Okay first, I just wanted to say thanks for requesting and I cinta you. If anda want to see lebih request! lebih info on my wall. Thanks. oleh the way, this is my first one so if it is bad, I could use some constructive criticism, not hate. Here anda go!
For: Olivia
Finally, after a long hari of work, anda were at home, in bed, and cuddling up to Mr. Bananas. It was 9:47pm when anda actually fell asleep.
anda were awoken oleh a yell and saw Dallas, your boyfriend of almost one year, lying on the floor holding his nose.
"Oh my gosh! What happened? Are anda okay?" anda panicked.
"You punched me!"
anda couldn't help but laugh a little, but Dally did not think that it was funny.
"I am so sorry!" anda berkata through laughter and pulled him to the bathroom of your empty house. Your parents were not halaman awal very often.
anda sat him down on the side of the bathtub. anda looked at the clock: 1:24. anda searched through the cabinet to find something to somewhat stop the swelling of his nose. anda pulled out a little bottle of cream. Dallas, having no idea what it was, let anda apply it to his nose. He winced along the way and anda were trying to be careful. Once anda were finished, anda looked at the bottle lebih closely and started to giggle.
"What now, (Y/N)?" Dally said, impatient.
"This is not something to stop swelling. This is something to stop rashes on bayi bums."
anda started a laughing fit when anda saw Dallas's face. It was priceless.
"What are anda waiting for? Get this crap off my face!" Dallas yelled. anda were still laughing while anda were wiping it off.
After many tries, both of anda realized anda were not any good at playing doctor. Dally and anda just ended up lying in your bed, playing with each others fingers.
"I really am sorry." anda admitted.
"Yeah, whatever, your just lucky I cinta you."
"I know."
"You sure can pack a punch, though, girly." He pecked your nose and anda carefully returned it to his nose.
"I learn from the best." He smiled proudly."Thanks for coming over."
"No problem. Just don't meninju, pukulan me again." anda smirked.
"No promises."
I hoped it was what anda asked for, Olivia.
-Andi
For: Olivia
Finally, after a long hari of work, anda were at home, in bed, and cuddling up to Mr. Bananas. It was 9:47pm when anda actually fell asleep.
anda were awoken oleh a yell and saw Dallas, your boyfriend of almost one year, lying on the floor holding his nose.
"Oh my gosh! What happened? Are anda okay?" anda panicked.
"You punched me!"
anda couldn't help but laugh a little, but Dally did not think that it was funny.
"I am so sorry!" anda berkata through laughter and pulled him to the bathroom of your empty house. Your parents were not halaman awal very often.
anda sat him down on the side of the bathtub. anda looked at the clock: 1:24. anda searched through the cabinet to find something to somewhat stop the swelling of his nose. anda pulled out a little bottle of cream. Dallas, having no idea what it was, let anda apply it to his nose. He winced along the way and anda were trying to be careful. Once anda were finished, anda looked at the bottle lebih closely and started to giggle.
"What now, (Y/N)?" Dally said, impatient.
"This is not something to stop swelling. This is something to stop rashes on bayi bums."
anda started a laughing fit when anda saw Dallas's face. It was priceless.
"What are anda waiting for? Get this crap off my face!" Dallas yelled. anda were still laughing while anda were wiping it off.
After many tries, both of anda realized anda were not any good at playing doctor. Dally and anda just ended up lying in your bed, playing with each others fingers.
"I really am sorry." anda admitted.
"Yeah, whatever, your just lucky I cinta you."
"I know."
"You sure can pack a punch, though, girly." He pecked your nose and anda carefully returned it to his nose.
"I learn from the best." He smiled proudly."Thanks for coming over."
"No problem. Just don't meninju, pukulan me again." anda smirked.
"No promises."
I hoped it was what anda asked for, Olivia.
-Andi
Darry’s Perspective
I never got to hold her.
We had tried so hard, and when (Y/N) finally got pregnant, it was like a miracle almost.
I should have known it was too good to be true.
I felt her kick; three times. And that was it.
I talked to her all the time.
And those five precious months was all I got with her.
And so here I sit, against the dinding of the kitchen, bir in hand.
Five months.
