Dodie x Reader

Chapter 3

Note: Less Dodie, more you in this story.

Chapter 3: Practice Makes Perfect (wow so cliche :3)

I wake up the next day in my bed thinking about everything that happened yesterday 'Yes! I met Dodie fucking Clark!' I mumble in my head. I don't even know how people meet their favorite celebrity then wake up the next day like nothing happened, I mean it depends with their personality I mean I'm usually jumpy, but I mean this was the first time in two years. Raphael was the reason to all my mental issues and I mean mental issues are awesome, but I guess a random guy from tinder getting you pregnant is fine. He told me to abort that baby just right after 8 months and I thought to myself that he was happy about the pregnancy test shit, but it was just for the sake of his reputation.
(Sorry for using "I mean" a lot)

Mom opens the door of my room, drops the remote in her hand and sheds a tear from her eye. "(Y/n)?" She cries while running to me and follows up a hug, "I-I missed you." She stutters.

"I did too mom."

"Where did you go all these years?"

"I c-can't tell you."

"Tell me please." She cups my shoulders.

"I don't want you to be pissed at me."

"I would never be pissed at you hon, I love you." She returns the hug.

"I love you too mom." A tear slides down my face landing on mom's back.

If it wouldn't be for Dodie I would still be tortured and verbally abused right now, I wanted to plan a "Thank You Event" for Dodie since she's done that.

"Whoever brought you home please tell me who it is. I'll do anything to please them back." My mom happily says.

"Mom, she's my partner in business now."

"Oh it's a she!"

"Yeah sorry mom, it's not a Prince Charming."

"Unless you're lesbian" She laughs really hard.

"M-Mom! I'm straight!" I stutter.

"Oh really?" Her laughing intensifies.

"Mom! This is ridiculous."

"This is good." Her laugh turns into a little giggle.

"Nope." I disagree.

"Okay."

(Awkward silence~!)

"Mom, I need to go somewhere."

"Where?"

"The park."

"Why?"

"To practice some songs."

"What songs?"

"Mom, stop questioning every answer I have for your question."

"Why not?"

"Ugh!"

"I just don't want to lose you again."

"Just because I went missing for 2 years doesn't mean it's gonna happen again."

"At least can I come with you?"

"Yeah sure mom."

We walked to the park with my ukulele in my hand and my mom having her hands in her jacket. Me and my mom actually had a really close bond before, she never was strict to me, she always told me that I was a smart ass and that everyone would never understand me if they weren't as smart as me. At the corner of my eye I was sure that I saw Raphael kicking some rocks with his hands in his jacket, while at the other corner was Raphael running towards me. I looked at both sides, nothing was there.

"Are you okay (y/n)?" My mom questions.

"Yeah, 100% not crazy."

"Nothing is 100% dear."

"Mom there's a bench over there." I quickly change the topic.

"Oh, perfect timing to change the topic." She notices.

"I just found a bench, that's all "

"Whatever smart ass." She lightly punches my shoulder as we both laugh.

"Okay mom."

We happily sit on the bench as I bring out my ukulele from it's case. I sang a few songs a while after I sing a new song, my mom claps really hard until everyone can hear it. Some kids watched, some adults gave money for no reason, some people even told me that I should be Dodie's partner in youtube. I loved all the appreciation the people have given me as I just sit on a bench playing my ukulele and singing.

"You did a great job (y/n), i'm proud of you." My mom compliments my first achievement.

"Thanks mom." I thank her on our way home.

"Dodie will be very proud of you."

"Yeah, I hope so."

*new message*

Dodie: You're viral dude.
*video of you*
(Y/n): Who posted that?
Dodie: idk

"Mom."

"What?"

"I'm famous."

"All of a sudden?"

"Here check this video out."

"2 million likes?"

"Wait wha-"

"I know!" My mom throws in a hug.

*video*
Caption: This little bitch ran away from me, so this should make me famous.
👍 2m 👎5k

"Mom the caption though."

"Little bitch?"

"He's the guy that kidnapped me.

Comments:
"You kidnapped her?"
"You can't just call a talented girl a "little bitch""
"You're the little bitch."
"Did 2m people like the caption or the video itself? You're all sick.

Note: Sorry to keep y'all waiting! I went to so many events in four days with no internet, but imma update my stories as much as I can.