Cherish // A Devon_Mines x Duljuice FF

Chapter One

-=Dul's POV=-

 My long brown hair reached all the way down my back as the wind pressed against my face. I shouldn't feel this nervous about meeting my long term friends, but for some reason I can't keep my hands from shaking. I'm supposed to meet up with Julio and Devon here at VidCon at the fountain.

"Dul!" I heard someone yell, I'd know that voice anywhere.

"Devon!" I yelled back as he ran towards me and hugged me tightly.

Julio awkwardly jogged up to us, "Devon, um, you can let go now." Devon let go almost instantly, a small blush forming on his tan face. He almost looks cute like that.

"Uh hey, I have to go to a small meet-up with fans i'll be back in like 30." Julio said with a sigh.

"What? You just got here!" I said slightly annoyed.

He sped away and left Devon and I alone standing in front of the fountain awkwardly.

"Can you believe that guy? Leaving his friends in the dust, he smells too." I say to Devon.

"Yeah, it's not like we have some contagious disease." Devon says as an adorable smile grows on his face.

"Wanna go to the cafe?" he asks.

"Sure!" I say happily as we walk to the nearest cafe which was across the street from the VidCon building.

Devon snatched my owl hat and sprinted into the cafe, why are his damned legs so long?! By the time I finally got into the cafe I was panting, I looked up only to see Devon at a booth with a rose in between his lips and my hat slanted on his head.

"At least wear it right you loser!" I scolded as I grabbed my hat off his head.

He laughed and handed me a coffee cup, "Took you long enough."

I scoffed and took small sips of my coffee. Awful. I didn't like coffee, but I just wanted to make Devon happy. For some reason I felt like I'd known Devon for ages. Not because the fact that i've known him for awhile, but like he understands me. I feel like in the short time we've actually talked face to face we developed a bond.I checked the time on my phone. It's been well over an hour since we left the fountain.

Wait, where were we supposed to meet Julio again? Where are we staying? Why did the idiot leave us, we don't even know our way around this part of California. Devon's phone buzzed and i knew exactly who it was.

-=Devon's POV=-

I looked down at my phone to see a text Julio.

Text ; I'm at the fountain, where are you?

Reply ; We'll be at the hotel in a bit, meet us there

I stand up and place my phone in my back pocket, "We need to meet Julio at the hotel, leggo."

I leave a tip despite Dul's protests, we walk out with her grumbling profanities under her breath. I laugh as her nose crinkles in distaste.

"What's the big deal? Fight me, punk." She looks up at me and strikes a defensive pose.

She swings her fist at me playfully and slips on the curb. I catch her in my arms and looked down at her face which was filled with shock. I firmly gripped her hand and pulled her back up onto the curb.

"Thanks." She said quietly, "You can let go of my hand now."

I look down at our hands intertwined, "I'd rather not, my trust in you is wavering right now."

"Whatever." She said playfully and squeezed my hand.

 I blush, I didn't expect her to go along with it so casually. If anyone were to walk by they would think we were a real couple, and I'm not too against that.

 Wait. What.

 We walked all the way to the hotel hand in hand like that.

 -=Dul's POV=-

 When we got to the hotel he let go of my hand and we walked up to his hotel room and walked inside to find Julio spinning Thomas on an office chair.

 "Holy shit you guys are nerds." I say as i plop down onto the floor.

 Devon runs towards Julio and practically shoves Thomas off the chair.

 "C'mon Julio, make me dizzy." Devon said acting like a five year old in a candy store.

 Thomas sat down on the floor next to me, "Hey i'm Thomas."

 "Dul." I said and we shook hands.

 I turned my focus back to Devon and my heart began to flutter. Why do I feel this way? I feel something touch my hand, I look back to see Thomas putting his hand over mine. My hands become sweaty, I've never really been in a situation like this. Where a guy who is insanely attractive is getting spun in an office chair by a guy who smells like pink lemonade, then of course the fact pink lemonade guy's best friend starts holding my hand. I guess my hand is cheating on Devon's.

 It's kind of sweet, like how we would act if we were in elementary school. I nervously stroked his knuckles with my thumb. I looked up from our joined hands to see him smiling at me.

 Our staring contest of the sorts was broken by Devon loudly yelling "Nope, I'm still not feeling it."

 "Thomas come help me with Devon!" Julio said.

 Thomas reluctantly let go of my hand and went to spin Devon faster from the bottom. I could swear Devon was..smirking?

 While they were focused on spinning Devon I decided it was time to leave because it was getting pretty late so I snuck back to my room across the hall.

-=FINsgraphics=-

FACT: BOTH OF US ARE SHITTY WRITERS