Suburbia Part 1
Series Title: Suburbia
Word Count: 1,939
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Summary: (I’m really bad at this, sorry) AU where the reader started her professional singing career having left behind her friends, family, and most painfully, Dean. She comes back to her small town a year later in an effort to fix what she and Dean had, if there is anything left to fix at all.
A/N: The italics are memories. Also, I got the idea for this fic from the song Suburbia by Troye Sivan, I absolutely love it so check it out if you have the time. I’ve been working on this fic for a while and I’m super excited about it so I hope you guys like it. Let me know if anyone wants to be tagged! I’m tagging some peeps, let me know if you want to be un-tagged, I promise I won’t be offended. As always, feedback is welcome and much appreciated. Thanks everyone <3
Warning: Just a wee bit of cursing, more like one curse word lol
You stare out of the window of Charlie’s black
Toyota Prius as the green oak trees and familiar neighboring houses rush past
your line of sight, nostalgia washing over you with each passing second.
“Dean slow down you’re gonna get a ticket, we are in a residential area!” you screamed, knowing well enough it was no use. Dean just laughed, his smile spread from ear to ear. “Hey, I promised you I would get you to class on time and you know I don’t break my promises” he reached over and grabbed your hand, the one that was gripping the black leather seat of his Baby. “And don’t you worry sweetheart, I’ll have your car fixed by the time your class ends too.” You relaxed a little at his touch and looked over to him, counting your lucky stars that you had Dean in your life.
“You’re thinking about him aren’t you?” Charlie’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You turned to her and nodded, “How do you know me so well?”
“You may have been gone for a year, but you’re still my best bitch.” You laughed and couldn’t agree more. Despite not having seen her in such a long time, she was one of the only people you kept in touch with except your parents while you were 1500 miles away.
She let out a small sigh, “It’s been a year (Y/N), please tell me you don’t still have feelings for him.” You just looked out the window once again, knowing that if anything, your feelings just got stronger. Being away from him for so long made you miss everything about him so much more.
“I miss him Charlie”, you managed to whisper. You couldn’t believe it had been a whole year. A year since you left your small town of Lawrence, Kansas to move to Glendale, the town right next to Hollywood, to record your very first album. A year since you last saw your friends and family. A year since you last spoke to Dean. You had been trying to figure out how to talk to him again you for over a month now, ever since you found out your producer was giving you a little less than a week off.
No one knew you were coming back to town except Charlie and your dad; you wanted to surprise your mom on her birthday. Even then, the only thing that preoccupied your mind was seeing Dean again, especially after the last time.