Dodie x Reader

Chapter 6

Listen to "What The Fuck" from "If /Then" for this chapter.
lil note: Imagine Elsa from Frozen saying 'wtf' lmao
Chapter 6:  Her Accent

"Gary right?" My eyes widen with jealousy, "Yeah and these are for you." Gary hands Dodie a bouquet of flowers. "Thanks, how about you get inside?" She says with opening her door a little bit further. Dodie and I have been having constant sleepovers almost every week to make videos, that has been going on for a month now and I haven't been seeing my mother. I miss her but these constant sleepovers have been driving me crazy over someone, I just don't know who but for sure she lives in this house. It's obviously Dodie but i've just been denying it, I kept on telling myself 'we're just friends, we're just friends' but it never worked. Whenever I had to leave the house I couldn't help myself but look back at it, but specifically at 'her'.

A few days after our "chemistry" scene, I started to become happier. No other than Dodie has ever made me this happy, my last experiences with guys have been horrible. Most of the time they would treat me like shit but I had a taste of certain men who would treat me like shit. Raphael was the worst so far, but I'm happy to have his sister. "I've always loved your accent you know?" Gary compliments her with a smile on his face, "Who are you exactly?" I but in their conversation. "Oh we're batch mates", "Are you guys friends or what?" I ask while Gary holds a fuck boy smirk. "We are but I don't see her as one." My hands sweat and my eyebrows furrow, "Well, (y/n) and I are dating." Gary breaks into a smile of shame. "Sure." He replies and I smile at him, "Well, I got to go now bye!" He runs out the door. "What was that?" I ask while Dodie is blushing from the scene that just happened; "(Y/n)?" She looks deeply into my eyes. "Yeah?"

I reply with confusion, not knowing what to do. "Were you jealous?" I stayed silent for about 5 seconds and replied with "A bit."; "Can you burn those bouquet of flowers?" I add as I bite my lip in nervousness after. "Why?" Dodie furrows her eyebrows and smirks a bit, "Why not?" I reply with a faint voice. "Gary and I have been friends for years and I don't want to hurt his feelings." She states with an adorable face; "He won't know anyway." I reply quicker than how Donald Trump expresses his racism. "Please?" I add up, later than how Bella Thorne's girlfriend Tana shows real love to her and not just for the views. "Have you seen the way he looks at you?" I ask her with an angry tone, "No," She replies with a confused face. "Well first of all, he just wants to fuck you."
"Mhm."
"Second of all, he's trying to make you a heterosexual."
"Wait, what?"
"Straight."
"Okay, third of all, you're obviously very jealous and also you look and sound like my psychotic ex girlfriend." My face expression was at the moment 'what the fuck'. "Ex girlfriend?" I ask with my head adorably tilted at the side (like a little doggo). "Stop doing that, you're becoming more like yourself again." She looks at me disgusted; "What? I thought you hated your ex.". "I just said that to piss you off." Suddenly, the 3 second awkward silence turned into a pool of laughter; "Meh." I say adorably, "sTOpPPp YoU'Re t-ToO aDOraBLE"

I blush into so much emotions, "When I said that I liked you last month, I really meant it like legit."; "But you said that you only liked me as a friend-" "I lied!" 'oh shit i love you.' I felt a thrillion emotions 'she lied'. "D-do you like me more?" I stutter as she starts finding her words. "More than like." I blush further as I think of more questions that's probably gonna make me sound like an imbecile. "Do y-you l-love m-me?-" She probably thought I was dumb already but I just wanted to hear a 'yes' from her. "I-I don't know, b-but I can't stop thinking about you (y/n)."

I reach in for a kiss as she reaches in as well, our lips touched and I felt my heart and my face burning. Her pimples, white heads and black heads were touching my skin but I didn't care if I grew them as well; as long as we grew them together. Just like how our children are growing up together. "I-I'm s-sorry I-I d-didn't mean to I'm so stupi-" Before I could finish roasting myself, she kissed me again.