Clickbait, baby (david dobrik)

chapter twenty;

"Ugh!" I say slamming the door behind me as I walk into David's house.

"Baby?" I heard David ask from down the hall. I start pacing through his living room going over what just happened at the studio. "Car, are you okay?"

"I don't know who Liza Koshy thinks she is, but if she thinks that she's beating me out of this audition, she's crazy!" I yell, continuing to pace the room.

David slowly makes his way to me, confused. He puts his hands on my shoulders and I stop pacing and look him in the eye. "What happened?" He asked calmly.

I started telling him about the whole thing and he just nods and listens as I rant on and on. "I can't believe the odds of her auditioning for the same spot as you."

"Me either," I said, slumping down on the couch, head in my hands.

David sits down on the couch with me and wraps his arm around my waist. He kisses the top of my head and pulls me into him. "Forget her. You're going to kill that audition, I know you will. You're amazing." He said softly to me.

I feel a single tear go down my face as I look up to my wonderful boyfriend. "No," I said. "You're amazing."

He smiled and he leaned in and kissed me sweetly. We pulled away after just a moment and I caught his eyes, and suddenly all I felt was guilt. I had sex with Heath and I lied to David about it. It was before we were together, but we agreed no more lies. So, I should come clean... right?

I opened my mouth to speak, and took a breath... and then David's phone rang.

He sighed and leaned over to the coffee table to see it. It was Zane. My heart dropped. What are the chances that right as I'm thinking about what happened with Heath, that Zane calls?!

"Hello?" David said, putting the phone on speaker.

"Hey! Are you will Car?" He asked.

"He is," I spoke, hoping and praying that he wasn't calling for the reason I think he was.

"Okay, have you guys been on Instagram in the past couple of hours?" He asked.

"No," I said, confused, looking over at David.

David, equally as confused, looked at me and said, "No, why?"

"Go look at Liza's." He said, and then he hung up.

Now my stomach was twisting in knots for a whole new reason. What could she have posted?

We go to her instagram and the newest photo is her posed on the dance studio's floor. It wasn't the picture that was shocking. It was the caption. It read:

"Dance is the only thing I have left. I lost my love because someone took it from me, and now that same person may be also trying to take dance away from me. But I won't give up. I'm going to keep pushing. #keeppushing"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What does this mean?"

David sighs and throws his phone on the coffee table. "It means that now we are going to have a lot of bad press to deal with," he said, running his hands over his face as he leaned back on the couch. "Why is she doing this?"

I sighed and leaned on his shoulder. "She loved you. Can't say I blame her." I say.

He smiled softly as he leaned down to kiss my cheek. "I don't deserve you," He said.

I looked up to him, feeling an aching guilt in my heart, and said, "Neither do I."

In the next few hours, #keeppushing was the number one trending topic on Instagram and twitter and everyone thought that I was a home wrecker.

People were tweeting me and commenting on posts of me and David.

"Carlie is such a fucking slut"

"I can't believe that Carlie took David from Liza"

"I love Carlie! Or I did.."

"David wtf Liza is so much prettier and funnier"

I continued to scroll through the hashtags and comments. David was on the phone with his manger, asking for advice on how to handle this. Needless to say, he is pissed at Liza.

"Dude, I can't just do nothing! The whole fan base is reacting to this." David yelled.

I looked over to him, leaning over onto the counter, stressing. I took a deep breath and looked back at my phone.

This is all my fault.

I took deep breaths trying to calm myself down. David continued to yell and my phone continued to light up with notifications.

My throat grew tighter and tighter until I finally screamed and stood up, throwing my phone into the wall and shattering it around the room.

David's yelling stopped as he looked over to me, about to burst into tears.

"I've gotta go," David said quickly getting off the phone and walking over to me, but I shake my head and start to walk away. "Hey," He said.

I kept walking towards the door. David grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him. "David, I just-" I began flustered. "I need some air."

But I didn't move. I looked up into his eyes, waiting for his response. He slowly released the grip he had on my wrist and and I walked out. I went to my car and just sat behind the wheel for a good five minutes before finally driving off.

I drove for a while, rolling all the windows down and enjoying the fresh air. The next thing I know, it had been two hours and I didn't really feel that much better. But I wasn't so hostile anymore, so I decided to head back to David's.

I open the door and as soon as I do I hear "car?" And I see David appear in the doorway. "Oh thank God." He said and embraced me in a tight hug and I held onto him tightly, feeling better instantly.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too," he whispered back. "Please don't walk out on me again.."

"I won't.." I promised, still tight in his embrace.

He kissed my neck quickly and continued to embrace me. After a few minutes, we pulled away and sat back down on the couch. "So, what do we do?" I asked.

"Well.." He said. "Let's take a picture."

"What?" I said, furrowing my brow because I was completely and utterly lost.

"Just trust me okay. Let's take a picture."

"Alright.." I said skeptically.

We took a photo with me cuddled into his neck and smiling while he looked down at me smiling.

"Now what?" I asked.

"Just wait," He said as he typed on his phone. After a few minutes, he handed me his phone. "Here."

I took the phone and saw that he had made an Instagram post out of the picture.

The caption said, "you guys see this girl? I love her. She's beautiful. She's incredibly talented. She's hilarious. She makes me happier and happier every single day. And you know what? I chose her. I chose her two months ago, I chose her today, and I'll choose her tomorrow. Thank you for being in my life, baby. #keeppushing"

There were already comments.

"Now that's how you treat a woman!!"

"Carlie is lucky af"

"I still don't like Carlie"

"I'm glad that you two are happy!!"

"Fuck Liza and her IG post"

"Ooooo hit Liza with her own fricking hashtag"

"David.." I said, looking over at him grinning.

"I know, I know," he said, smirking and waving me off. "I'm the best."

"Oh shut up."