You and Sam ended up talking for the next hour. She thanked you for everything you'd done for Dom in the past couple years. She said she'd never seen him as happy as he'd been with you and the bhc. You both shed a couple of tears while talking about how much he meant to you. Eventually, the rest of his family came back from the cafeteria. They decided to go to the hotel to get some rest, as it was getting pretty late. The boys were at home, leaving you once again alone with Dom. You couldn't even get yourself up off the couch at this point. Not only were you sad, but you were tired and a bit malnourished. You'd been having trouble eating with everything going on. You decided you needed to do something to relieve some of the stress you were feeling. You pulled out your notebook and pen, and began to write.
cuz baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
honey you're the only one that loved me from the start,
baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
cupid hit the bullseye with his one little dart,
baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
I hate the way I look but to you I am art,
baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
when I say I'm stupid you tell me that I'm smart,
baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
without you in my life I'd never top the charts,
baby you're the ink that fills my tattooed heart,
when I promised you nothing will ever tear us apart,
I pulled those words directly from my ta- ttooed- heart.
A tear dripped out of your eye and fell on to the page as you wrote the last line. All you wanted was for the love of your life to come back to you. All you wanted was him. In your arms again. All you wanted...
a/n
short chapter this time, I'm sorry y'all. Longer ones coming soon though I promise!

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I'm With You // Yungblud x Reader
Fanfiction"No matter what happens, I'm with you." A Yungblud fanfic. You and Dominic Harrison had been dating for almost 4 years and are inseparable. You live together in your houses in LA and London. You're both successful artists but worked out a system whe...