weston's pov
"dylan. dylan, wake up babe." i whisper in her ear, gently shaking her shoulders. she fell asleep on my lap last night while we were watching icarly.
wait, why did i just call her babe?
"need. sleep." she mumbles into my legs, crunching her body into a ball.
"dylan, you have to get up. please babygirl." i groan; she has a heavy head and i need to pee.
"noooo"
"babygirl please," i beg, biting my lip.
what is up with all these nicknames?
"dylan. dylan i really need to go pee... want me to get coco chanel for you to sleep on?"
"whats that?" she yawns lazily.
still. in. my. lap.
"my favorite caterpillar ever."
"umm... yes." she says nestling her head into my legs, wrapping her arms tighter around the bottom of my torso.
"dylan, dylan you have to let go of me." i chuckle, quickly stopping myself because i dont want to pee my pants.
"oh... okay." she sighs deeply, loosening her grip around my waist and slightly lifting her head off my lap.
"thank you!" i gasp, getting up and tossing coco at dylan, darting over to the bathroom so i can relieve my bladder.
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"WESTON!" she screams at me as i walk back in the room.
" yes? "
" WHY WAS I ON YOUR LAP AND WHY WERE YOU CALLING ME BABY AND BABYGIRL?! "
"well you fell asleep on my lap and you looked too comfortable to move." i say, avoiding the latter question.
"and ?"
"umm..."
"why were you calling me that?" she asks.
"i.. well- you.. um- i had to pee, and you weren't waking up.. so i just tried calling you those names... so you might wake up?" i lie.
"um... okay, but don't do it again please. it... brings back.. unwanted memories." she cringes awkwardly, a pained look in her eyes.
"..like what?"
"i just said they were unwanted. i dont want to talk about it right now.."
"maybe i cou-"
"weston. can we at least talk about it later? please?"
"yeah. sure. " i sigh.
"thanks." she smiles lightly.
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accidental groupchat // w.k
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