Song: White Flag/By Sabrina Carpenter

Btw, if you haven't noticed, I love Sabrina❤️😂

You and Dipper's Age: 16

~•~Your POV~•~

"Dipper, I think you're too obssesed with that journal." I sighed.

I came over to visit Dipper, my boyfriend. He was laying down in his bed, reading the journal.

"No, I'm not." Dipper said, still keeping his gaze on the journal.

"Yes- you are. We haven't gone out on a date for over a month. You never want to spend time with me anymore too." I said.

"You're here now." Dipper stated.

"But you didn't invite me over! I came over myself!" I said, raising my voice at him.

He sighed, placing the journal down on his lap.

"Look, if you came over to yell at me, then leave!" Dipper said, pointing at the door.

At this point, I didn't know what to say. My expression on my face was shocked and heartbroken, but then quickly changed to angry.

"Fine! And don't expect me to come back! Since you love that journal so much, why don't you go fuck it yourself for God's sake!" I yelled.

Dipper's expression softened.

"Wait. I didn't mean-"

"No, Dipper. It's over. We're- done. Have a happy fucking life without me." I said, turning around and walking out of his room.

:::::TIMESKIP:::::

I sat down in my seat in art class. It's only been a few days after me and Dipper's break up. I try to avoid him in the hallways when he trys to talk to me, same for lunch. It was harder in classes. I pulled out my drawing materials. I then got up and grabbed an empty canvas from the back of the room. When I got back to my seat, I felt someone's presents beside me.

I glanced over to the side of me to see Dipper sitting down next to me.

"Don't sit next to me." I growled at him.

"I need to talk to you." He said.

"There's nothing to talk about. Obviously you love that book and your adventures more then me, so you should spend the rest of your life with them and not me." I stated, just as I finished putting out all my materials.

"That's not true at all. I love you more then that journal and those mysteries. I still love you, and I'll never stop. Please take me back." He said.

I had my hand rested on the table, so he placed his hand on top of mine. I glanced down at his hand for a long time, but I pulled it away, looking away as well. As Dipper was about to speak again, but the teacher stood up from her seat at the desk and walked in front of the room.

"Alright class. Today you'll be drawing emotions or events that have happened, is happening, or will happen in your life. Draw anything that has to do with you and what's is going on in your life, or a certain place or someone that makes you feel special emotions. You'll have the rest of the period to work on this. Good luck!" And with that, she went back to her seat, looking at some files.

I picked up my pencil to sketch out my drawing.

What to draw, what to draw...

What should I draw?

What's happening in my life now?

There's me and Dipper's break up, but I don't wanna draw that out.

Oh, my mom just recently started a garden, maybe I can draw a nice park, to show happiness.

Great idea, (Y/n).

Thanks, (Y/n).

I started to sketch out my park. Drawing benches, trees, small flowers, and a city background. I drew an sheep dog running after a flying frisbee, a mother and father walking down the sidewalk with their son while he held a ballon, and a couple have a small picnic on the grass. I was almost tempted to draw me and Dipper as the couple, but I shook my head and tried not to.

Once I finished sketching it out, I grabbed my paint and paintbrush and started to paint it. First I did the sky, then the city background, then the rest of the nature. I saved the people for last, to make it easier. I heard my teacher stand up from her seat and walk around the class, probably to see how everyone is doing.

Speaking of other people, I saw from the corner of my eye that Dipper was super focused on his drawing. I was so tempted to sneak a peek of what he was doing. From time to time is try to glance on his work, but I wasn't able to see it. He had also just started to paint his sketching.

It was about the end of the period when my teacher stopped to look at our paintings. I had finished my painting, admitting how beautiful it was.

"Beautiful work, (Y/n)! I love how you captured this setting perfectly!" My teacher said.

"Thank you." I smiled.

She looked over at Dipper's, who was still working, and gasped.

"My, Mr. Pines, your painting is magnificent!" She beamed.

"Um, thank you, ma'am." Dipper said.

"Would it be alright if I show this to the class?" She said.

I saw Dipper quickly glance over at me, "Sure."

And with that, my teacher picked up Dipper's project and walked in front of the class, followed by Dipper.

"Class, I need all of your attention up here now." She said, "This is the definition of art."

Finally, she flipped over the painting, showing the class. Some people gasped or said 'awe!' I stared at it, shocked.

The image was a boy and a girl. They were standing on a balcony, and in the background was the Eiffel Tower. The place looked so romantic. But what shocked me the most was that the boy and the girl were-

Kissing.

But I still haven't gotten to the part why I'm shocked.

"Mr. Pines, is this you in this painting?" My teacher asked.

Dipper nodded his head, standing awkwardly next to her.

"And who's this girl you happen to be 'kissing' in this painting?" She said, still a big smile on her face.

He didn't say or do anything at first, but finally he pointed at me, and everyone in the class turned there head towards me.

That- was what I was shocked the most about.

It was me and Dipper- kissing.

My face heated up and I looked down at my lap. I heard some kids giggle, which made my face heat up even more.

Yup, this isn't totally embarrassing, at all!

Hint the sarcasm.

:::::TIMESKIP:::::

I was at my locker putting my stuff away. It was the end of the day and heading out. When I closed my locker, I saw from the corner of my eye Dipper walking over towards me.

I didn't bother to face him, I just turned the other way and and sped walk down the hallway. I heard running footsteps start to get closer to me. I didn't stop though. Soon he got right in front of me, making me crash right into him.

I looked up at him. I tried to give him a glare, but I just couldn't. He had such a guilty look on his face. It broke my heart.

"What is it?" I asked.

"(Y/n), I really want you to take me back. I need you to take me back. Please, (Y/n)." Dipper pleaded, grabbing my hands.

I just stared at him. I wasn't sure if I should trust him or not. Will he be different, or will he just go back to that stupid journal?

"Dipper-"

"I promise I'll spend more time with you, be the perfect boyfriend any girl can ask for, just please, (Y/n). You were the best thing that ever happened in my life. I love you." He pleaded.

Right now, I could just ligit start crying from his beautiful words. No, you are strong (Y/n), you aren't going to cry, you aren't going to cry.

Too late.

Small tears of joy went down my face, as I smiled a little.

"I love you too, Dipper." I said, almost in a whisper.

A huge smile appeared on his face as he hugged me tightly. He picked me up and spun around, making me giggle like crazy and hug him back. He put me back down and we both looked at each other, then kissing passionately. When we broke apart, I squinted my eyes at him.

"How do I always fall for that adorable look on your face?" I asked.

"It's a gift." He smirked, making us both laugh as we kissed again.

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Yay!

Another one-shot!

I was also just reading a really sad story so I'm still kinda emotional rn 😂😭

Hope you guys enjoyed this!

~gianna_northwest