The DM.. | A Colby Brock fanfiction

I don't believe it

I get home and take Obe off his lead, as I flop onto my roughly made bed. I turn my phone on and look at Sam and Colby's channel. I click on their newest video and start watching it, and before I know it's dark out, so I have a shower, get into my pjs, and get into bed.

ding! I wake up and check the time. 8:00? wow. Who's texting me at this time? I check my phone and see it's an Instagram dm. I open it and immediately throw my phone. I facetime my best friend, Taylor, on my laptop.
"Hellooo!" She answers the phone wide awake.
"You will NOT believe it!"
"What is it?"
"Someone messaged me on Instagram."
"Who?!"
"Colby Brock."
"What?!"
"Yeah!"
"Answer it!"
"I will! What should I say?"
"I don't know, what did he say?"
"He just said Hey."
"Just say hey!"
"Ok."

Hey I reply. He sees it instantly.
I was wondering if you wanted to collab and be part of me and Sam's next YouTube video? I've seen some of your stuff, it's really cool.

"Taylor! He's asking if I want to collab with him and Sam!"
"No way!"
"I'm gonna answer!"

Yeah I'm down, depends when though He opens it instantly again.
We're going to the uk tomorrow? You're in LA, right?
Yeah, I'm in LA, and yeah we can go to the uk tomorrow
Sweet, do you wanna meet us at the airport? Do you have a way to get there?
No, I don't
We can pick you up, if you're okay with that?
Yeah sure, how long are we staying in the uk?
about a week
Yeah cool, where are we going?
It's a surprise, we don't usually tell our guests
Okay cool. Are we staying at the place for a week? Or..
We aren't staying there for the week, but we have a few places to go to. We're staying at a hotel. We'll pick you up tonight? What's your address?
***************
Okay, cool.
Cya
Cya

"I have to go pack! I'll see you later!"
"Bye-"

I grab my suitcase instantly. I pack everything I need for a week.

later that night.

I jump up from my chair, hearing a knocking at my door. I run to the door and look through the peep hole. That's him. I open the door and smile at him, he smiles back at me.
"Do you need any help with your stuff?" He says, gesturing to the mountain of bags I packed.
"Yes please." I laugh.
"Okay cool." He walks through the door and picks up the big suitcase and my pillow. I grab my backpack, and Obe.
"Who's this?" Colby looks down at him.
"Obe. He's a service dog."
"He's so cute."
"Obe, say hi." He sits and lifts his front paw Infront of his face.
"Oh my god that's so cute. Can I pat him?"
"Yeah, sure. Obe, sit." Colby crouches down to pat him.
"Okay, lets go." Colby says, getting back up. We get to the car and I see Sam standing near the trunk of the car. He opens the trunk and we put everything in it.
"Who's this?" Sam asks, looking down at Obe.
"My service dog, Obe, you can pat him if you want." I answer. Sam pats him then we all get in the car and head to the airport.