Charli and Dixie D'Amelio Oneshots #2 ✓

Slow Down (Dixie D'Amelio)

Dixie's View

"Ooh, she's cute. You should get her number." Charli says looking at the FBI agent.

"Shut up." I say.

Charli shrugs her shoulders and puts her phone in the bin. She puts something in the back of my shirt and pushes me.

There's a loud beep form the scanner and the girl quickly turns her head.

Now that I have captured your attention

I give Charli a death stare and she smiles.

"I'm gonna need to pat you down." The officer says walking to me.

I wanna steal you for a rhythm intervention

I nod my head and stand to the side.

Mr. TSA, I'm ready for inspection

"ID, please." She says.

I give my license to her and she looks at it.

"Alright, Miss D'Amelio. Let's get this over with." She says giving my license back.

She pats me down and stops when she touches my back. She stands behind me and stares at my back.

Sh-sh-show me how you make a first impression

Y/n's View

There's literally a pen in her shirt poking her back.

Dixie's View

I think Charli put a pen in my shirt because something is stabbing me in the back.

"You need to come with me." She says.

"Okay." I say.

I give Charli a look and she smiles. The officer takes me into a room and closes the door.

"Take your shirt off." She says.

"Woah, woah, woah. Dinner first, I don't even know your name." I say.

"My name is Y/n and you can act like there is nothing wrong. That pen is piercing your skin and you're gonna get ink poisoning." She says.

"Alright." I say taking my shirt off.

She puts a new pair of gloves on and slowly removes the pen. She cleans the wound and patches the wound.

"All done." She says taking the gloves off.

Damn, she really is cute.

"You don't want to finish searching me?" I ask.

"Miss D'Amelio, let's keep this professional." Y/n says holding her hands up.

"I'm an FBI agent, I could lose my job." She says showing me her badge.

"You sure about that?" I ask wrapping my arms around her neck.

Oh, oh
Can we take it nice and slow, slow?

"No." Y/n says.

Break it down and drop it low, low

I kiss her and she puts her hands on my waist.

5 minutes later...

"Tell anyone about this and I'll have you arrested." Y/n says as I put my shirt on.

"Too bad I wrote my name and number on your arm." I say.

Cause I just wanna party all night in the neon lights

"Get out." Y/n says pointing at the door.

I laugh and she kisses me before I leave.

'Til you can't let me go