yungblud oneshots

12- liar:

a/n: THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH FOR 1K! i seriously wanna cry, i'm so happy :''') thank you to everyone who reads this book, it'sone of the few ways i can express myself <3 much love x

p.s. celebratory smut coming soon ;))

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"I'm not upset, I promise, love. I'm overthinking about the new album comin' out. Are ma fans gonna like it? Will they be disappointed? Am I gonna lose em?" Dom raked his hand through his messy hair, trying his hardest to calm down from the nervous breakdown he was having in our living room. I didn't know what to say, he's shown me the whole album and I know it's the best one yet. I feel it. I have no idea why he's panicking about it.

"Dommie, they're gonna love it. The new songs are incredible. You don't need to stress yourself out over your fans loving or hating it. At the end of the day, it's your heart and soul that's gone into making the album." I rested my hand on his shoulder reassuringly, Dom just shrugged from my touch. My heart clenched a little, I won't lie. He never does that.

"But... what if they don't like them? I'm so fookin' worried, y/n. I don't wanna release it, I'm not fookin' dropping it for em. Fook it." I huffed at the stubborn boy. He can really drag himself down sometimes. This is the big confident goofball I first fell in love with who now doesn't have any sort of faith for these new tracks. Ugh, I hate him sometimes.

"They'll be fine, bub. Believe me."

"Well, I can't believe you, y/n. It's hard to sometimes when you like to lie to me all the time."

 E-fucking-xcuse me? I'm the liar? ME! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE! Where the fuck did that come from? Why would he say something like that to me? I've enver said something like that to him. Ever.

"What the fuck? I'M a liar? Well... did I lie about everything going on with my parents? No. Did I lie to you about how I was feeling after I was mentally destroyed by my disloyal, fake fucking friends? No. And did I ever lie to you about the years of sexual abuse I was experiencing way before we met? No. So don't sit there and say I'm a liar when I've been honest to you for the two years we've been together. I complimented your music, how good it was, and you come out with something like that? Sort your fucking head out, asshole." I slapped a hand over my mouth, eyes widening at what I just said. Why, y/n, why? Now everything's gonna get worse because of me. 

"I... Dominic, I'm so sor-" I reached forward to embrace him but he held his hand up in my face.

"Save your breath, y/n. I'm not listening to you." He stood up and left the room, going upstairs. I listened to his footsteps, jumping when a door was slammed. I felt the frustrated tears fall down my face, curling into a ball on the sofa. He's so self-conscious sometimes, he gets way too emotional and says things he doesn't mean. But, that hurt. There hasn't ever been a time where he's come out with something like that. I picked up my phone from the coffee table, dialling Adam's number. I pressed loudspeaker, hearing it ring a coupe times before faint bsckground talking.

"Hey, y/n? What's up?" I sniffed, trying hard not to make it seem like I was crying.

"H-hey, Ada-m." I choked, covering my mouth.

"Y/n? What's wrong? Why are you crying? Was it Dom? I'll kick his ass if I need to, regardless of him being my best friend." I smiled at that, Adam may be Dom's best friend, but he'll defend me no matter what. Even against his best friend.

"A-arguments, s'all. H-he flipped out a-and calld me a l-liar, so I told h-him to sort his head out... C-can you come over?" Adam cleared his throat, mumbling 'gotta go kick some ass' to whoever he was with. He told me he was on his way to our house now. I thanked him and hung up, rubbing my eyes. I sat up and put my phone back on the table.

'He must've calmed down by now.' I thought, getting up and making my way through to the kitchen I grabbed a glass of water and returned to my place on the sofa, startled to see Adam sitting there. He looked over at me and pulled me into his chest.

"How're you now, lovie?" I sniffed and shrugged, successfully putting the glass down without spilling it. 

"I'm fine... Dominic isn't, though." Adam oulled from the hug and chewed the inside of his cheek.

"I'll talk to him, wait here." I nodded, sitting down. Adam disappeared out of sight, making his way to the bedroom to check on Dom. I fiddled around with my fingers, trying my best to listen for any conversation. I only heard a faint 'she's upset' and 'come apologise'. There were two sets of footsteps walking across the landing and down the stairs. I saw a red-faced Dominic with a sad looking Adam.

"'m sorry, love. It's the stress under the new shit comin' out gettin' to ma head. I love you so fookin' much." I smiled softly, standing up in front of Dominic, cupping his face in my hands. I pressed a kiss to his lips, wiping the stray tears under his eyes.

"I love you too. Next time, believe me when I say something about your music. You know I'd tell you if it was shit." He exhaled from his nose harshly, not letting out a full-blown laugh. I giggled, cuddling into Dom's chest, listening to his slow heartbeat.

"I'm gonna head back to Mike and Tom, catch you guys later." 

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 it's short and fluffy, okay? <3

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