Vlog Squad {Dom DeAngelis}

Strange Love

~They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange~

Dom and I end up finishing Moana before going to sleep in my room. With his arms wrapped around me, I feel safe and loved. I start to wonder when I will be ready to completely trust him with my body.

The next morning, I wake really early. Dom is still sleeping. I go for a run and Postmates bagels on the way back. When I get back to my apartment, I arrive just before the Postmates guy. I get the bagels and pop them in the toaster. 

"Good morning." Dom yawns, walking into the kitchen.

I glance over at him. He's wearing a pair of sweatpants slung low on his hips with no shirt. "Good morning, pretty boy." I wrap my arms around his waist and squeeze him gently. He's so cute.

"You got bagels?" He asks, looking behind me.

"I sure did." I smile.

The bagels pop out and I slather cream cheese on mine. Dom does the same and we sit at the counter and eat.

"So you filmed with Kian and Jc yesterday," I comment.

"I did," Dom smirks. 

"You know, I only met Kian. And it was at the party when I was drunk." I roll my eyes.

"Do you want to meet Jc too?" Dom laughs; I nod. "I'm sure I can make that happen. Is today a filming day?"

"It's Wednesday, so no. David is probably finished editing, hopefully, and he'll just upload the video later tonight." I explain.

"Do you want to meet Kian and Jc today?" Dom smiles.

"Um, yes!" I exclaim, throwing my arms around him. "I won't be drunk this time." I smile.

"I'll text them. We can meet at Kian's place." Dom pulls out his phone and sends out some texts.

A few hours later after I've showered and gotten ready, Dom and I go to his place. He showers while I look around. His place is cute, in a boyish way. I hear the water stop and I go into his bedroom. He comes out in his underwear and a pair of jeans. He smirks at me before he goes into his closet and pulls on a gray T-shirt. He slips his feet into a pair of sneakers and I look down at my own outfit.

I wear black jeans and a black tank top with a flannel tied around my waist. I wear my Nike slides on my feet and carry my small black backpack.

"You look great." Dom kisses me on the forehead. 

"You look great," I reply, smiling.

"They'll meet us at Kian's place. Do you want to film?" Dom asks.

"I don't have my camera." I pout. 

"You can use mine," Dom says. "Under one condition: don't break it."

"Come on, babe, I work for David Dobrik. I'm not going to break your camera."

We head to Kian's place and I take a deep breath before we enter. I shouldn't be nervous, but I am. Meeting David for the first time was one thing; that was for business. Meeting two of my idols; that's another thing entirely.

Dom wraps an arm around me reassuringly before he rings the doorbell. Kian opens the door and smiles at me.

"Ally, we meet again." He grins.

"Hi, Kian." I smile, squeezing Dom's side. I'm so nervous.

We enter the apartment and I cling to Dom. Jc sits on the couch and we join him.