Demi Lovato one shots

tear stained face- pt 2

Y/N

Sleep had consumed you both.

You both had laid awake for another hour, it consisted of her trying to prevent another break down from you.

When you fell asleep her words rang in your head.

"your little tear stained face" you understood that you had been crying but those words just stuck.

***NEXT DAY/ MORNING TIME***

You felt a cold breeze hit your side, you went to open your eyes but the bright light got in your face.

You let out a groan and curled up and pushed your face in the pillow.

Suddenly you felt two hands pulling your close and out of the warmth of the covers.

A tiny whimper escaped you as you opened your eyes.

Your mom was smiling and holding you like a baby. Not really comfy but you were getting hugs, can't complain about that.

"you gotta get up baby" you shook your head and pushed it into her shoulder.

She chuckled and rubbed your back.

"momma no, sleepy sleep" she laughed a little and got up with you in her arms.

You tried to pull the covers with you but she made sure you weren't holding on.

She carried you downstairs and laid you on the couch, she took one of the blankets off the back and draped it over you.

She went into the kitchen and most likely started to make breakfast.

The light from the huge glass panes gave you a headache.

At so early in the morning no light should be near you.

You rolled over and shimmied your way in between the cushions.

You heard the sound of the frying pan as oil got put on it.

Bacon.

You felt yourself falling back asleep which was nice.

The sounds around you slowly lulled you back to sleep.

But that period of sleep was cut short.

You woke up again to your mom shaking you.

"come on Y/n I made breakfast, your favorite, bacon and eggs with cheese." she tried to pry you from the cushions but couldn't .

Yeah..."favorite".

You whined as she pulled you from the couch, placing you on her hip.

She walked over to the table and pulled the plate over.

Why was there only one?

She sat down and placed you on her lap, holding you close.

It clicked in your head what she was doing.

Feeding you to make sure you eat.

Nice.

She picked up the fork and put eggs on it, she brought it up and you whined.

Not really wanting to eat so early in the morning.

Hell who were you kidding? You didn't want to eat at all.

She didn't move her hand and you realized it was a loosing battle.

You sighed and opened your mouth, she fed you and rubbed your back.

Encouraging you to eat more.

Which you did.

Once you were done she praised you.

Only you didn't feel like you accomplished anything.

She held you close and kissed your head.

"it'll get better from here" she rubbed your back and turned you so you were facing her.

You let out a whimper as your eyes watered.

She noticed right away and held you to her body, rocking you back and forth.

It felt like you cried for hours.

It was only minutes though.

You sniffled ad sat up, wiping roughly at your face.

When you looked at you mom you felt bad.

Now she was the one with the tear stained face.