You were 16. Your dad wasn't home a lot but when he was home he treated you like a princess because he barely saw you and your mom yelled at you a lot.

Because of this you felt like such a fuck up.

One night you got home from hanging with your boyfriend, Dallon, who lived next door and your guys' friends Brendon and Sarah.

You entered through the door and saw your stuck up mother playing some game that took intelligance on her iPad.

Your mom turned to look at you.

"There you are y/n. I'm busy so you can make your own dinner." She says, walking into the living room and knitting.

You sigh, not being good at cooking. You almost burned Dallon's house down once while making cookies with him and his mom.

You were super tired and you just weren't focused.

You took off your boots and jacket then grabbed a frozen mini pizza out of the freezer, tossed it on a plate and put it in the oven.

You waited the needed amount of time when you opened the stove you stopped dead in your tracks.

You had been so tired and out of it you grabbed a plastic plate which had just melted in the oven.

Your mom was going to shit bricks.

You picked the pizza off and put it on the counter and just stared at the melted plate.

You almost started crying, feeling like such a fuck up.

Suddenly your mom came in. You heard her stop as she saw the oven.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" She yelled, turning you to face her.

"STOP THINKING OF YOURSELF AND THOSE STUPID FRIENDS OF YOURS! MY OVEN COULD BE RUINED YOU DUMB SHIT!" She yelled.

You burst into tears, grabbed the pizza and ran to your room.

You curled up on your bed, looked at the pizza and scoffed.

"I shouldn't eat it. I'll become even more fat and terrible." You mutter to yourself.

You throw the pizza across the room into your garbage and sigh.

You cry even more as you hear your mom downstairs, laughing on the phone with your stupid aunt about how much of a fuck up you are.

"Y/n? Are you okay? You hear a soothing voice ask.

You look outside your window, you notice it had been open and so was Dallons, his room was right across from yours.

"N-no." You stutter.

Dallon climbs across and curls up with you, hugging you close.

You tell him the whole story and Dallon sighs.

"It's okay, y/n, everyone makes mistakes." He says and kisses your cheek.

"But I make the stupidest ones." You say sadly.

"You just weren't thinking. You definitely are NOT a fuck up. It's okay, don't cry. I love you. You are doing well in school, you chose great friends..." He starts with a smirk which makes you giggle.

"And you are a master in the bedroom." He teases, making you blush.

"You are smart and beautiful and I love you." Dallon says, kissing your nose.

You smile cutely and fall asleep, curled up with Dallon as he sings softly in your ear.

SO THIS IS BASED ON A TRUE STORY WHERE I WAS TIRED, MY MOM MADE ME MAKE MYSELF DINNER AND SHE ALWAYS MAKES ME FEEL LIKE A FUCK UP, I USED A PLASTIC PLATE WITHOUT THINKING, SHE TOLD ME HOW STUPID I WAS AND TOLD MY STUPID AUNT TOO. I CRIED BUT UNLIKE THE STORY I HAD NO FRIENDS TO COMFORT ME...