Diza Oneshots

I Can't Believe You

Just fair warning, there is some mature language near the end, nothing to harsh though.

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David's P.O.V.

I miss Liza so much. She's in Australia for Vidcon, which I wasn't able to go to because of my travel privileges being revoked. I've been trying to reach her for over half an hour now, and I'm getting worried. I hope that her phones dead. After trying to call her again, I decide to call Gabbie, who went with her.

It rings three times before she picks up. "Gabbie! Hey, where's Liza, I can't reach her."

"Oh... um..." I call hear the pity in her voice.

"Gabbie?! Why isn't my girlfriend answering my calls!" I'm becoming really worried. I just wish that I could be there with her.

"David, how do I tell you this. Liza's, Liza's in prison." I'm speechless, my Liza? The one with the cleanest record out there?

"Are you sure? What happened? This better not be a prank! I'm getting on a flight right now, I don't care if I can't get back in the country, I need my girlfriend!"

"David, wait, stay where you are, let me explain. She was walking to my performance, and the police stopped her. They brought her in for questioning, they confiscated everything on her. I'm at the station, but they won't give me any information. I'm sorry, David. This is all I know." I take a minute to let it sink in before speaking again.

"Ok, do you know if they'll keep her there, or if they'll bring her to America again?"

"I wish I knew David, but I they won't tell me anything. I don't even know why she's here. But I do know that you-"

"JUST GOT PRANKED!" I hear Liza's voice and Gabbie in the background losing it. "I'm fine, I just needed some content, baby."

"Bye, Liza." I hang up, she got me so worked up over content, sometimes I wish we weren't Social Influencers, and that we were just lovers. I hear my phone ring, and I don't look at it, I know who it is, but I just can't bare to talk to her right now. All night, I hear my phone going off from texts from her, and after a while I turn it on silent and just sit there, in silence. 

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Next morning

Ding Dong! It must be Jason, we need to record our Podcast. I grudgingly get out of bed, and smooth down my hair. I walk over to the door and open it. "Hey Dav- are you ok?" Jason asks me, his paternal instincts kicking in.

"Yea, yea, I'm fine don't worry about me." I tell him, allowing him to walk in my house.

"No, you're not fine, I can tell somethings up." 

"Jason! I'm fine!" I tell him, giving him the finger. I immediately regret it though. "Sorry I snapped, I'm just tired."

"Do you not want to do the podcast, we can do it later."

"No, lets do it, come on." I tell him, leading him to my movie room where we record.

"What's up guys, welcome back to Views, the podcast where Jason tries to tell his kids that he truly loves them."

"Umm, Charlie, Wyatt, um, I can't do it." Jason says, keeping up the joke.

Bring!  "Jason! Turn off your phone!" I yell at him, knowing it's my phone.