He Understood When
David Dobrik X Reader
Summery: Ryland doest fully understand why you don’t like him like he like you until he sees you out with your friends at a party.
A/N: I use Ryland Lynch and the other Lynch’s for Y/N’s admirers more because I’m as familiar with them as I am as the Vlog Squad and I know they tend to run in the same circle of friends. Idea fully coming from the image of the second to last paragraph.
Warnings: Alcohol, smoking, recreational drug use, Y/N being an partier?
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It was at a random party in the Hollywood hills that Ryland finally understood. Packed enough that, even outside, people were shoulder to shoulder. Alongside that, the music was so loud that a helicopter was sure to show up soon to scare everyone off the premisses. Ryland had already pregamed and was feeling a little tipsy following two of his brothers through the crowd to get more to drink. He finally got a cup in his hands when Ross nudged him, “Hey look Y/N is here,” he said pointing through the crowd.
And there you were, with your regular group of friends, pouring a bottle of clear liquid down one of their throats. Your head tilted back in laughter at the face the man made after you stopped pouring, turning to face the ring leader of your group, David Dobrik.
Ryland didn’t know much about David Dobrik other than the fact that he vlogged and had somehow wormed his way into being a mainstream media celebrity from doing just that. He hadn’t ever had the urge to sit down and watch one of his vlogs and he doesn’t think he ever will.
Ryland watched as you jokingly tilted the bottle towards David and he softly pushed it away from him with a small smile still holding his camera pointed at you. You laughed pushing the bottle off on one of the others you were with before following the first with David in tow, a shit eating grin on his face.
Ryland finally caught up with you later when he split away from his brothers to see what was going on in the backyard. He found you on the patio sprawled out between Bella Thorne and her girlfriend Tana on a comfortable looking outdoor couch. The three girls passing a blunt and a cigarette between them and you mumbling apologies about something you had done at one of their parties.
“I swear it was Dave’s fault,” You whispered loudly at Bella, “I mean Zane did it, but Dave is the one that gets us all riled up,” You said gesturing your hand loosely in the air, the other two girls laughing lightly patting the limbs of yours across their’s.
Ryland sat down taking ahold of a blunt from one of the others around the circle and passing it as you made eye contact with him.
“Ry-Ry,” You exclaimed pulling yourself from between the two girls and falling into the seat next to him, “I haven’t seen you in awhile.”
“Yeah,” He whispered, “since Rydel’s birthday I think,” He said taking a swig of his drink.
You shook your head, “No, no, no,” your finger waving around, “there was that time I ran into you in Vegas,” you said leaning over to where your feet had been previously grabbing at the bottle you left there and taking a drink. You made a face, much to Rylands amusement, before continuing the thought you had abandoned, “We were only there for, like, sixteen hours.”
He laughed, “I don’t understand how you guys do that,” his arm reached out disappearing behind you on the back of the couch.
You noticed, the intention sobering you up a little, “Yeah, but it comes with the job I guess,” you said pulling away a bit, “see an opportunity and take it.”
Ryland opened his mouth to ask if you wanted to hang out sometime, just the two of you, taking his opportunity, when two girls he vaguely knew to be friends of yours bound over babbling talking about needing to go to the bathroom now.
And like that you were gone.
Ryland had saw you three more times that night.
One time you were on top of a pool table making a bottle of champaign burst over the two girls from earlier and another time when you were playing a game of beer pong against his brother Rocky despite being distracted by your phone going off every few minutes.
The third time was when he was waiting outside with his brother’s for an Uber. He could hear you before he saw you. Your laughter clipped through the air catching his attention as David was attempting to get you into the passenger seat of his Tesla with no help from your guys’ friends.
“You think she’s good with them,” Ross asked him, his bottom lib caught between his thumb and forefinger as he stared alongside Ryland.
They both watched as you looked up at David, your arms wrapped around his neck, and whispered something to him. David gave a small nod to you with a smile on his face before you lent forward giving him a small kiss. A comfortable, definitely not first, kiss. They watched as David whispered something back at you before you shot up giving him two more quick kisses before ducking down into the car making him laugh as he closed the door to walk around the other side.
“Yeah, no,” Ryland said watching the white car pull away from the curb, “I think she’ll be fine.”
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Love Me?: Chapter 1
Everyone sat in the Lynch’s living room while the boys played some violent video game on their large flat screen hanging on the wall. Ryelee sat on the floor with Rydel, watching the boys play. Ryelee was sitting still while she let Rydel braid her hair into two pig tails. This was going to be one of the last days that they’re going to be able to hang out together before the Lynch’s leave for their vacation. Ryelee was going to miss them terribly. She was hoping that she was going to be able to spend their summer together, but then Rydel sprang her family vacation news on her last minute.
“I really wish I could go with you guys,” Ryelee sighed as one of the boys killed Ryland’s person in their video game. “I’m going to miss you.”
“I think you’ll be fine,” Riker spoke harshly without pealing his eyes away from the TV screen.
Rydel ignored him and said, “Maybe I could speak to my parents about letting you come along. I mean you’re practically family anyways. Besides, I wanted to spend summer with you too.”
“Rydel, I couldn’t ask you to do that,” Ryelee shook her head gently.
Rydel quickly tied the hairband at the end of her braid and jumped up. “You didn’t have to. I’m asking right now.” She scurried out of the room and Ryelee sighed.
“Don’t think for one second that you’re coming with us,” Riker scoffed and then cursed under his breath. He set his controller on the couch beside him as Ryelee looked back at him. Riker grabbed a couple more Red Vines out of the package on his lap and watched Rocky and Ross continue to play.
Ryelee noticed Riker kept stealing glances at her and scoffed, “What?”
Riker’s blank stared changed into a smirk as he said, “Your hair looks stupid like that.”
“Don’t listen to him,” Rocky said. “I like it.”
“Thank you Rocky,” she glared at Riker.
“But seriously, it makes you look like a little school girl,” Riker said giggling a little.
She turned completely around on the floor and looked up at Riker smirking as she said, “Get me a short plaid skirt and a tight white top and I would.”
Riker leaned down, bringing his face right in front of hers smirking, saying, “Well then I would have to teach you a lesson.”
“Pig,” she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. She pushed Riker out of her face and the boys laughed.
Riker started playing with one of Ryelee’s braids as he said, “You brought it on yourself.” She slapped his hand away as Rydel walked back in.
“Good news,” Rydel cheered and sat back on the floor next to Ryelee. “Mom and Dad said you could come with us, you know, if your parents say it’s okay.”
“Great,” Riker scoffed as he grabbed another red vine. Ryelee looked up at him and he scoffed, “A whole month with her.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she scoffed in return.
“You’re an annoyance,” Riker said with a straight face.
“If anyone is, it’s you,” she said with a straight face and Riker slapped her in the face with his Red Vine. She looked at him shocked and he started laughing. She grabbed his bag of Red Vines off the couch and stood up.
“Give them back,” Riker said sitting up a little more on the couch, getting ready to pounce.
Ryelee pushed what was left out of the wrapping a little and stared at Riker.
“Stop it,” Riker bit.
She quickly licked the tips of each liquorish and everyone started laughing.
Fumed, Riker got up from the couch. Ryelee ran out of the room with the bag and Riker chased after her yelling, “Get back here!” She ran out into the backyard and looked back as Riker tackled her to the ground.
“Ow! Jeez, what the hell is wrong with you,” she yelled as she tried pushing him off. “I’m a girl. Get off!” Riker kept staring at her face, breathing heavily and she looked at him confused as she asked, “What’s your problem?” Ryelee could see Riker fighting with himself on something. Suddenly, Riker grabbed his bag of red vines and ran back inside. She sat up on the grass and looked at the patio door for a while. She stood up and fixed her top as she walked towards the house. She made her way to the living room again and saw Riker had a Red Vine in his mouth as he played Halo and Rydel wasn’t in the room anymore. “Where’s Rydel?” Ryelee asked and they all glanced at her.
“Why do you have grass all over you,” Rocky questioned.
“Because Riker tackled me in the backyard,” Ryelee answered and Riker gave her a glare.
“Dude, that’s not cool,” Ross paused the game to glare at his older brother. “You should apologize.”
“I don’t have to do anything,” Riker sneered and Ryelee looked down at the floor.
“Rye, how did you get grass in your hair,” Rydel came up behind her and she turned around.
Ryelee gave her best friend a small smile and say, “It’s nothing. I’m going to go home and ask my parents about coming with you guys and then I’m going to start packing. They have to say yes.”
“Okay good. Call me later?” Rydel asked and Ryelee nodded her head.
Ryelee quickly escaped the house and walked to her car that was parked on the street. Before she could get in the car, she heard her name being called. She turned and stopped when she saw Rocky jogging towards her. “Yeah, Rocky?”
“I’m really sorry about Riker today,” he spoke, shuffling his feet on the drive way. “I hope you come on our vacation with us.”
“Thanks Rocky,” she tilted her head up to give him a smile. “Riker won’t stop me from having fun with all of you guys. He can sulk if he wants to.”
“Okay good,” he quickly wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in a hug. “I’ll see you later. Let us know if you want us to pick you up on the way to the airport.”
“Of course,” she nodded before getting into her car. She drove off to her house and pulled into the driveway. She quickly ran inside to talk to her parents.
She found them sitting on the couch in the living room with her older brother, Jake. He was finally home from college for the summer. She was happy to see him, but he always butted his nose in her business.
“Mom, Dad, can I talk to you guys?” she asked and they muted the TV. Jake looked at her as well as she said, “Rydel’s parents asked if I could go on their family vacation this summer and I really want to go.”
“How long?” her mom asked.
“About a month. They rented a house on the beach in the Bahamas. It’s right on the water and it’s so pretty.”
“You’re going on vacation with a bunch of boys,” Jake scoffed, folding his arms over his chest.
“So,” Ryelee scoffed in return. She turned back to her parents, “The house is big. I’ll probably be rooming with Rydel; so I’ll be safe.”
“And their parents will be there?” her mom questioned and Ryelee nodded her head. Her parents looked at each other and then looked back at Ryelee. “Okay. You can go, but you need to behave.”
“And pay for some of your things. I don’t want them having to pay for everything,” her dad answered and Ryelee cheered and quickly hugged both of them.
Ryelee ran up to her bedroom and immediately started packing for her trip. She dialed Rydel’s number and put the phone on speaker, so she could continue to work.
“Can you go?” Rydel questioned without a ‘hello.’
“Yes,” Ryelee cheered and Rydel screeched through the phone.
“We’re going to have so much fun together. We can share a room too.”
“I seriously can’t wait. Rocky mentioned that I should let you know if I needed a ride to the airport and I’ll totally take you up on that.”
“Deal. I’ll let my dad know,” Rydel giggled. “Are you packing already? I’m only half done and I have way too much already.”
“I think I’m going to be following in your shoes, because my huge suitcase is filling up quickly. I’m just not sure what I’m going to want to wear.”
“I have the same problem,” she sighed. “I’m packing all of my bikinis and swimming suits for sure.”
“Agreed.”
They talked all night, while they packed and even after they finished. Sometime during they’re late conversation, Ryelee had fallen asleep.
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They finally arrived at the airport, midmorning and checked their bags. They had some time to kill before they could board their plane. So, Ryelee and Rydel went to Starbucks and grabbed a coffee. Sitting at a table, they checked their seat numbers. “What’s yours,” Rydel asked as she pulled hers out of her bag.
“I’m in seat 25F,” Ryelee answered and took a sip from her steaming coffee.
“Oh no,” Rydel whined as she gazed at her ticket. “I’m going to be like three rows behind you.”
“I hope I’m not sitting alone,” Ryelee murmured.
“Come on girls,” Stormie called, waving her hand. “We’re going to board.”
The girls grabbed their coffees and their tickets and jogged over to meet Stormie. They walked over to the gate together and got in line. The boys were a few people in front of them, boarding first.
Riker hadn’t said much to her yet this morning. Thank God. He’d been kind of mean before when he said that he didn’t want her to come. She was just happy that he hadn’t made anymore comments like that. She wanted to have a good, calm vacation and if he got on her last nerve, it wasn’t going to happen.
They went through security and showed the woman standing at the gate entrance their tickets.
“I’ll see you when we land,” Rydel gave a small smile as she continued through the plane with her bag.
Ryelee found her seat and put her bag in the overhead bin. She slid into her seat on the aisle and glanced around the plane. All of the Lynches and Ellington were scattered across the plane. They all seemed to be sitting in pairs. She turned towards the front as Riker walked down the aisle from the bathroom. Oh no.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Riker murmured as he stopped at her seat. He slid past her and sat in his seat next to the window.
“Trust me,” Ryelee scoffed. “I’d much rather be sitting next to Rydel.”
Riker snapped his seatbelt together and gazed out the window while the flight attendant went through the flight instructions.
Ryelee gripped the armrests tightly as the plane ascended into the sky. She was never a big fan of flying. Once in the sky, she glanced at Riker. “Can I ask you something?”
Riker turned his head with a blank expression on his face.
“Okay, so, I’m not sure why you hate me. You pretty much always have, but can we please just put that aside for this month? I want to have a fun vacation and I don’t want to be alienated by you.”
Riker’s face softened, “You think I hate you?”
“You’re really asking me that,” Ryelee shifted in her seat to face him. “There’s nothing but snarky comments that come out of your mouth when you’re around me and you always tease me with your fake flirting.”
“I don’t hate you Ryelee,” Riker spoke softly. “I’m sorry that you thought that.”
“Why wouldn’t I think that. A month after we met, you were always like glaring at me.”
“God, Rye,” Riker sighed and shifted in his seat to face her.
The drink cart came flying through and smacked against her elbow. “Ow,” she yelped and grabbed her arm, tears rushing to her eyes.
“Are you okay?” Riker quickly leaned over to examine her arm for her. He turned his head to look at her face. His lips were inches from hers and she could smell his minty breath. He looked down at her elbow again before leaning back in his seat. “There’s a red mark, but there’s no blood.” He looked across the plane towards Rocky and Ross before he cleared his throat and sat back in his seat.
Ryelee glanced over at Rocky and saw that he was giving a glare in their direction. When he saw that she was looking, he gave her a smile. She turned back to Riker and asked, “What’s going on?”
He gave her a small smile, “Nothing.” He glanced around before asking, “Do you want to switch seats? You could look out the window and you won’t get banged up anymore.”
“Really,” her eyebrows rose and he nodded. They both stood and shuffled into the aisle. Ryelee gave him a smile as she slid into the seat he just left. He slid in beside her as she pulled out her blanket from her bag. She pulled it up to her chin and leaned against the side of the plane, looking out the window. “So, we have a truce right? At least for this vacation?”
“Yeah, truce,” Riker murmured.
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Riker changed the song on his phone and glanced over at Ryelee. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady. Her nose twitched and she shifted in her seat. His body tensed when she settled her head on his shoulder, curling up beside him.
He reached over and adjusted her blanket before looking down at his phone. He felt absolutely horrible when she accused him of hating her earlier. He could see why she thought that. Riker had tried to keep a distance from her when he knew that he had feelings for her and the best way to do that was to make snappy comments. They kept her at a distance and she wouldn’t notice how he really felt. Sometimes he slipped up and flirted with her, but she thought he had been faking it.
Riker had hoped that his feelings would have gone away after Rocky came to him and told him that he liked Ryelee too. Rocky was probably better for her anyways. He wanted to give Rocky a chance at a girl he liked, but it’s been years and he still hasn’t made a move either.
Maybe Riker was waiting for nothing because Rocky was over her. Maybe this trip would be his chance to tell Ryelee how he really feels. Whether she will believe him or not. He’d have to show her his true feelings for her. After how he treated her the last few years there’s no way he would believe her if he told her. She’d just think he was joking again.
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