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isthisthingeven0n · 3 years

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the list : d.d

brief summary: you grew up with david, and he always wanted there to be more than just friendship between you both. however, now adults and david is dating someone else, you coming back into his life causes him to have doubts about what he wants. (1.8k)

requested: yes by the sweetest anon, i hope you like the outcome! warnings: none that i’m aware of

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“Are you sure you don’t want anything?” You call out as you gather your things in the kitchen, your back turned to the guys as David sighs quietly to himself.

Ilya can’t help but roll his eyes at David’s lovesick expression that remains plastered across his face whenever you’re around. “Dave,” Ilya slaps his chest, causing David to snap out of his trance.

“No!” David blurts out, and you turn around quickly.

“Okay,” You nervously chuckle, thinking nothing of it as you head towards the front door. “I’ll see you later.”

With that, you close the door behind you, and David groans loudly as he buries his face into his hands whilst Ilya and Zane share a knowing look.

“Dude, you gotta get it together.” Ilya states as David shakes his head in his hands. “It’s only Y/n, we’ve known her since High School.”

“That’s the problem,” David mumbles. “it’s Y/n.”

It was true, David had known you for many years but for at least half of them he was sort of (most definitely) in love with you whilst you remained oblivious to it. He grew up alongside you as you had boyfriends, was the shoulder for you to cry on after a breakup and one of your best friends. Yet, David always wished he could’ve been something more.

There had been moments between you both, flickers of something more than just friendship, but nothing came of them.

Yet, David had moved on and was happy. At least, he thinks he’s happy until you walk into any room he’s in with your bright smile and joyful laughter; before he realises David’s back in High school, pining after his best friend.

“Look, David, you have a girlfriend.” Zane states, knowing Taylor is out of town currently. “You can’t be drooling over Y/n like this.”

“I know, I just,” David sighs as he thinks of you, knowing he should think of Taylor in that way. “whenever she’s around I just forget any other girl exists, and I just want to be with her.”

Ilya rolls his eyes once more. “God you need help.” He mutters as he rises to his feet, clapping his hands together as both David and Zane look up.

“What are you talking about?” Natalie speaks up as she walks through into the open space with Todd by her side.

“About David and Y/n.” Zane motions to David who simply shrugs his shoulders meekly at Natalie’s raised brow.

“She finally tell you then?” Todd smiles brightly, unaware of Natalie’s eyes widening. “Why’re you all looking at me like that?” Todd asks as wide eyes stare at him from across the room. “Oh no.” He mutters.

“Oh no is right.” Natalie remarks.

“Y/n likes David?” Ilya asks, sounding astounded by the idea as he looks over at David and back to Natalie. “You sure?”

Natalie sighs before nodding. “She has for a while now,” Natalie starts, and David falls back down into the sofa, his mind dazing over in shock as Natalie continues. “but then David started dating Taylor, so she felt like her chance was gone.”

“Okay,” Ilya begins pacing around the room. “so, Y/n likes David, David likes Y/n, but David also likes Taylor.”

“Thank you Captain Obvious.” Natalie mutters. “Look, David, you gotta sort this.”

“But how?” David asks weakly as he looks around at his friends before Ilya’s face lights up.

“I’ve got an idea.” Ilya smirks as he rushes out of the room, returning with the portable whiteboard. “We make a pros and cons list.” He suggests, ignoring Natalie shaking her head.

“Ilya, that is a terrible idea.” She tells him, but Ilya chalks it up on the board instead.

“Actually, it might not be that bad.” David comments, now standing up as he approaches the whiteboard and twiddles the pen in his fingertips as he eyes the pros and cons list. “If I can think of more cons, then I’ll know she isn’t right for me and Taylor is.”

“Your logic is so fucked.” Todd looks down to Natalie who remains silent, hoping that something will come of this for everyone’s sake.

Exhaling deeply, David stands back as he admires the board completely covered in the pros and cons of possibly dating you. “I never realised there could be so many.” David half laughs, now feeling more conflicted than ever before.

“Yeah, this is way harder than I anticipated.” Ilya comments, resting his hands on his hips. “Anyway, wanna order food?”

David nods as he walks out from the room, going to grab his phone whilst Ilya heads into the bathroom.

Both remain unaware as the front door opens, and you walk in with bags in hand. “God, it was crazy out there.” You huff, placing the bags on the kitchen counter. “Even though you said you didn’t want anything, I got you guys Starbucks!” You call out, picking up your drink as you notice the whiteboard out and covered in writing.

You can’t help but be intrigued by the board, and as you read over it, your heart drops. The board is about you, your pros and cons in David’s eyes.

“Y/n,” Ilya speaks up softly, emerging from the bathroom as he sees you standing there, trying to force back tears in your eyes as you remain still, gaze fixated on the board. “I can explain, we can explain.” Ilya starts, but you hold your hand up, silencing him.

“Ilya, I ordered pizza from-” David’s voice becomes closer until he’s stood metres from you and his smile drops instantly. “Shit.” He mutters. “Y/n, I, you weren’t supposed to see this.”

A light scoff leaves your lips as you step backwards, glaring to David. “Gee, I wonder why.” You retort. “You’re unbelievable David.” Your voice softens as you turn around, grabbing your bags from the counter and leave without saying another word, too afraid of your own voice and what will be said.

“Fuck!” David yells, gripping his hair in his fists as he groans loudly. “How could you do this to me, Ilya?!” David shifts the blame to Ilya who stares, utterly dumbfounded.

“I wasn’t the one who wrote the fucking list, David.” Ilya reminds David. “You gotta talk to her, man.”

“I,” David starts, but Ilya stops him.

“No, I mean right now.” Ilya states firmly, pointing to the front door. “Go, you idiot!”

Without needing to be told a third time, David jogs over to his front door, opening it and thankfully, you’re still loading your shopping back into the car as you wipe your eyes repeatedly.

“What, David? You wanna tell me about my pros and cons?” You speak up, slamming your boot shut as you near your car door.

“No, I, I wanna explain, as it wasn’t fair you saw that. It wasn’t something you should ever have seen really.” David begins to try and explain, but seeing you so upset, it causes his mind to fall apart. “Y/n, I, I know we’ve always been friends, and I’ve always cared about you- which you knew already.”

“Thought I did.” You mumble to yourself, causing your heart to ache even more.

“But I gave up the possibility of us ever being together a while ago, and then I met Taylor.” David tries to sound happy about his relationship, that it’s a good thing that he moved on. “Before I knew it I was swept up in this new relationship, and then you came back from your trip, and my feelings kinda dug themselves back up and you’re all I can think about.” He half laughs, realising how ridiculous it all sounds.

“David, don’t, please.” You tell him, now opening your car door as you lean against it, but David simply steps closer.

“Y/n, I can’t help how I feel about you, and I know you feel the same.” A nervous smile crosses his lips as you stare blankly at him. “Todd told us, and that’s kinda what caused all this. We were trying to figure a way of trying to decide if we should date, and it was so fucking dumb as I already know you, and I know you’re close enough to perfect.” David laughs light-heartedly. “And I’m so sorry I hurt you Y/n, just please, give me a chance?”

Silence falls between you both as you remain lost in thought. And then, you break it as you exhale quietly. “You’ve got Taylor, David. I can’t do that to her.” You force a small smile, ignoring the tears that fall down your cheeks. “Maybe we just weren’t to ever be.” You chuckle, forcing back pain in your voice as you climb into your car.

“Taylor broke up with me.” David blurts out, just as you’re about to close your car door.

“What?” You ask, staring up at him as he stands in front of your door.

Lowering his gaze, David tries to keep himself composed. “She broke up with me before she left. She knew something wasn’t right between us and didn’t want it to carry on and get messy.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” You can’t help but ponder over why he never spoke up, listening along with stories as you all sat together in his house and would leave to speak with her. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because all I want to do is kiss you, Y/n.” David admits. “I want to be there with you in the mornings, make breakfast or try to at least. Sing shitty songs in the car and film dumb TikTok's together. I just wanna be beside you, and finally, let myself love you after all these years.” David confesses, feeling a weight lifting off his heart as he finally looks at you, seeing you focusing back at him.

“Wow.” You breathe out, now rising to your feet as you move past your car door, closing it as you stand in front of David. “You actually love me?”

David laughs quietly. “I think I always have, weird right?”

“Super weird.” You chuckle. “But kinda cool, cause I think I’ve always loved you too.”

“Oh,” David stumbles over his thoughts, as you lift your hand up, resting it on his shoulder. “that’s pretty cool. So er, what now?” He asks.

Running your hand along his shoulder, you move your fingers across to the back of his neck. “This is usually the part where you kiss me.” You mutter, smiling shyly to him as he nods.

“I think I can do that.” He whispers before resting his arm around your waist, tugging you closer into his embrace as his lips ghost yours. “I love you.” He breathes out as his lips part.

“I love you too.” You mumble back, finally allowing yourself to open up after all these years, never thinking dreams could come true.

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dirtydobrik · 4 years

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habits - d.d.

plot: a late night voicemail from you ex-boyfriend, david, leads you both to rethink the status of your relationship

word count: 1600

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"Hey babe, uh sorry, that just slipped out. Habits, you know? Listen, I know I’m probably the last person you want to hear from, and I know you probably don't want to talk to me, and I don't know why I called," he paused, taking a deep breath as he picked at the skin around his thumb and paced around the kitchen. "That's a lie. I know why I called. I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you. And I'm still in love with you. I'll always be in love with you.”

David hung up, throwing his phone on to the couch. His mind was racing, wondering if he should text you to apologize for calling or just wait to see what you said. Pacing around the kitchen and living room wasn't helping him think, so he grabbed the keys to his Ferrari and decided to go for a drive to clear his head, leaving his phone on the couch.

He drove with no destination in mind. The empty streets of LA gave him time to think about the breakup, how he fucked up, how he broke your heart.

He gripped the leather steering wheel tightly and stepped on the gas, the engine roaring. He sped down the freeway, trying to get away from his own thoughts. He drove aimlessly, the night sky turning shades of pink and orange as the sun began to rise.

When he returned home a little after 7am, he grabbed his phone off of the couch, hopeful for a message from you. A handful of missed calls and a voicemail from you were in his notifications, along with a few texts from Natalie wondering where he had gone.

He immediately unlocked his phone, anxious to hear your voice again.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You can't just call me in the middle of the night and say you're still in love with me. Not after the way we ended things. The way you ended things," you shouted into the voicemail. David winced at how loud you were, pulling the phone away from his ear. “You’re the one who left me. You have no right to come crawling back.” Your angry voicemail continued, but David stopped listening. It was too painful for him.

He could hear how hurt you were, and he didn’t blame you. He had essentially walked right out of your life with no clear explanation as to why.

“You want to break up?" you asked, choking on your words as you held back tears.

"Babe," he whispered, reaching out for your hand but you pulled back.

"You do not get to call me that,” you spat. Your blood boiled and anger coursed through your veins.

David sighed, his eyes filling with tears. "It’s just, I don't want you to get hurt,” he stated, explaining how news outlets and people on social media would be vicious towards you.

"And this is the way to avoid it? Ending things after we’ve been dating for two years? Are you fucking kidding me? How does this keep me from getting hurt?”

"It's easier to do it before everyone finds out and we both know that’s bound to happen eventually," he said, and you winced at his word choice.

"So what? Now you're embarrassed of me? I thought you were in love with me. Isn’t that what you’ve been telling me for the last three months?" you screamed.

“I am in love with you, okay? And I’m not embarrassed of you, I just want to keep my work away from our relationship and I don’t think I can keep doing that.”

“Fuck you,” you muttered, unbelievably outraged at the situation.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, turning around and leaving you alone in your apartment: angry, hurt and confused.

David regretted that conversation and he wished he could take back all of the things he said to you that night. He didn’t want to break your heart, he just wanted to protect you. He knew it would be hard for both of you, and he thought that would be the best way to handle the situation. He needed to talk to you.

You were out for an early morning run when your music stopped playing and your phone started ringing. David’s name flashed across the screen and you debated ignoring his call but answered it anyways.

“What do you want?” you asked dryly, not in the mood to hear what he had to say after the voicemail you had gotten last night.

There was a silence on the other end, as if David wasn’t expecting you to answer the phone and hear your voice. “I just want to talk,” he finally said, after a few moments. “Can we get breakfast?”

“Are you sure you want to be seen with me?” you remarked, thinking back to the night of your breakup.

David let out a sigh, expecting the hostility from you.

“Look, you know where to find me if you want to talk,” he said, and you could hear the desperation in his voice. Before you could answer, he hung up the phone, leaving both of you wondering if you’d show up.

You finished your run and instinctively started driving towards the café where you and David would always go for breakfast. It was small place near the apartment you had lived in when you first met David. You turned into the parking lot, your fingers tapping against the steering wheel as you contemplated going inside.

The bell over the door jingled as you pulled it open and you were greeted with the smell of fresh coffee. You saw David sitting in the far corner booth, the same table the two of you always sat in. You slid into the seat across from him, avoiding eye contact.

David took a sip of his water, and you watched the waitress bring over two plates.

“How’d you know I would come?” you asked, being the first to talk after your usual breakfast order was placed in front of you and the waitress was out of earshot.

“Truth be told, I didn’t think you would,” he admitted. “But I’m glad you did.”

You took a bite of your meal. “So, talk,” you said, wanting to know what he had to say and why it was so important.

“I owe you an apology,” he started and you rolled your eyes. You weren’t interested in having a conversation if he was just going to state the obvious. “I was being selfish the night I ended things between us. I thought I was protecting you from the downside of my job, and I’m sorry.”

“That’s what you’re sorry about?” you muttered in disbelief. “I mean, we spent two years together and you broke my heart over a hypothetical situation. Not to mention the fact that this wasn’t your decision to make. But instead of having a conversation about it, you decided all on your own that I needed to be protected and that our relationship was too much of a risk.” You were on the verge of tears and wanted to scream and cry over the situation, but you took a deep breath and composed yourself.

A mix of sadness and embarrassment crossed David’s face as he tried to find the right words. “I know I screwed up. I shouldn’t have walked away from you, from us. And not a day that goes by where I don’t regret it. I mean, you were the best part of me. You had my back for two years and supported me through everything and I fucked it up. You didn’t deserve that and I’m sorry for what I put you through.”

“God, David, do you know how selfish you sound right now?” you exclaimed, clearly aggravated by him. “Do you just expect me to forgive you and forget about what happened?”

David glanced down and poked his fork into his food, not sure what to say. He knew he was being selfish for wanting you back after he was the one to walk away. He was hopeful about being forgiven and he wanted to find a way to prove to you how serious he was about making it up to you. He didn’t expect you to completely forget about that night, but he wanted you to give him another chance. “No, I don’t expect you to just forgive and forget. I broke your heart and you have every right to hate me for it. But I wasn’t lying last night when I said I’m still in love with you. I know I don’t deserve anything from you, but not a day goes by where I don’t think about you, where I don’t think about what we had, where I don’t miss you. And I was really hoping you’d give us another chance,” he rambled, fidgeting with his Cartier ring, as he awaited your response.

You took a deep breath and exhaled quietly, contemplating everything he said. You knew a part of you would always love you and you hated the way things between the two of you ended, so maybe he deserved another chance. But he also walked away from a two-year long relationship over a hypothetical situation

“One date,” you said, locking eyes with him and watching them widen with excitement. You could his smile grow and his face filled with glee. “You have one date to prove to me how serious you are about wanting to get back together.”

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missleahlin · 4 years

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Second chance?

David Dobrik’s first love

Summary: Growing up in Vernon Hills with David, Natalie and Ilya. Y/n and David become friends when Y/n and her family moved to David’s neighborhood in Vernon Hills. Growing up, the four friends David, Y/n, Natalie and Ilya are inseparable. David and Y/n are both each others first, they had plans on the future both moving to L.A together, until an unforeseen circumstances happen that Y/n moved away without any explanation. Until years later, Y/n and David’s path crossed again. When Y/n is ready to explain everything to David, she found out that David has moved on.

(hey guys! I got an idea for a series, please let me know if you are interested in reading it. This story would contain a lot of angst and heartache, but also about family and friendship).(message me if you are interested)

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pattinsonsgurl · 4 years

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It’s True - D.D. Blurb

Small blurb: I was listening to this Mexican Banda song that reminds me of my ex so I translated it to English and as I was writing it it gave me like a little bit of David Angst vibes. The part where David talks is the songs lyrics.

You’re in bed trying to fall back asleep but you’re anxious, since tomorrow’s a big day.

Your phone rings and you see David’s name flash across the screen so you answer unsure of what he might want.

David starts speaking obviously drunk,

“I want you to know

That I don’t love you

Even being drunk

I don’t remember you

You were just a fun time

Something not important

I don’t suffer your absence

It was easy to forget you

I want to yell in your face that I have someone else

And she does it better than you

I don’t need you, who told that I love you and that it’s still you who’s the owner for this heart

That’s not true, I’m not a dead man

I’m doing better without you

If you think I’m lying and I love you still

Well guess what, it’s true..”

You hear David sobbing and hiccuping on the phone uncontrollably then you hear Natalies voice trying to calm him down. She gets on the phone and says she has to go and that she’s sorry he’s calling again especially tonight. She hangs up the phone.

You sit there with the phone in your hand staring at it. You look at the time. It’s 3am and you have to be up at 6am to get ready for hair and makeup. Then you look at your left hand with your shiny engagement ring and wonder if you have cold feet.

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butdaddyiluvvhim · 4 years

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Heather D.D

Heres something I relate to closely and yes I am aware it sucks :)

I still remember, third of December, me in your sweater, you said it looked better, on me, than it did you,

'Here' David says handing you his sweater, after he noticed you shivering 'Thanks' you smile. 'You look better in my clothes.' He smiles while turning his head looking across the room.

Only if you knew, how much I liked you, but I watch your eyes, as she walks by

You dont miss they way he looks at her. Like shes the only girl in the room. Like shes the moon and you're just another star in the sky.

What a sight for, sore eyes, brighter than a, blue sky, she's got you, mesmerized, while I die

Your heart breaks a little everytime she walks into the room. She was perfect and everything you weren't. Everything David wanted.

Why would you ever kiss me?, I'm not even half, as pretty

You remember the night you and david kissed under the stars, while in a field if lilacs and daisy's. The only thing running through your head, is how amazing he smells, and how you'd never stop falling in love with him.

You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester, but you like her better, wish I were Heather

You also think back to the time you first seen her wear his sweater thoughts of how could've this happened and why it happened. You thought you two were getting somewhere.

But maybe you weren't.

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captaindodson · 4 years

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Killing Me Softly (d.d oneshot)

Warning: Angst

Word Count: 700+

Authors Note: This has been sitting in my drive for a long time so I thought I’d post it. I hope you enjoy!

I still see your face everywhere. On billboards all across Los Angeles, all over social media, your presence in such a large city is inescapable. I remember when I was at your side but also when you still loved me or did you love me at all? I walk alone along this empty sidewalk in Los Angeles kicking small stones, searching for the piece of myself that you took away from me. A cold wind blows past as I pull my jean jacket tighter into my body trying to block out the attacks of the wind and protect the warmth I still have left. I continue my journey down this empty sidewalk to the seven-elven down the street from my apartment.

“Damm, I should have brought a warmer jacket,” I mumble to myself.

I halt my movements once l hear a familiar high pitched, annoying, but adorable laugh. The wind blows my hair past my eyes as I look over to my left and see a restaurant with a patio right next to the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. I notice a large group of people sitting at a long table. A couple of brunettes, blondes, alongside a man with grey hair, sits at this long table. A man wearing all black stands tall behind those brunettes, holding up a camera with a cellphone flashlight shining brightly over the people below.

The golden rays of the setting sun do not blind me but it illuminates the man's figure along with mine on this empty sidewalk. It’s almost if time had slowed down, cars still pass by but his brown eyes meet my red-rimmed eyes for the first time in months. Memories of our eight months together flash through my mind. The lonely nights of us together, the fun we would have together with everyone at 3am, sneaking into college residences, the whole nine yards. Life with him was a fairy tale in real life. He was the prince charming I was looking for. For example, he would even buy me little nick-nacks from Chicago when I couldn’t get off work to go with him. He became so intertwined with my life, I couldn’t see life without him in it.

But, these memories are quickly shadowed by the last few months of us together. The fights caused by jealousy, the isolation from the outside world, the toxic friendships, all the negative aspects of dating someone who is in the public eye. We broke up rather quickly after things escalated and David told me something that shattered my world. He yelled that he never loved me and those were the last words I ever heard from him. I had asked Natitle to collect any stuff that was mine and I would swing by and get it at the gate. After that, no one tried to reach out to me except for Jason. He told me that if I ever needed someone to talk too he’d be nice enough lend a shoulder. I told him I appreciated it but I never called him back. It has only been a few months since we broke up and I’ve done a good job in avoiding him or anyone from the vlog squad throughout the city.

What broke me out of my trance was the light taps of rain hitting me. I closed my eyes and shook my head trying to wake myself. I open my eyes again and I notice that the man hasn’t stopped staring, his phone is at his side and the camera is now facing the ground. His friends start taking notice of his strange behavior and start turning their heads in my direction. I move into a light jog to try and escape his and everyone else's view. The rain starts getting harder and I start running faster using my black purse as an umbrella. By the time I get into the seven-eleven I’m soaking wet and panting, forgetting why I even came here. I wipe the water from my forehead with the back of my jacket sleeve as the clerk behind the counter gives me a look of sympathy. I give him a tight smile before I just stare out the windows of the seven-elven watching the rain hit the ground and wash away down the street. I start hugging my wet purse into my chest as I tell myself never again get entangled into the world of David Dobrik.

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dobrikburrito · 5 years

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caught me, d.d.

words: 2.1k

requested by anonymous

Coming home to David masterbating He moan y/n and she fucks his brains out

disclaimer: smutty smut with a spark of angst. (also i changed the request a bit to spice things up bc i was just feeling this plot)

You clicked on post.

Happy with the new photoshoot you did with your friend Jack, you felt confident. Unlike other photos you’ve posted on your Instagram, this shoot was a little more sexy. It didn’t show that much, but you were wearing some cute lingerie. The shoot was in your bedroom, in your real house, and turned out really beautiful.

Your friends knew about this photoshoot for a while now and they were all anxious to see the photos, but you haven’t shown anyone, still deciding if you were gonna post it in the first place or keep them to yourself. Not giving anyone a heads up, you posted.

Smiling to yourself, you got chills on your stomach, making a promise to not look how many likes or comments for at least two hours. You didn’t want to keep checking every five minutes and end up going insane.

You just left a meeting with your manager, which ended up 40 minutes earlier than expected. Not having much to do until you had to meet David at his house, you decided to grab some Chipotle and meet him sooner than expected. David was your closest friend, you spent time together most of the week, you were always on the vlogs and trusted each other with your deepest secrets and desires.

Took less than 20 minutes for you to arrive. Parking out front, you loved how silent your own Tesla was, a gift from David himself, one of the best moments of your life. You checked the open garage, not seeing Natalie’s car. You helped yourself inside, holding your handbag and the food. The first thing you saw was David on the couch, wearing a black hoodie from his merch. You smiled to yourself, finding this the greatest opportunity to scare him, since he’s probably concentrated on editing his next vlog. You slowly put down your bag and the food, trying your best not to make any sound, took your shoes off and tippy toed towards the couch.

As you were getting closer, you heard some panting.

“Oh God, fuck… You’re so hot, baby. I want to fuck you so hard, yeah, suck my dick, just like that.” David was whispering to himself, his eyes semi-open, looking at a picture on his phone. “Mm… Fuck, I want you to sit on my face, I bet you taste so good baby. Oh, shit, yeah just like that, suck it all.”

Once you realize what David was saying, you froze in your place. Oh my god. You were near the couch but he couldn’t really see you. Curiosity got the best of you and you wanted to see who was the picture on his phone, inspiring him to jerk off so intensely.

Then you recognized it. The photo. It was you. That was your sexy photoshoot that you just posted 20 minutes ago. David was jerking off thinking about you.

“Holy shit.” The words escaped your mouth before you could stop yourself.

You saw everything in slow motion. David immediately turned, he saw you, screamed, got up and his phone slipped and fell to the ground. He fixed his pants and tried to find his phone, while screaming at you.

“(Y/N), WHAT THE FUCK?” David could barely look at you. You stood there, shocked. “When did you get here? Why didn’t you say anything? Do you want to fucking scare me to death? Wait… Is it 11:30 yet?” David looked around to a clock on the wall. “It’s 11 am! What are you doing here this early?”

David kept yelling and panting, finally finding his phone and closing Instagram. He took one look at you and looked away, too embarrassed to even continue the conversation.

“Please, just… fucking leave okay? We’ll talk later. I just need… I need… Argh, I don’t even know.” David started to make his way to his bedroom.

Something triggered you and you made your way towards David, managing to position yourself on his way to the room. “David, stop! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have sneaked in like that, I was trying to scare you like you scare me all the time.”

David didn’t even look at you, he just stared at the ground.

“David, please! It’s not a big deal.” David closed his eyes and sighed, furious. “No, c'mon, don’t be like that.”

Before David could do anything, you hugged him. He froze.

“Come on, we’ve shared so many things, including stories about our sex life” You tried to reason with him, but soon realized that hugging him wasn’t your greatest idea. Not only could you feel the massive hard bulge on his pants, the proximity made your leg hump on it slightly.

David took one slow deep breath. “You’re not exactly helping me right now, (Y/N). Can you please just leave?”

You were clearly upset that you caused this and even managed to make it worse. You stopped hugging him, distancing yourself slightly, only to look at his face. He still wouldn’t look back at you.

Your heart was beating faster, but your body took control over your actions. Your hand slid from his stomach down to his pelvis, where you managed to get your hand inside his pants and feel his length. That made him instantly look up to you, but you didn’t say a word. Your eyes just automatically looked at his lips as you started stroking him. David took a deep breath and his breath came out shaky, since you put pressure in your stroke and he was already so sensitive.

With your other hand, you touched his face and kissed him softly. Then you looked at him, to see his reaction. Trying to read you, David bit his bottom lip and brought you closer to a deeper kiss, sliding his tongue on yours. Your movements started getting faster, but you had a better idea. Stopping the kiss and letting go of his dick, you earned a very confused expression from David, which turned into shock and then admiration when you got down on your knees to take off his pants and take him into your mouth.

David had to support himself by holding onto the wall beside him. You tried to take him all in, but went as far as your gag would let. You started stroking him as well, pressing your lips on his skin and sucking him fast.

“Holy fucking… Oh God,” David pressed his eyes shut, his hand went straight to your hair and pressed your strands, motivating you.

The expressions and moans coming out of him were triggering a side of you that you hadn’t noticed existed in the first place. The taste of him, the way he reacted to a little more pressure on the tip. You were loving every second of it. Taking him out of your mouth for a second, you looked up at him, while licking his tip.

“Hey Dave…” You called him, with a sexy voice. David forced himself to look down on you, still holding your hair. “Wanna fuck my mouth?”

David almost came right that second. He took a deep breath and held tight to your hair, swallowing his saliva, trying to hold on a little longer. “Y-yeah.” You absolutely loved how helpless and defeated he looked.

You opened your mouth to him, looking up without one blink. David started slowly, moving his hips to fuck your mouth. The feeling of it along with the view gave him hardcore chills all over his body. The rhythm started getting faster and faster, your hair now in a messy ponytail in his hands. He was focused, his breathing erratic, biting his own bottom lip. You moan a little bit, loving all that.

“Fuck, I’m gonna…” David barely got through the three words and he was cumming in your mouth, while still thrusting in and out.

Letting him take his time while recovering from that, soon he looked down on you and took his dick out of your mouth completely, quickly fixing his pants. Taking your hand in his, David had a look in his eyes that you never saw before. Dangerous, even. At once, he turned your body against his, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling your pants and underwear down. Quickly positioning you against the wall, pulling your ass back, now David was on his knees.

“My turn,” His deep voice echoed at the hallway.

“Oh shit,” Those were the only words that you could express before you felt David eating you from behind. Your ass cheeks were on his hands, which he made sure to grab and spank, while his tongue found your entrance and you made you moan.

His right hand found your clit, which he started to stimulate with fast movements. The combination was driving you wild, fast. You held yourself to the wall, your eyes rolling back every time you felt his tongue touching your folds. You thought you knew David pretty well, considering you both share everything, including sex fantasies and experiences. Although you knew he could get around with pleasuring a girl, this was a whole other level. He made sure to put the right pressure on each spot, making you crumble into his mouth.

Your climax was starting to build up to a place where you knew you’d cum and David felt that too, which made him stop immediately and rise up. The whole unexpected situation was turning him on majorly. He was hard again from eating you out. You whined when he stopped, but when he pressed his body against yours, his lips on your ear, you knew.

“I want you to fuck me hard David,” You said, quoting himself from earlier.

Not much else was needed before David took himself out of his pants and positioned by your entrance. Both of you were ecstatic, blind by desire. Slowly thrusting into you, didn’t take him long before he was moving faster and deeper, holding you tight against his body. You could feed your insides aching for him, as you moaned his name. Your left hand found his hair, which you pressed your fingers on. The thrusts were getting more intense and since you were sensitive from before, didn’t take him long to make you cum.

“Fuck,” You whispered to yourself as he held you tighter.

Both of you heard Natalie’s car parking outside the door. David kept going faster, completely aware his assistant was about to walk in on you and him fucking in the living room. From the entrance door, no one could see us, but Natalie was about to come inside the house. David came inside you, moaning breathlessly into your ear. You gave him a second to recover, hearing the glass door opening.

“David?” Natalie called out loudly, distracted by her phone.

You and David never fixed your clothes faster in your lives. You jumped into the couch, picking up your phone and fakely scrolling through Instagram. David went for his bedroom, as a fake attempt to say he’s been there all this time. “Hey Nat,” You looked back, fixing your hair before she looked back at you.

“Oh hey (Y/N)! I totally forgot you were coming here!” She smiled at you, clueless. “Where’s David?” Nat looked around.

“Uh…” You looked around too. “I think…”

“Bathroom.” David said, closing the door to his bedroom and walking towards the living room. “Did you get the dry cleaning?”

You were stunned by how David was fully acting on this, not a hint in his face of what you just did.

“Yeah, she said the tux will be ready by friday though,” Natalie put her bag on top of the pool table, with some of David’s clothes. “Is that Chipotle by the door?”

You completely forgot. “Oh shit, yeah, I got it for the three of us.” You quickly got up and walked over to pick it up. “I got you a bowl, Nat, I hope that’s okay. We might need to heat it up a bit.”

“Yeah, that’s great! Thanks (Y/N). You saved me, because I totally forgot to order anything,” Natalie laughed, but took a good look at you and then David, now sitting on the lovesac. “Is everything okay? You’re both acting kinda weird.”

“David’s just moody because he wanted to nap and I arrived a little early.” I made up some excuse, which by Natalie’s face, was completely believable. You started taking the food out of the bag and putting it by the kitchen counter.

“You don’t wanna mess with that,” Natalie joked. “Hold on, let me just put my clothes in my room and I’ll join you.”

David was walking towards the kitchen when Natalie left, making his way to you, pulling you closer by the waist. You bit your lower lip as he kissed you on the cheek, then whispering in your ear. “You can walk in on me any time you want, now.”

You couldn’t help but laugh when you looked at him, his face completely red and flustered, as yours probably was too.

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munsonstyles · 5 years

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i’m not that scared of spiders, but i really miss you. || david dobrik

based off of this prompt: you keep calling me over to get rid of spiders from your apartment and i’m pretending i don’t know you’re not afraid of them at all because i miss you too

warnings: angst !!!! spiders !!!!!

a/n: it’s two am and i saw this prompt and had to write it !!! i also tried writing in a semi-different perspective so let me know if u like it !! any feedback is appreciated & if u wanna talk about it, my ask is always open !!! love u al so much

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y/n wasn’t crazy - she swears. it’s just every single time she sees a spider in her apartment, she calls her ex-boyfriend. (okay, maybe she sounds a little crazy.)

realistically, she’s not that terrified of spiders. but anytime she saw a spider before, david always killed it for her, so it’s hard to get used to killing them on her own now.

she and david ended things three months prior. it didn’t end in anger or bitterness, instead, it just slowly fizzled out. he had always been busy with his vlogs, but that was something she knew before entering the relationship with him. the problems began when he decided on posting only two vlogs a week, which allowed him more time to do interviews and press things.

she was absolutely ecstatic for him - he was finally able to get his foot into the television world, which would hopefully lead to him landing his own talk show one day. but the more interviews he did, the less time was devoted to their relationship.

y/n spent many nights shedding a few tears over the phone with her best friend, conflicted on what to do.

it all came to an end on the day he rushed back to his house, a huge grin taking up his face. he eagerly shared the amazing opportunity of judging a new Nickelodeon show.

she grinned back at him as he shared the news, and she wrapped him up in a warm hug. she was so incredibly happy for him, but deep down she knew that he was going to feel even more guilty than he already did for leaving her alone so much.

so that night, a bottle of wine being shared between the two of them, she ended things. between shed tears and pleads of staying, she kissed david one last time before gathering her stuff and walking out the door.

fast forwarding back to now, she still loved the messy-haired boy and always watched his success from afar.

they ran into each other quite often because of their same friend groups and each time stung her heart (and his) a little more.

so she really wasn’t a hundred percent sure as to why she was actually calling his cellphone at two in the morning, when she knows that one, he’s probably not even awake still and two, she was the one that broke up with him, so it’s really not fair for her to be calling.

lost in the middle of her inner turmoil, she was startled at the sound of his gruff voice filtering through her phone.

“y/n?”

she bit her bottom lip nervously, sniffling quietly.

“y/n, everything okay?” he questioned at the sound of her sniffle, a worrisome tone threaded throughout.

she chuckled quietly (and nervously), coughing quietly to clear the gruff that was threatening to break through her voice. “ah, yes - ‘m fine, really. jus’ got a bit of allergies going on... ya know how i can get.”

she cringed at herself for making such a passive comment, an eye still on the spider that had halted its climbing up her wall. once again, he broke up her thoughts as he spoke again.

“well, that’s good. i mean - like not the allergy part, but like the -“ he cut himself off with a quiet groan, “well, you know what i mean.”

she hummed her agreement, once again scolding herself for dialing his number, because this was the most awkward the pair had ever been together.

“what’s going on then, bub?” the endearment slipped past his lips and he bit on his finger in frustration at himself and anticipation of her reply.

choosing to ignore it, although her stomach filled with unsolicited butterflies at the name, she huffed.

“fuck, david. this is so - so, dumb. but there’s a spider on my wall and i don’t want to kill it.”

surprised, he huffed out a laugh and a breath of relief that it wasn’t something too crazy or important.

she began to get nervous because he wasn’t replying, so she continued to speak.

“i know, i know. it’s fucking stupid. just - forget i ever called. what was i thinking anyways? it’s three in the fucking morn- god. i’m sorry, i’m just gonna -“

“wait, y/n. stop it - please, stop for a second. i’m on my way.”

and that’s how it began between the two of them. every couple of weeks or so, y/n would find a spider - whether it be in her apartment, or even on the balcony, and she would call david to come and kill it for her.

it became almost a routine: she would call, david would head over, kill the spider, they would share awkward conversation for a few minutes before he would leave to go to his next meeting, or film a bit for the vlog, or head to his next interview, just whatever he was getting up to at the time.

she found comfort in this routine. she felt as if she was still giving david the space she claimed he needed, but she was able to satisfy her need of seeing him by asking him to come over to kill another spider, but she somehow desperately missed the boy even then.

what she didn’t know, was that it was killing david to see her so often but still not being able to be as close to her as he so badly desired. he was trying to be thankful that he had even seen her since the split and he didn’t understand how he could still miss someone even then, but he really fucking did.

it had been five months since the split, to the day. y/n was distracted and upset the whole time she was at work. it was a friday, she was exhausted from the week, and she really wanted to go home, get wine drunk and cry over missing her ex-boyfriend who was probably out at a party anyways.

so, that’s exactly what she did.

a few hours later, it was nearing eleven o’clock and she was way past the point of being “just tipsy”, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise that she was dialing david’s number and pressing the phone to her ear.

“y/n,” he cleared his throat and she could faintly hear the sounds of shuffling in the background as he positioned himself in a different spot, “got ‘nother spider for me to kill?”

he chuckled softly, attempting to make a joke out of the screwed up situation.

she nodded her head yes, in her drunkenness, momentarily forgetting that he wasn’t right next to her. she giggled at herself before speaking.

“yes - yes s’definitley a sp - s’definitley a spider on my wall, dave.”

his ears perked up at the nickname that she only gave him during their relationship, and he knew something was up. “y/n, are you drunk?”

she let out a “whoop”, throwing her spare hand into the air and giggling, “ding, ding, ding! we ‘ave a winner ev’ryone!!”

he couldn’t help but smile at her drunken antics as he got up from his bed to collect his car keys and let natalie know where he was headed.

natalie leveled him with an unimpressed stare, “again?” she really did like y/n, but seeing the emotional toll that the phone calls took on her best friend, were really starting to irritate her.

david nodded at her, shrugging his shoulders. “yes, she’s um-“ he mouthed his next words, “drunk.”

natalie nodded her head in understanding, her heart lurching sympathetically for y/n.

“was that natalie?!” y/n exclaimed, then squealing at david’s hum in approval. “oh, i miss natalie.” she paused, mulling over her next words.

“i actually miss ev’ryone, ya know dave? and i miss your house, ‘nd the cloud couch. oh! ‘n the view”

he bit his bottom lip, staying quiet as he began to drive in the direction of her apartment. he was silently hoping she would say she missed him too.

his wish was granted a few seconds later, when her quiet voice spoke through the speakers of his phone.

“‘n i - i miss you too, ya know? jus’ - jus’ miss ya a lot.”

he sighs quietly, squeezing his eyes shut in an attempt to hold back his tears. “i miss you too, y/n. so much.” he whispered.

met with the sounds of her soft snoring, he tried to ignore the ache in his heart as he continued the short drive.

reaching her aparment, he let himself in with the spare key that she never asked back for.

he was met with the sight of y/n sitting on the floor in front of her couch, a bottle of wine grasped in her hand, and her head resting against the soft cushion.

he signed forlornly, walking quietly over to her sleeping body and gently taking the bottle from her grip. he kneeled down next to her, pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

“hey, y/n,” he whispered. “‘s time to go to bed, bubby. c’mon, wake up.” he gently pushed at her shoulder causing her to stir and her eyes to open slowly.

“wha - david?” she questioned once her vision came to her, “‘m drunk.” she then stated bluntly.

he let out a quiet laugh, nodding at her. “i’m fully aware of that, yes.”

she groaned, throwing her head back against her couch. “don’t laugh at me right now, please.”

he nodded once again at her, this time only a faint, fond smile tracing his lips. “okay, y/n. we gotta get you to bed, so i’m gonna pick you up and take ya, sound good, bub?”

she could only nod her head slightly without feeling the dizziness from the alcohol, so instead, she opted for throwing her arms in the air in a silent plead for him to go ahead and pick her up.

once he had her in his arms and was on his way back to her bedroom, she quietly spoke.

“like when you call me bubby. m’kes me think we’re still together.”

setting her down on the her plush bed, he pealed back the covers so she could slip under them, and then promptly pulling them back over her body once she did.

“wish we were still together,” he mumbled thoughtfully, petting his hand down the side of her face gently.

“m’too.” she closed her eyes, settling further into her pillows.

he couldn’t bear the sting of her words and the not knowing of whether they were sincere or just her drunkended state of mind, so he pulled himself off her bed, ready to go back to his bed and maybe shed a few tears of his own.

he stopped abruptly when he felt the coolness of her small hand wrap around his wrist, “no-“ she mumbled, opening her eyes back up at him, “no, st- stay here please.”

raising his eyebrows, he shook his head a little too quickly, “no, i can’t. you won’t want that in the morning, y/n.” he answered sadly, beginning to gently pry her fingers off from around his wrist.

“will” she promises, “i will. i want you here. ‘s just took my drunk self to fin’lly say it.” she chuckles at herself, grasping his wrist once again and pulling down slightly. “please. don’t sleep well without you ‘nyways.”

and how was he supposed to argue with that? so he huffed his argreement and pulled her covers back again, but this time, to fit himself in her bed.

he stuck to his side of the bed, worried about making her uncomfortable with even the slightest touch. she glanced at him quizzically, before pulling him closer and snuggling against his chest.

“see ya in morning, dave” she mumbled against him, falling asleep shortly after.

he sat with his own thoughts for a moment, before wrapping an arm around her body, and slowly falling to sleep himself.

they were both awakened to the sound of david’s phone going off.

“fuck.” he mumbled, reaching down off the side of the bed to retrieve it. “‘lo?” he spoke once he had found it.

he had momentarily forgotten where he actually was until natalie’s voice pierced through the speaker, “i’m gonna take a wild guess and just hope you’re not dead or in jail, and say that you’re with y/n?”

he stiffened at the mention of her name, glancing down and noticing her relaxed posture as she was still plastered against his side with her head resting on his chest.

“ye- yeah. ‘m about to leave though, i think. i don’t think she wants me -“ he stopped his sentence, feeling her stir next to him, and he glanced back down to realize that she was now starting up at him, shaking her head.

“stay, please” she whispered, biting her lip softly.

“actually, nat - i’m gonna stay for a little.” he said, a slow grin starting to spread across his face as he noticed the same grin spreading across hers.

he hung up the phone after a few more seconds, placing it on the nightstand next to her bed.

“thank you,” she mumbled, “i mean i know it’s not fair of me to ask but -“

he cut her off with a gentle shake of his head, his next words tumbling out before he had a chance to stop them, “do you really miss me?”

“every fucking day,” she doesn’t even hesitate, “why do you think i called you about the god damn spiders?! i’m not even scared of them! i just wanted an excuse to see you because i missed you so much.” she giggled, exasperated at herself for being such a crazy person.

“well, i didn’t want to get my hopes up for nothing, so i just pretended like i didn’t know you weren’t actually scared of them, because i just wanted to see you too because i missed you so much.” he laughed along with her, shaking his head at the both of them.

“we really are stupid, aren’t we?” she sighed, running her fingers over his jaw, feeling the slight stubble there.

“the stupidest,” he agrees, taking her hand into his own, “please don’t ever break up with me again, bub. i really fucking love ya, and i don’t want to be without you. next time, just talk it through with me. you’re always my number one priority.” he speaks seriously, causing butterflies to rise in her stomach.

she nods, “i’m sorry, you’re right. i love you too - never stopped, actually.”

he grinned, bringing her hand up to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to the top of it, “never stopped and never will, i promise, y/n.”

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feelthepainofdodick · 4 years

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The Man You Once Loved-(D.D Imagine)

Request! Okay, I saw someone tweet on Twitter that moment when you make eye contact with your ex, David and in that moment all the memories you’ve shared between each other come flooding back... can you maybe expand and write an imagine based on something like that? 💘

Notes: Hi! I know its been a while but I was looking at my requests and got inspired? Hope you enjoy! I may be a little rough since its been so long so read with caution lol. Much love, Julie.

Word Count: 489

It had been a year. A year you and David decided to break things off. Or more accurately when he decided to break things off. When it all happened you were scared you were losing the love of your life. You nearly begged him to keep loving you like you thought he had for all those years, but your efforts did not work and you left. You distanced yourself from the friends you made in the vlog squad. You didn’t keep up with the vlogs, or tried not to. You cultivated new friendships within the year. You progressed on your career. The year had done you well. Sometimes you still missed him but it wasn’t as difficult as it once was.

One day you were walking down Hollywood Boulevard. Your family had come in town and wanted to go to the tourist-y spots. They had to drag you there with them because you hated the touristy parts of California. You were talking and hanging out with your family when you heard a familiar voice. You instantly knew what that voice was.

The high pitched sounds and the fake Spanish accent. It was Jason pretending to be Carmelita. Before you could fully process what was going on you were already nearing view of Jason making a scene in the middle of Hollywood Boulevard and your ex boyfriend filming it all. You try to get yourself and your family across the mess as quickly as possible to avoid seeing David. Just as you’re making it through the crowd, you couldn’t help yourself but to take one last look at the man you once loved.

To your surprise, he was staring at you walk away. Your eyes met. Every memory you ever had with him came flooding back. The love filled in each and every one of them. The times you would wrap yourself up in blankets and cuddle in the living room watching a rom com movie. The nights filled with fun and laughter with your boyfriend and the rest of the vlog squad at a random exciting Hollywood party. The time he surprised you with a trip to Hawaii and you spent three full days just falling more and more in love with each other. You also remembered the last time you kissed. The love you put into it and the love you thought he was putting back. Then you remembered that the next day he told you that he didn’t love you anymore. You remembered the nights spent crying in your bed. The isolation and loneliness with losing the man you loved. Your heart broken and trying to find a life without him where you could mend your heart back together. Then, you remembered that you had done that and so much more.

You then broke your gaze with the man you once loved. You turned back around to your family, head high, and continued walking down Hollywood Boulevard.

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isthisthingeven0n · 3 years

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your favourite girl : d.d

brief summary: as well as being one of davids friends, you’re also his fwb. but as time passes by, you can’t help but allow your feelings for him to develop, even if they’ll never be reciprocated. (1.9k)

requested: yes by the sweetest anon, i needed the angst so thank you love! warnings: none that i’m aware of

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“So, David’s gone for the night then?” Your roommate, Gee, stands in your doorway as you exit your bathroom after cleaning yourself up and changing into fresh PJs.

“Yeah,” You breathe out as you tug on your duvet, seeing the indent from where he was less than an hour ago, by your side. “sorry, did I wake you?” You ask, turning your attention back to her as a frown etches heavily in her eyes.

“Y/n,” Gee starts, stepping across the threshold into your bedroom and hovers beside you. “how much longer can you kid yourself with this?” She sighs as you collapse down onto your bed with a heavy heart.

“It’s fine, really.” You lie. “We made this arrangement ages ago, and it works for us.” Another lie, it might work for him, but you couldn’t deny the attachment that was forming in your heart for his.

“Remember who you’re talking to here,” Gee chuckles as she sits down on your bed and you lean against her, resting your head on her shoulder. “just don’t let yourself get hurt, okay? Promise me that at least.”

Gee holds her hand up, sticking her pinky finger out as you loop yours around hers. “I promise.” You mutter, hoping this was a promise you could keep to.

“And boom, there she was on the ground cradling her knee!” David laughs, looking through the footage on his laptop whilst Jason and Natalie sit either side of him, you across the room with Ilya.

“It wasn’t my fault, you should’ve warned me you had decided to prank Ilya.” You roll your eyes, catching David’s bright smile briefly directed your way. “Honestly that’s the last time I try and offer my services, David.”

“Come on, Y/n, you love me really.” David jokes, unaware of how heavy those words dig into your heart.

Silence falls for a second as David’s words linger and everyone's attention falls to you. You force a soft laugh from your lips, which seems to please David as he carries on editing, but Natalie remains unconvinced as she keeps an eye on you whilst you scroll through Instagram.

“You wish, Dobrik.” You retort, glancing up from your phone to see him looking back at you with a goofy grin, one reserved for these situations only.

After a while, Ilya shuffles on the other end of the sofa, kicking his feet out and jabs your side unintentionally. “Ow.” You mumble, catching Ilya off guard as he sits upright, rubbing his eyes.

“Shit, did I hit you?” Sleep remains heavy in Ilya’s voice as he reaches out, resting his hand on your arm.

“It’s okay, Ilya, just my side.” You smile, rubbing your side, unaware of the daggers from David being sent in Ilya’s direction.

“Sorry, I’m a wriggler when I sleep.” He winks, and you laugh lightly.

“I’ve had worse, trust me.” You joke with him, nudging his arm away as he lies back down whilst you return to your phone, catching sight of the time. “Oh god, I gotta go.” You quickly rise to your feet, David now averting his focus to you.

“Where you going?” David asks, his eyes refusing to leave you as you gather your things.

“An appointment, but I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” You wave to the others, but David stands up and follows you to the front door.

Holding it open for you, David hovers in the doorway as you take your car keys from your bag. “Wanna come over tonight?” He asks, licking his lips.

“Erm, I can’t tonight, maybe tomorrow?” You suggest instead, and David simply nods.

“Okay,” He comments. “good luck with your appointment.” He waves you off as you get into your car and as you go to reverse out, Taylor appears by the gates.

You wait for Taylor to pass you by with her bright smile as she almost skips over to David.

He always looks so happy to see her as he brings her into a tight hug, forgetting anyone else exists. Taylor walks into the house, and David doesn’t even spare you a glance as he closes the front door, slamming it shut.

“Y/n, that you?” Gee calls out as you close the front door.

“Who else would it be? A polite burglar?” You joke back as you kick your shoes off, walking past her room toward your own, but before you reach your bedroom door, you feel a tug on your arm.

Without a moment to react, Gee pulls you into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. “Okay, hi, sorry,” Gee mutters, a wild look of panic in her eyes as she begins to pace around the same ten steps.

“Gee can you stop moving, you’re making me feel motion sick.” You step forward, taking hold of her arms so she finally stands still and faces you. “What on earth is going on?”

“Well, someone knocked earlier and I thought you just forgot your key again, and I answered it and now David is sat in your room waiting for you to come home.” Gee quickly rambles, exhaling deeply as she finishes. “Please don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad.” You tell her as hundreds of thoughts rush through your mind. “I just, I told him tonights not good for me, god, why can’t he get the message.” You groan, wishing you could slam your head against the door in peace without stirring David across the hall.

“What happened earlier today?” Gee asks, now crossing her arms as you sigh under your breath. “Because clearly, something did, based on how both of you are acting.”

You quirk a brow at her remark, how was David acting?

“Nothing really, I just told him tonights not good, and I had an appointment this afternoon.” You explain, and Gee chuckles under her breath.

“Maybe he thought you had an ‘appointment’ if you know what I mean.” She nudges you.

“What? No way.” You scoff. “If I met someone else I’d tell him.” You state, knowing you value his friendship above all else, even if he seems to forget that sometimes.

“Well, you can’t leave him waiting forever in there I’m afraid.” Gee reminds you as she stands aside, allowing you to reach for the doorknob.

“What do I say, Gee?” Your voice softens as you look up to her, pleading for some advice.

Lifting her hand up, Gee sticks out her pinky finger. “You made a promise to me last week, don’t let yourself get hurt.”

“I did, didn’t I?” You sigh, lifting your pinky up and looping it around hers. “Okay, I can do this.”

Opening the door, you close it behind you and take a brief moment as you stand in front of your own door, wondering what will happen the next time you exit it.

Pushing back your worries, you open your door and David rises to his feet, rubbing his hands across his jeans.

“Hey,” He speaks up. “how, how was your appointment?” His voice is soft, almost caring as you quietly sigh, removing your jacket and throwing it on your chair.

“Yeah, it was fine.” You brush it off. “Why are you here, David?” You don’t want to waste any time, and clearly, he’s taken aback by your question as his eyes widen for a second as he composes himself.

“Well, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. Seemed a little off when you left earlier.” He shrugs it off uncertainly.

“It’s nothing really. But I told you I was busy tonight, so why are you here?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest as you catch David’s eyes darting to the bed for a fraction of a second. “Course, that’s why.” You scoff. “Well, I hate to say you’ve had a wasted journey, Dave. I’m not in the mood.” You move forward, opening your bedroom door, but David remains still, frozen on the spot.

“That’s not why I’m here, Y/n.” David comments. “Do you really think that’s all I wanna see you for?” He almost sounds hurt as you lower your gaze to your carpet. “You’re my friend Y/n, before all of this,” Stepping forward, David rests his hand on your forearm and pulls you away from your door and over to your bed. “and I just wanna hang out with you, like old times.”

Looking up, you see his classic smile, the one you’ve genuinely missed that causes butterflies to flutter in your stomach and bees to swarm your mind.

“So, you wanna watch a movie with me?” You suggest, and David nods, taking his usual spot beside you on your bed whilst you search through Netflix.

As you pick a movie to watch, David’s phone pings and he picks it up, smiling down at it. You can’t help but sneak a glance, and the bees swarming your mind become reckless as the butterflies begin to fall into the pit at the bottom of your stomach; it’s Taylor.

“Sorry,” David mutters, unable to wipe the smile from his face as he glances up to you.

“I get it, don’t worry.” You whisper as you curl up under a blanket whilst David remains on top of it as you watch the movie together.

Slowly but surely, David begins to nod off, his head dipping away from yours.

You watch as he turns his back to you, lying on his side as the credits play and you’re left alone once more. “Goodnight, David.” You mutter, hearing a mumble from him in response as you lean over and kiss his cheek, brushing his hair out of his face.

Turning your TV off, you creep out from your bed, leaving David fast asleep as you tiptoe over to Gee’s room.

“Y/n?” Gee whispers as you open her bedroom door, thankful she’s still awake as you rush over to her, unable to stop the tears falling from your eyes. “Oh, Y/n.” She sighs, holding you close in her arms as you sob into her chest.

“I just wish I could be his favourite girl, Gee.” You manage to say through hiccups as you lift your head up and Gee wipes your eyes, a sad smile on her face. “But I made a promise,” You remind yourself. “and it’s about time I stuck to it.”

“You’ll be okay, Y/n.” Gee tells you, knowing it’s true. “Just gotta let your heart heal.” You can feel the pit at the bottom of your stomach starting to close up once again, no longer dragging your heart toward it.

“Yeah,” You breathe out. “thanks Gee.”

As you rise to your feet, you look over your shoulder to Gee’s doorway, swearing you heard a floorboard creak. But as you walk out from her room, nothing is out of place, and your door is as you left it.

Creeping back into your room, you close your door behind you, unaware that David is wide awake with a thousand thoughts rushing through his mind.

“Hey, Y/n?” David whispers as you tug on your duvet, curling up into it.

“Sorry, did I wake you up?” You ask softly, thankful for the darkness disguising your puffy complexion.

David shuffles to turn and face you, his hand hesitantly rises and he rests it on your cheek, stroking away stray tears. “It’s okay,” He chuckles. “I just want you to know something, okay?”

“Okay,” You whisper, almost seeing his eyes searching for yours as he shuffles closer, his breath now on your lips.

“You’ll always be my favourite girl, Y/n. Always have been, always will be.”

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unabashegirl · 4 years

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Could you do one where reader and David grew up together and are now together and there doing a mukbang with Josh and he asks them questions??

MUKBANG

Author’s note: I can! Sorry, it took so long! I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think!

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“Holy shit. This is a shit ton of food” David chuckles as he moves toward the table where Josh has begun setting out the different dishes that he had picked up. Josh had arrived only ten minutes ago. David was just ending a conference call about an upcoming show when he strolled in with the numerous, brown paper bags from Chick-Fil-A.

“I just couldn’t hold myself back. This video will be legendary” People have been begging for this particular video since Josh’s first upload and the time was just right. Everything had fallen into place with the announcement of the couple’s engagement.

“It smells ready good,” He glances at the different boxes as he settles on one of the stools. “Did you get any drinks?”.

“I did. I got us milkshakes and a soda. You know — just in case” Josh shrugs as he throws the bag on the floor beside the table. “Now— where is your queen?” David chuckles as he looks down at his phone.

“She should be about to —” Her sudden appearance interrupts his words. They watch Y/N make an entrance from the viewfinder. She takes her sunglasses off her head, tosses them in the purse, and plops her purse on the bench by the entrance of the house.

“Hi, guys! I am sorry I am late” She bends down to slip out of her high heels.

“There she is! Please look at her! How do you manage to look so majestic every day?” Josh compliments her, turning his head to get a full view of her attire. She wears a white suit, with an oversized jacket and a grey spaghetti strap crop top under. At a simple glance, she doesn’t look like the fiance of famous Youtuber star — David Dobrik. She looks sharp, professional, elegant. The type of woman that only dates billionaires and travels to Paris on the weekends just to shop.

As David gawks at Y/N through the viewfinder, he thanks the universe for putting her on his path. After three years, she still manages to knock the air out of him with a simple look. He even gets butterflies in his stomach to this day and he hopes it never changes.

“It’s my job” Y/N works in the high fashion industry, rubbing elbows with fashion icons like Olivier Rousteing, Virgil Abloh, Donatella, and many more. “Do I have time to change?” She wraps her arms around Josh and gives him a warm squeeze.

“Why? You look great!” Josh argues as he hugs her back while facing the camera.

“White suits and greasy food don’t mix” Y/N explains as she bends over and kisses David’s cheek. “Hi, babe” David clasps her hands as they slip down his shoulders and onto his upper chest. He turns around on his chair to face her, wanting to get a good look of her.

“How was your day?” He asks after he has pulled her down to a quick kiss. His thumbs gently stroke the front of her hands. His fingers run across the oval diamond-cut engagement ring that he has given her recently. A smile grows on his face as memories from that night swamp his mind.

“Busy. Let me go change. I won’t take long” She reassures the boys before ripping herself away from David and running back to change into a comfier outfit.

“How does it feel to be engaged?” David and Y/N had announced it to the public only a few days ago. Their social media platforms had exploded with speculation, opinions, and excitement. People had already started making assumptions about the date and the location of the wedding.

“It’s nice. It’s exciting. Well, you know” Josh nods as he remembers when he had just popped the question to Paige. Before Josh can add anything else to the conversation, Y/N quietly walks back into the living room, wearing a sweater that David can recognize as his and some biker shorts.

“The future Mrs. Dobrik, guys” Y/N’s cheeks flush as she jokingly bows and Josh claps loudly. She takes the vacant seat between the two men.

“Chick- Fil- A” She gasps at the sight of the mouth-watering food. “Great choice, Josh” Y/N says so, gently patting his shoulder.

“A little birdy told me it is your favorite” Josh winks at David as he starts opening the little boxes. “Now—I have a bunch of questions for you two while we eat this meal”

“Okay,” David nods as he doesn’t waste any time in digging in.

“You guys met back in high school right? Tell us about that” Y/N is in the middle of dipping her first nugget into a sauce whilst David has already taken three bites out his sandwich. “Y/N, I got you a vanilla milkshake”

“Thank you” She beams, reaching out for the cup.

“Y/N hated me in high school” David blurts seconds later.

“Babe!” She gasps, playfully slapping his chest. “That is not true and you know that!” David laughs lightly, his hand casually slipping under the table, giving her thigh a gentle squeeze.

“We met during our junior year of high school. Natalie introduced her to us” Y/N spent her days studying and taking part in extracurricular activities that mattered. Meanwhile, David spent his time fooling around with his friends.

“Oh, so Natalie was sort of your matchmaker?”

“Yeah. She wouldn’t have spoken to me otherwise” Y/N pouts at David, “and I don’t mean it in a bad way” He rectifies, “She was just really focused on her school work. She was way more mature than I was. Although I had a huge crush on her”

“That’s sweet” Y/N pecks his cheek making his face flareup. “We grew close, up until senior year when I went off to college”

“I moved here and we sadly drifted apart” David even asked Y/N to move to California with him, and for a second she had considered it. That was until her parents found out about her plans and threaten to stop talking to her if she didn’t attend college.

“At least everything worked out at the end. David, when did you know that Y/N was the one?” David wipes the corners of his mouth, finishing to chew down his food, taking the time to answer.

“This is going to sound corny, but for me, it was when we ran into reach other after so long” David had traveled to New York for work and had run into Y/N. She had just started working and was fresh out of college.

“That makes sense. It was kind of a meant to be sorta thing” David nods along as he steals Y/N’s milkshake. “How about you Y/N?” Josh settles down his phone on the table after scrolling through his last Youtube video where people had asked questions for them.

“We had started calling and texting each other almost every day. I got sick while I was in New York. I just felt like there was something seriously wrong with my health and I had no one around. I called him that night and told him I was considering going to the hospital. He took the next flight out and took care of me” She would never forget the feeling of relief and instant comfort he brought her the moment he turned up on her doorstep. She ended up having pneumonia and was confined to her apartment for almost three weeks. Having David around made it much more bearable.

“Why haven’t we heard this story before?” Josh questions, he had known about them casually running into one another in New York, but never about this. “it’s so romantic” he giggles.

“I don’t know” Y/N smiles. She can only guess why David hasn’t told the boys. It made him seem like a big softy. “I am so full” Y/N pats her tummy as her shorts had started feeling tighter.

“Amateur,” Josh says to the camera with a smile.

“ She is tiny. What do you expect?” David jokes earning a playful shove from Y/N. “She can barely reach the top cabinets with her heels on” He always finds it incredibly cute when he catches her standing on her tiptoes with her arms fully extended over her head.

“You are very short Y/N” Josh laughs along with David.

“I know! You don’t have to point it out!” She pouts, reaching out for a water bottle. David drapes his arm around her waist from behind, kissing her shoulder to hide the goofy smile that she has managed to put on his face.

“What is something that David does that bothers you, Y/N?” David smirks at her as he waits for her response.

“I hate he won’t let me buy him clothes or style him” He throws his head back as he laughs heavily. ”he is already so handsome think about how good he would look?”

“I knew you were going to say that!” Y/N giggles, shaking her head at her fiance and his stubbornness.

“Why don’t you? Don’t you think our beautiful queen knows enough about fashion?” Josh frowns, teasing his close friend.

“It’s not that! I just don’t know if I can pull it off!” David loves how she always looks impeccable and out of a runway, but he isn’t confident enough to dress any differently. Comfort is also another thing he values in his wardrobe and most of the attires don’t look like you can nap with them on.

“David, what about you?”

“The AC” The couple exhales loudly, rolling their eyes at others causing Josh to laugh. “She is always turning the temperature lower. It feels like the north pole in here”

“That’s what is for, babe! To COOL the house” Y/N turns to look at Josh, “Sometimes is hotter in here than outside. I am not kidding”

“I believe you” Josh nods knowing from experience that David hates feeling slightly cold.

“Why are you always taking her side?” David points out as the three of them laugh at the way the conversation is going.

The teasing continues until both men are stuffed with food and Josh finishes asking all essential questions. Josh says his goodbyes, hugs each, and congratulates them one more time before departing.

It’s late at night when David strides into their bedroom after finishing some work with Natalie. The lights of their bedroom are off, she is tucked in bed with the comforter up to her chin. Y/N wears her glasses as she holds her iPhone close while typing an outgoing email to her assistant— reminding her to pick up a birthday gift for a photographer friend.

“I’ll never get tired of seeing that ring on your finger,” He remarks cheekily, closing the door behind him. She smiles, looking up from her screen to get a good glimpse of him.

“Good because I am never taking it off” His indecisive ass had taken five months to pick the ring. He had taken Natalie, Erin, Corina, Suzy, Carly, his mom, and sisters, on multiple occasions to look for rings. They were starting to grow tired when he finally found the perfect one.

“Good because you are mine” He jumps in bed, in search of a good cuddle. His arms wrap around her pulling her towards his side of the bed.

“I can’t wait” She mumbles as she nuzzles her face into his chest.

“Me neither” They had decided to wait for a little while before tying the knot. They want to take their time and properly plan their wedding. Y/N already has so many ideas including the design of her wedding dress. “Are you excited to start planning it?” David tugs his other arm behind his head.

“I am. We have to plan what you will wear too”

“Black suit. No doubt” He immediately answers without any hesitation.

“Thought so” She rolls her eyes, imagining how handsome he would look in an all-black suit.

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dirtydobrik · 4 years

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the met gala - d.d.

plot: david is having a hard time dealing with the fact you're announcing your relationship at the met gala, knowing that your ex-boyfriend will be there, and he starts a fight so when you spend the night hanging out with your ex and ignoring him

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"David, honey, this isn't up for discussion. You're going," you stated, completely pissed off that he was just now trying to back out of going. "Why are you so against it anyways?"

"I don’t want to run into him," he shouted and you sighed.

"Look at me," you insisted, taking his hands in yours. "He's my ex-boyfriend for a reason. Okay? I want you there with me."

David rolled his eyes, not wanting to hear you give a speech about how you were in love with him now and not to worry about your past. "But you went with him for the last three years," David argued. "And besides," he continued. "Isn't it a little early to publicly announce our relationship? We've only been together for a couple months."

"Is that what this is about?" you asked, stepping back from him. "You don't want people to know we're dating?" you shouted, pacing around your apartment overlooking New York City. Dark gray clouds filled the sky, reminiscent of the mood.

"No, babe, of course I do," he insisted, but his voice trailed off as he finished his thought. "I just don’t know if the Met Gala is the best time to do it."

"You know, you didn’t have to get that flight if you didn't want to come. Besides, you don't see me complaining about the fact that your ex-girlfriend will be there," you remarked, causing him to tense up. He shot you a glare.

"That's different," he protested. "Liza is not Timothée Chalamet."

"And he isn't you, Dave," you yelled. "Look, I don't know if you feel threatened by him or my relationship with him, but whatever it is has to stop."

David stared at you, not used to seeing this side of you. He's seen you upset and angry before, but never towards him, not like this. This was a mix of anger and disappointment and resentment. He was starting to think you regretted ever dating him.

He took a deep breath, as you impatiently waited for him to explain his emotions. "It's just, I don’t want people to think I'm not good enough for you," he whispered and your face fell. All the anger you were feeling disappeared.

"Oh honey," you sighed, walking over to where he was sitting on the bed. You wrapped your hands around his head and brought it to your stomach. Your fingers ran through his hair, calming him down. You didn't know what to say to comfort him because you knew people were going to talk. They were going to say you moved on too quickly, and that it was unhealthy to get into a serious relationship right after a breakup from a long-term boyfriend. They were going to ask why you picked David when you could easily have any guy in Hollywood. They were going to pick apart and analyze your every movement after announcing your relationship to find evidence that it was just for publicity. They were going to question every aspect of your relationship and they were going to compare to your relationship with Timothée. It was inevitable, and you knew David knew that.

You didn’t know what to say to David, so you didn’t say anything. You just stood over him, comforting him.

The following night, you stepped out on the carpet, your hand in David's. Reporters swarmed to ask about your upcoming movie and to introduce them to your new guy. David was tense and uncomfortable with having cameras and microphones constantly shoved towards you two, but you were thankful they didn't ask him any questions. You had become a natural around the press and your bubbly personality was contagious. After talking with a few reporters and posing for numerous pictures, David was finally warming up. His smile was genuine and you were beyond thankful to actually have him by your side.

"Please don't freak out," you whispered to David, as you walked into the dinner. You held his hand and pushed through the crowd of people. "That's our table." You nodded to a table off to the side and David's heart sank. Sitting at the table was none other than Timothée Chalamet. David took a deep breath and let you guide him to the table, clinging tightly to your hand.

"Timmy, hi," you smiled, dropping David's hand and giving your ex-boyfriend a hug. "It's so good to see you!"

"You, too. I haven't seen you in forever. Wow, you look incredible," he grinned, looking you up and down and admiring your gown.

"Thank you," you beamed.

You greeted everyone else, introducing them to David and took the remaining empty chairs at the table, which happened to be next to Timothée.

For most of the dinner and the after party, you caught up with Timmy and other actors you hadn't seen in forever. David was getting annoyed and angry that you were ignoring him, but he didn’t want to say anything. He knew that this was your night and that he was only here as a guest, but he still felt neglected.

During the after party, David was fed up. You had gone off with a few of your friends a while ago and he didn't know anyone else here, so he was standing along the wall, alone. He didn’t want to ruin your fun, but he wasn’t having fun himself. He felt trapped and helpless.

He headed across the room to get a drink from the bar, even though he didn't really drink, when he caught a glimpse of you. You were giggling, resting your hand on Timothée's back, and David felt betrayed. Not only had you completely abandoned him at an event you forced him to come to, but you were now flirting with your ex-boyfriend.

Your eye met David's and you gave him a small smile. Instead, David ignored you. He pushed through the crowd of people and stepped outside, breathing a sigh of relief as his feet hit the pavement. You said a quick goodbye to the people you were with and you followed David outside. Standing on the sidewalk, the streetlight illuminated his broken facial expression. You reached out to grab his hand but he pulled back.

"What the hell was that about?" you questioned.

"Oh, so now you want to talk to me?" David scoffed, rolling his eyes. You shot him a puzzled look, confused as to why he was so upset. "Don't play dumb with me. You begged me to come with you and you ignored me the entire time to flirt with your ex-boyfriend. After you told me not to worry about it."

"I was not flirting," you insisted, but David didn't care. He was fed up with you and didn’t care to listen to you explain your actions. So, he hailed a taxi. "Where are you going?" you shouted as he opened the car door.

"Why do you care? Just go back to the party, I wouldn’t want you to keep Timmy waiting" David replied, sliding into the backseat and slamming the door behind him. You were standing on the sidewalk completely dumbfounded by what just happened.

The next morning you woke up to an empty bed, a headache, and flashbacks to the night before. You and David had gotten into a huge fight and he wouldn't answer or return your phone calls. You had spent half the night trying to get in touch with him since you had no clue where he went or where he stayed last night.

You reached for your phone, but there was no word from David.

"She introduced us to her new boyfriend on the red carpet, but our sources say she spent most of the night with her ex," you read aloud and let out a groan. You had royally screwed up last night and now you had to find David.

Your first instinct was to call Natalie since she probably booked him a hotel room last night. But Natalie told you she hadn't heard from him and promised to call if she did.

You sent David a text asking him to meet you for breakfast in an hour. You didn’t expect an answer from him or for him to show up, but he walked into the café, his eyes red and puffy from crying.

"I'm so sorry," you quickly apologized as he sat down. He stared blankly at you, waiting for you to continue. "I shouldn't have ignored you last night, I know that. And I'm sorry I did. But believe me, I wasn’t flirting with Timmy, we were just catching up with some friends."

"The pictures posted of you two say otherwise," David remarked, and you sighed. You had no right telling David how to feel, especially since you knew he was having a hard time with the whole situation. "And that's not even the worst part. You begged me to come with you and then didn't even ask me to hang out with you. You just got up and left me alone."

"I know, and I'm sorry," you said quietly. "I don’t expect you to forgive me right away, but I still need you to trust me. Nothing happened between me and Timmy, I promise."

David stayed quiet for a while, processing what you just said. He knew you genuinely felt bad for ignoring him last night, and he couldn’t stay mad at you forever. "I believe you," he assured you, with a small smile.

You stood up and threw your arms around him. "Thank you," you whispered, resting your head on his chest.

"Just promise me that we'll never have to see him again," David chuckled, but you knew part of him was serious. You jokingly rolled your eyes but reassured him that you would never leave him alone at an event again if Timothée was there.

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loveylangdon · 5 years

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What’s Clickbait again? pt. 3

Word count: 5.2k+

Shawn Mendes x Reader

Story Summary: You’re dating Shawn Mendes but was in a long term relationship with David Dobrik and met Shawn through a collab David was supposed to have with him. David is now collabing with Shawn finally and finds out you’re dating the pop sensation and doesn’t know what to do.

Authors note: thank you guys sooo much for reading this again it’s just been floating in my head and it's nice to be able to have it out there for other people to enjoy. I know by this point it's going to be a mini-series and I have a lot of ideas, I don't want to drag it out and make it boring so I’m thinking I'm going to shoot for 6 parts and see what happens after that. If you guys have any ideas or suggestions feel free to leave it in the ask box or dm me :) Xxx

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Davids p.o.v

“Natalie give me the keys” looking down the hall where they left hand in hand, I turn to Natalie “Nat give me the fucking keys,” I say a little louder this time but quiet enough so the guy Shawn was talking to wouldn’t notice

I quickly steal a glance at the table and see the redhead staring at me. I roll my eyes and hit Nat’s arm “The keys Natalie” I say in a more demanding tone then needed but how could she not be listening to me at a time like this.

A year, we’ve been broken up for a year and she's walking around with one of the nicest people in the industry on her arm, and by the looks of it, he gives her the world. I feel sick, it should be me, it was me until it wasn’t. I look from the hall where they disappeared back to Natalie ready to hit her arm again.

She looks at me with a look I’ve never seen before. I go to open my mouth again but she stops me

“David,” she sighs defeated “She’s happy” she’s looking me in the eyes trying to communicate that whatever I’m about to do isn’t worth it.

“Not that you seem to fucking care but I haven’t seen her in a whole year, a year Natalie I need to talk to her so stop playing therapist and give me the fucking car keys” I look at her, staring down the hall again, they’ve only been gone for about five minutes but it feels like an eternity the longer Natalie takes the farther away they get.

What the fuck did she know? I look from the hall back to Natalie who still hasn’t made a move to dig my keys out of her bag.

“Natalie, I will say this one more time” I stop lick my lips pushing my hair out of my face getting closer to her sitting figure “Natalie, give me the fucking car keys. I am not going to ask again” I glare at her until I see her shrink in her seat. Jack is looking at me like I'm stupid but I could care less I need to see her.

“Davi-”

“No one asked for your opinion Jack so stay the fuck out of it” I snapped back quickly, turning to look at him with annoyance and anger.

Some people were staring now but I could care less I need to talk to her.

I quickly look down the hall and back at Natalie and down the hall again, I look at the redhead and he’s texting on his phone. I look down ready to grab Natalie's bag myself but see her with the keys in the palms of her hands, looking at the redhead one more time he’s still distracted, I snatch the keys from her hand and head down the hall she disappeared down.

Walking down the hall I realize I don’t even know where I’m going, they couldn’t have gone far. I push open the door to the sound studio the sun momentarily blinding me and quickly scan the cars in the lot. I look for hers but can’t pick it out of the lineup. I quickly get in the Ferrari and drive slowly down the street hopefully seeing her car or her.

Suddenly my phones ringing and it's a FaceTime from Jason, looking down I decline it. How could they be trying to stop me from talking to her?

I’m about to turn down a street when I see them, I see Shawn first but his head is in her hands and she’s littering his face with kisses.

I feel sick, what the fuck am I doing.

I watch as he pushes her face away in a playful manner and reaches to kiss her hand. I feel like they’re about to kiss again and I can’t take it, I rev the engine and quickly pull up to an available space in front of the cafe. I don't even know if this is a parking space but fuck it. I know they heard the car and broke away, I smirk.

I get out of the car and I feel someone staring at me but I know its not her.

I hear Shawn mutter “Is this a joke” and y/n shushing him I smirk knowing whatever they were doing was interrupted by me.

I quickly pull my glasses on she always liked when I wore glasses and do the most cliche car click over the shoulder douchebag move as I’m walking up to the entrance, I completely ignore them but when I hear her ask for a kiss I go to lock the car again making it beep loudly. I hear Shawn groan. Smirking to myself and walk inside. Glad I ruined their moment.

I can feel her staring at me through the glass now as I walk up to the counter, I pretend to study the menu but I’m not focusing. I take out my phone and call Corinna.

“Hello” She answers on the other side of the line

I shrink softly “Corinna I’m a dumbass, I don't even know what my coffee order is how am I going to go to a coffee shop and pretend like I didn't follow them when I don’t even know what my order is-”

“David where the fuck are you” She cut me off

“I saw y/n, She has a new boyfriend and I followed them to this cafe because I wanted to talk to her” I bite my lip “I didn’t think this far ahead I didn’t even think I was going to find them, I didn’t think and- ”

She cut me off again “You never think David that's the problem” I hear her sighing on the line “Ok where are you I’m coming”

“By the time you get here, they’ll be back at the studio it’s at the Warner Brothers lot-” I notice the girl behind the counter eyeing me. “Corinna hold on” I move the phone from my ear and look at her

“Hi, by chance do you know who I am” I speak and my eyes widen “I meant that in the least douchebag way possible” I chuckle

“Actually yeah I do, and I think least douchebag way possible went out the window when you prevented your ex-girlfriend from kissing her boyfriend who is out on the patio” She says in a joking tone but follows my eyes from the couple on the patio to her, she looks over at me and sympathy is all over her face.

“Ok got me there, Do you know my coffee order by chance?” I ask hopefully

“Iced Cappuccino with almond milk, I'll give you a few extra coffees so it just looks like you’re on a coffee run” she smiles at me and puts the order in the register.

Putting my phone to my ear again I hear Corinna in her car “Ok mini-crisis averted, the barista helped me. It's sound lot 7 call Natalie and tell her to put you on the list tell her I’m coming back with coffee” I hang up the phone and sit on the bar by the counter.

My knee won’t stop shaking as I watch the barista make my drinks trying not to look outside.

In my peripherals I see another girl walk out and give y/n and Shawn their food. Their hands disconnect while their plates were set in front of them but as soon as the waitress walks away, Shawn moves his opened hand laid out onto the table with his palm facing up. I feel like I'm intruding on their moment but I can’t help it. y/n giggles at him and puts her hand in his he quickly takes it and pulls her hand up to his mouth kissing her knuckles. He puts their linked fingers back on the table never breaking apart. He keeps stealing glances at her and staring at her intently I look over to her and she has a big smile on her face and her eyes are lit up, by the look on her face I know she’s talking about something she loves and I feel like I’m going to throw up, I look away quickly.

The coffees are set in front of me all 5 of them. I sigh and rub my face in my hands. What the fuck am I doing? The barista places the last drink in the tray.

she looks at me sheepishly “I don’t mean to be inappropriate, but can I get a picture please, I’m a huge fan”

“Yah, of course, thank you for helping me” I smile as she comes around the counter and hands the phone to the other barista who snaps the picture and thanks me.

As she rings me up I glance back outside. Their eating, smiling and laughing. My heart drops.

“Your total is $20.25” She smiles at me

I reach into my pocket “Here I only have a hundred dollars,” handing her the bill “um can I pay for their bill please” I say pointing towards Shawn and y/n. I close my eyes and try to remember what they said at the soundstage, “and I think they said something about getting coffee too so add $10 onto it and then keep the rest as a thank you for helping me” I smile at her and grab the coffee.

She stares at me shocked “Are you sure, you don’t have to honestly that's like a fifty dollar tip”

“Don’t worry about it, oh and please don’t post that picture we took until they leave. Thank you so much.” I turn to walk out but she stops me

“Don’t worry about it too much,” She glances outside to Shawn and y/n laughing, “I know she still has feelings for you, she kept stealing glances in here. He may seem like an angel but he has to leave to tour eventually and who leaves their girlfriend for more than half the year. It gets better even if it feels like your heart just left your body.”

I give her another smile and head to walk outside. As soon as I open the door a bell rings that I didn’t notice when I walked in.

Fuck.

I don’t even look at the eyes that are watching me and continue walking to my car. I set the coffee’s on the floor next to me and back out of the spot.

Making my way to the sound studio I feel my heart breaking all over again, I don’t even notice I’m crying until It gets blurry. Luckily I’m in the studio lot and am already parking. I sit there and pull out my phone before I can even text Natalie to get the coffee my hands start trembling and I punch the steering wheel. The horn going off but I could care less. I don’t even notice Natalie until the stage door slams against the wall and she’s running to me.

I look up at her standing over the car “You’re a dumbass you know that right” she gives me a soft smile before pulling me out of the car and giving me a hug.

I bury my face in her neck and can’t help but cry. She rubs my back. “I know it hurts Dave but it's going to get better I promise,” she tells me as she holds me. I feel useless and broken.

—-

y/n p.o.v.

Me and Shawn finished eating lunch on the patio, once David went inside and didn’t cause further problems I saw Shawn visibly relax. While David was inside our food came out and we ate and talked about random things.

We were interrupted by the sound of a doorbell dinging signaling that David was leaving. Me and Shawn both watched as he carried a tray of coffee’s out to his car and left without a glance or a sound.

Shawn’s eyes followed his car glaring until the car vanished and once it was out of sight he squeezed your hand.

“You owe me two kisses,” Shawn says seriously

I reach over to hold Shawn's jaw in my hand and give him his request and he hums happily

Moving to sit back down he’s deep in thought when I squeeze his hand “You know he’s not a bad person, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt or interfere with us. He just needs time to process things, he doesn’t react kindly to things he can’t have or things he’s not used to”

Shawn sighs leaning his cheek on his free hand that was resting on the table. “So he does want you, still?” He looks at me while his eyes go wide “I mean of course he still wants you, I mean who wouldn’t” he sighs and looks at you lovingly. He’s playing with your fingers now. “Maybe if he wasn’t acting like a total douchebag you would consider talking to him” Shawn mumbled

You laugh “What was that prince?” His eyes go wide confirming you weren’t supposed to hear it. His ears tint pink and he just stares at you sheepishly. It's cute when he gets all worked up.

“I love you Shawn Peter and I will continue to say it until every little doubt leaves your beautiful little brain,” I say squeezing his hand “I'm here for the long run, there is nowhere I would want to be, please stop doubting yourself it hurts my heart.” I pout

He looks at you with admiration “I know I’m sorry, I just-

“Let me stop you right there prince, never apologize for how you feel” looking him in the eyes and reaching for his chin to hold “Your feelings are valid and mean something to me, thank you for sharing them with me, and if for some reason you can’t I'll be here waiting until you can.”

“How do you do that?” He tilts his head in an adorable manner and gazes at me in awe

“do what?” I chuckle

“Make me feel like the luckiest man on earth, you’re so encouraging and understanding, I'm working on being better for you. I know my little uncertainties have really been popping out today but you have been nothing but supportive and patient so thank you” he’s rubbing my ring finger something he does when he’s deep in thought and I smile at him.

“Ready to go rockstar we need to get Gerty his coffee before we head back” Shawn leans his head back behind his chair and groans

“Do we have to” he whines

“Yes, you told him we would take 15 more minutes if we got him coffee” you laugh at his childlike behavior

“Ok let me go pay and order it I’ll be right back” He walks over to me and holds my head in his hands, placing a kiss on my forehead and turns around to walk through the door of the cafe.

I check my phone and Shawn’s that's still in my pocket, Shawns was on do not disturb and I snort, only a rockstar would have his phone on do not disturb while he’s technically working.

There's 4 missed texts and 2 calls from Brian, I unlock Shawn’s phone and look at the messages

Brian: The idiot is yelling at his assistant I think he’s asking for car keys

Brian: he caught me staring but he’s definitely asking for car keys

Brian 1 missed call

Brian: where did you guys go? Need me to pick you guys up

Brian 1 missed call

Brian: okay he came back with coffee? His face is blotchy like he was crying but he came back with a blond. Call me when you can.

I laugh at Brian, always a protector. I sigh and rub my face. How is Shawn suppose to work with David if he’s being unprofessional and causing problems?

My thoughts are disrupted with the bell on the door ringing. Shawn comes out with 3 iced coffees.

“One for my princess, one for me and one for Gerty, and they were paid for already?” Shawn looks at you shrugging his shoulders.

“Wait actually?”

“You sound surprised” He laughs

“Shocked is all, did you tip her at least?” Taking your ice coffee from his hands.

“I did thank you very much, I’m not rude I made sure he was nice to her too, our meal was paid for already, she said a man came in and handed her a hundred dollars,” he snorted “Even though I asked about David and her lock screen was a picture of her and David from about 10 minutes ago, she still said a man” he laughs putting emphasis on ‘a man’ looking at you lovingly

‘Ready to go?” You question looking up at him through your lashes

he looks down at the two coffees he’s holding and whimpers

“What, what's wrong?” You look at Shawn trying to search for what's bothering him

“How am I suppose to hold your hand if I'm holding Gerty’s stupid coffee?” He mopes

“Oh my prince, you have the biggest hands on the planet but can’t hold two coffee’s in one hand” You giggle taking Andrew’s coffee and holding it between your body and elbow, holding your own coffee with the same hand. Intertwining your hand with his. He sighs in content

“Mmm much better than you princess” He kisses your forehead as you guys head back to the studio.

Touching was definitely his love language. You roll your eyes at your greek god of a boyfriend.

By the time we made it back to the studio some cars are gone but most of the crew is there. Shawn insisted on giving me a piggy back ride so now I’m about 7 feet tall trying to open the stage door with two iced coffees in my hand.

Shawn starts laughing “Shawn stop moving unless you want me to spill coffee on your head” I pout he’s not helping whatsoever I'm trying to balance two coffees in one hand while reaching down for a door handle that's about 2 feet below me. Why is my boyfriend a giant “Shawn open the door” I say louder getting annoyed

“Princess if I open the door that means I have to let go of your thigh or my iced coffee both of which I am not willing to let go of so please open the door” he looks up at you with a smirk

“Shawn Peter Raul-“ I don’t have a chance to finish before his hands off my thigh and I feel myself slipping, I let out a scream and quickly wrap my arms around his neck. He’s swinging the door open and running through the hall back to where we left Brian and Andrew.

“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes put me down before you drop us both” I start screaming into his neck scared to look, knowing his clumsy ass would drop both of us and with a boyfriend who is a literal giant and all muscle, those are not the types of bruises I would like to have. I feel his body tense and I'm about to take my face out of his neck when he comes to a complete stop.

I hit my face on the back of his head and he’s laughing loudly. He picks up speed again and sits down on the couch with me still clinging onto his back and squishes me between the back cushions and his body.

Brian is laughing hysterically, you can’t even see me at this point it's Shawn, 2 pairs of legs wrapped around his torso, a head and 2 coffees around his neck. He’s breathing heavy and laughing Andrew walks in and gives us a questioning look. I hold out my arm holding Andrew’s coffee above Shawns head and Brian laughs harder

“Shawn where’s your girlfriend” Andrew smirks and takes a picture of Shawn and your arm reaching out holding his coffee.

“I don’t know Andrew I think I lost her” He takes a sip of his coffee and he’s pinching my legs that are still wrapped around his waist. I yelp “Shawn!”

Brians dying laughing and Andrew is telling us to be quiet and pointing to the couch across from us. I try to maneuver over Shawns big biceps to see what he’s pointing at but it's no use, I just slump deeper into the couch cushion and pinch Shawn’s nipple to get his attention and I hear him yelp.

“What the fuck was that for!” He turns his head to glare at you

“wait y/n do it again I didn’t record it, Where's Con when you need him” Brians chuckling recording the encounter, Shawn glares at him

“Shawn I can't drink my coffee can you help me” He melts

“Oh yeah, here ya go princess” He takes the cup out of your hand and angles it towards you behind his back so you can drink from the straw.

“You guys are ridiculous Shawn get off of her” Andrew commands staring at both of you

“You’re not the boss of me, If I want to turn my girlfriend into a pancake I will” Shawn challenges him laughing along with Brian who is rolling on the floor

“I work with literal children” Andrew pinches the bridge of his nose and walks away

“Ok wait actually Shawn, your Princess can't breathe get your huge ass biceps off of me” I start to push him off but it's no use he dead weights

You yelp not expecting it “Shawn Peter Ra-“

Oh shit “Shawn don’t let her get to Mendes get off of her man,” Brian says frantically getting up and tugging on Shawn’s arm to help pry him off of you

Shawn is laughing so hard his girlfriend pressed into the couch under him and his best friend scared he’s going to face the consequences of not listening to you. He starts laughing so hard he’s crying when Brian finally pulls him off they both fall to the floor.

You’re left with rosy cheeks and messed up hair while Shawn and Brian are rolling on the floor laughing.

You huff and look around, David is sitting on the opposite couch cuddled into Corinna’s lap while she plays with his hair, she’s glaring at you and he looks like he’s about to sleep. He notices you staring at him and pull’s the drawstrings of the hoodie he’s wearing closed and turns over so his face is in Corinna’s stomach away from you.

Andrew comes back “You guys are all good to leave” He looks at Shawn on the floor in-between your legs and Brian sitting next to him.

“We just got back though are you sure,” Shawn asks confused and points towards David, communicating why was he here if we did nothing with him. This earns a look from Corinna.

Andrew shrugs “They said they got enough of your good energy or as I like to say hyperactivity for the promo pieces, once you two decide who you want to film with they’ll send the footage to those youtuber’s and they’ll edit the video promo in the way they do” typing at his phone “You guys are good to leave honestly but please discuss who you want to film with and let me know by tomorrow afternoon you guys are only here for the summer so we need to find a time to film that fits with everyone's schedule within the two months” He points at you and at Shawn.

“Me! why are you pointing at me Andrew I'm just the girlfriend” I laugh putting my hands up in defense

Shawn’s head snaps to me quickly “How dare you talk so lowly of my princess” He goes to pinch your legs again, but you’re too quick and hug them to your chest

“Better luck next time Mendes” You snicker at him and stick your tongue out

“Ha Better luck next time Mendes” he mocks you and your hand movements in the sponge bob meme form

You go to hit the back of his head but he pulls your hand before you can and you land on your butt next to him on the floor. Shawn and Brian are rolling

That’s definitely going to leave a bruise “Shawn Peter-“ you raise your voice waking David up, Shawn notices you glancing at David and realizes you woke him up too, knowing you hate being a disruption in any situation he quickly looks back to you staring him dead in the eyes

“Oh shit” His eyes go wide “Bri you have the car keys right” he rapidly gets up and so does Brian confused

“Yah wh-“

“Run” Shawns standing to avoid your arms trying to grab him and he heads down the hall laughing with Brian following him down the hall.

“Your boyfriend is a literal 5 year old” Andrew deadpans and snickers watching the door fly open and them screaming outside.

You hear the door close and start to stand, Andrew reaches his hand in offering to help you up, you gladly take it and look to see David also stood to help you get up. You just stare at him.

Andrew clears his throat “Okay girlfriend you have an important job, make sure he chooses 8 creators to film within preference to highest rated to lowest pick 2 backups and mark the ones where you think the video will take the longest if we need to reshoot we need to schedule it” he states handing you the paper

You hear David snort next to you, you’re about to open your mouth to defend Andrew when he speaks up

“I'm sorry, is there something wrong Mr. Dobrik?” Andrew turns to look at David whose eyes widen

“Uh no sir I just it's funny you think Youtuber’s reshoot with collaborations its either there or it's not the video is useful or it's trashed. It’s a video not the end of the world”

“Noted, while you may not take your profession seriously by viewing potential projects as useful or trash, with professionals “trash” isn’t an option, we get our work done and better than the standard we set it at. Thank you for your unauthorized input Mr. Dobrik please excuse me” Andrew looks at him smiles and turns to walk out

David shrinks in his seat as Corinna glares at Gerty walking down the hall.

You turn to look at David, “Thank you for lunch I’ll get your Venmo from Ilya and pay you back when I get back to our apartment.”

He goes to say something but you cut him off “Bye Corinna if you’ll excuse me my boyfriends waiting, tell Natalie bye for me.” You fake smile one last time and grab yours and Shawn’s coffees and start to walk towards Andrew who was texting and waiting for you at the end of the hall.

“Go Gerty don’t take anyone's shit” You smirk at him

He chuckles, “I don’t take kindly to people with a poor work ethic and childlike tendencies. Have one or the other, not both, and butting into our conversation when we’re doing his career more of a favor than Shawns and he still chooses to act like a prick even after visibly seeing you happy is beyond me and is someone I don’t look forward to working with.” Andrew goes to open the door for you “On a positive note, you handled that very maturely y/n I'm proud” Andrew gives you a side hug as you guys walk outside the soundstage

___

David’s p.o.v

After y/n leaves I groan and fall into Corinna’s lap

“David, what the fuck just happened, why were you even here if you didn’t film anything?” She looks down pissed at me

I sit up and rub my eyes sighing

“I heard Shawn was doing a youtube collaboration but had a list of youtuber’s to pick from, I found out I was on that list and wanted to come by to ask him to collab with me since our last video fell through, when I got here Nat texted me saying y/n was here but she failed to tell me that she was here but with Shawn,” I say groaning into my hands

“So that's when you lost your shit and followed her to some random cafe with no plan, no backup or any idea what the actual fuck to do?”

“Yah..”

“You’re a dumbass, come on we have to go, wheres Natalie?” she gets up dusting off her jeans

“What where are we going” I get up and follow her

“Well if y/n was an idiot she wouldn’t pick you for Shawn to collab with, but y/n isn’t an idiot so you’ll be number one on the list. We need to make a plan and a filming schedule where you’ll be spending more time with her than with him so you guys can talk” she looks at me like it’s obvious “you do want to talk to her right? that's why you went all Slovak spy on her following her to a cafe like a creep”

“Yah. But Corinna, I really fucked up,” I'm defeated.

Remembering y/n being calm and collected as she threw her clothes into a suitcase, while I was frantically trying to stop her, tears streaming down my face and she’s not talking to me or paying attention to anyone in our living room that witnessed the whole thing. How she just packed her things, her life and her love for me and walked out of our front door without a goodbye.

“I want her back but I want her to be happy” I look down. If what I did made her get straight on a flight to leave the country so I couldn’t get to her, what hope is there really?

“David you’ve done a lot of stupid shit in your life, letting go of the women you were planning on proposing too is definitely at the top of the list, you and y/n have something her and Shawn don’t. History. We just need to figure out how to make her talk to you okay? We can do this, we can fix this, she’s back now you know where she is. If Shawn agreed to do this youtube thing it means she doesn’t completely hate you. That's a good thing” she claps her hands together as we exit the stage heading into our cars.

I feel my heart skip a beat, for the first time in a year I’m hopeful. Corinna’s right y/n is back for the first time in a year. That was the challenge finding her to talk and explain, now she’s here at arm's length. Smiling like an idiot I'm screaming at the top of my lungs driving down the 101 on my way home.

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I Only Want You (d.d)

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REQUESTED: I really hope you like this, if not let me know and i’ll make another one.

plot: the reader lets a few comments believe she isn’t good enough for David.

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warning: angst, insecurity, hate comments,

word count: [ 1697 ]

“I don't want somebody like you. I only want you”

You hated yourself for doing this. For getting sucked down the rabbit hole of hurtful messages and insults, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away.

You read the same comment over and over, eyes glazed over as you engraved it in your brain, “You’re honestly such a big waste of human life. Honest to god you don’t deserve David in your life, he’s way too good for you, you’re just holding him back, everyone can see in the vlogs that every time Y/N is near David he looks so uncomfortable. She should just be selfless for once and disappear. Everyone would be better off without her in their lives, especially David.”

You let out a quiet sob as you stared at the message, you felt hopeless. You had known the second you had started dating David that the hate would be insane, however, you had not expected that even after a year of you two dating and three years after David and Liza broke up, the hate would still be a daily occurrence, flooding your dm’s constantly. Everyone loved David and Liza, and everyone hated David and Y/N, or the rebound as they liked to call her.

You scrolled through the comments soaking in all the nasty remarks as you went, god why were you such a pussy?

You shut off your phone, tossing it on the bed next to you. You harshly rubbed at your face, trying to get the tears to stop. You looked around your bedroom, everywhere you looked all you could see was David. His clickbait sweatshirt lay on the floor from when he came over a couple of days ago, a picture of you two sat atop your dresser, both of your smiles wide as you posed at the beach, a velvet box with the ring David gave you for your one year anniversary rested on your desk. Reaching over you grabbed the box and opened, watching as the sunlight hit the ring making it glisten.

You chewed on your lip. a sense of dread filling you the longer you stared at the ring. They were right. David was too good for you.

You bitterly chuckled to yourself. He was a successful millionaire while you were just a broke college student, struggling to make ends meet. While he got you, Cartier, all you could afford to give him was a shitty Target gift card, and you hated that. David deserved so much better than that, he deserved to be showered in all the luxuries, and unfortunately for you, you couldn’t give him that.

You felt yourself go numb as you realized what you had to do.

This wasn’t about how you felt, this was about ensuring that David was happy. If there was one good thing that you wanted to come out of your life it was that at least you made the boy you loved happy. You weren’t going to be selfish anymore.

Standing up you grabbed your keys and headed out the door towards David’s house, somehow you had gone from sobbing hysterically to feeling oddly calm.

You arrived soon after and let out a sigh of relief when you saw no cars parked in the driveway. You opened the door to his house with your spare key and walked inside, the nostalgia hitting you immediately, Even though you had only been here a couple of days ago it felt different now, it reminded you of the past, not the future. There wasn’t a future here for you anymore

You passed the living room and were reminded of all the times you and David had laid on the cloud couch, him editing while you did your school work, or when you watched horror movies together, David screaming in fear but still pretending to act manly to impress you.

As you opened his bedroom door you were reminded of the sweeter, more private memories, like when you told him you loved him for the first time, hands shaking and heart beating violently against your chest, or when you lay in bed together on rainy nights, the lightning from outside illuminating Davids features with your limbs tangled together as you talked about whatever was on your mind.

You pulled yourself out of your thoughts and started collecting your things from his room, removing all traces of you. Once you were finished you quietly made exited his room taking one last glance before you shut the door.

You almost dropped your bin of things when someone called out to you,

“Y/N?”

You spun around and found Joe staring at you quizzingly, “What you got there?”

You roughly swallowed, opening your mouth to say something but no words came out, “I-uh-uh I um didn’t know anyone was going to be here.”

Joe shrugged, “Ya I just came to grab my laptop, left it here yesterday. What are you doing?”

You nodded your head, shifting your weight from foot to foot, “I-uh uhm nothing.”

Joe raised your eyebrow at you playfully, “Really? Then what’s in the bin?” he said pulling it from your grasp before you could object.

His face scrunched together before he looked up at you, a serious look plastered on his face, “What’s going on Y/N? Did you and David have a fight? Why are you taking all your stuff?”

You suddenly felt like you were two again being yelled at for spilling juice on the carpet. You shrunk into yourself and your voice came out small, “We didn’t have a fight, not yet anyway.”

“Then why...” Joe started to question you more but you had you didn’t want to answer anymore of his questions, “Bye Joe.” you called out, willing yourself not to cry in front of him.

You walked past him and got into your car, glancing up at Davids house one last time. This is it. You weren’t going to turn back this time.

Hours later, and you had gone through multiple cycles of tears, eerie calmness and then nostalgia. You had finally started to drift off to sleep when you heard loud frantic knocks on your door, confused, you got up and swung the door open ready to swear off the person behind the door, however, your words got stuck in your throat as you realized who was standing in front of you, David.

Before you could say anything he pushed past you, running his hands through his disheveled hair, “What’s going on?”

“What do you mean?”

“Goddamnit Y/N,” his voice was wavering now, “Joe called me this morning panicking because he told me he saw you take all your stuff from my house and leave, and then he asked if we had a fight and I didn’t think we did so I-I didn’t know what to do. So I came here.”

You were still in shock that he was here, “You flew all the way from Chicago to come to talk to me?”

He looked at you, his voice softening as he took you in, “Of course I did, I love you.”

You sat on your couch, glancing up at him, “Do you though?”

Now it was his turn to look shocked and within a second he was sitting on the couch next to you, pulling you into his arms, “Of course I love you, I love you so much, you mean the world to me.”

You sighed falling into his embrace, willing yourself not to do what you were about to, but the words spilled out of your mouth before you could stop them, “I think we should break up.”

You felt his arms loosen around you, and you halfheartedly pulled out of his embrace, “Whaa- Why? Did something happen? Did I do something wrong? I- I thought everything was good.”

You felt your heartstrings pull as you watched the boy in front of you slowly break, but you needed him to know that it was you not him. “No, you didn’t do anything. It’s all me.”

He huffed, “Oh don’t give me that bullshit Y/N, why are you actually breaking up with me?”

You swallowed, you could always lie so easily but somehow David could always see right through it, “I think you should go.”

He started shaking his head rapidly no, as you pulled him up and led him towards the door, “please, please, please don’t do this, I love you, I want to be with you, Y/N please, at least tell me why.”

You felt yourself start to cry as you watched David beg, why did doing the right thing have to hurt so much?

You watched him step into the hallway, head held low, your hands shook as you closed the door after him and at the last second you heard him whisper, “Why wasn’t I good enough for you?”

Your body froze, you couldn’t let him believe that he wasn’t good enough for you when the truth was that he was too good for you.

Noticing that the door still hadn’t shut fully, David pushed it open slightly to see you sitting on the wood floor near the door, legs pressed to your chest, you looked up at him, “I’m not too good for you, you’re too good for me. You deserve so much more than I can give you, you would just be better off without me.”

David sunk down on his knees, his hands gently grabbing your face forcing you to look at him, “Hey, I’m not too good for you okay, I don’t want anyone else. Fuck Y/N, I don’t even want somebody like you, I only want you.”

As you stared into David’s eyes you felt so stupid, the love for you was evident and you couldn’t believe you had let some nasty comment come between you two.

You felt yourself fall into him, the sobs racking through both your bodies, “I’m so sorry, I love you, I just let some things get to my head,” you hiccuped.

He let out a small laugh and then brought you flush against his chest rocking you both back and forth, you could hear his heart beating erratically against his chest and you felt a small smile grace your features, he really did love you.

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