faking it » david dobrik

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"Just be honest with me," Corinna begged, wrapping her hand under my arm to keep me seated next to her. "Do you like David? Because if you don't, I have to recommend you to someone because you are an amazing actor."

"I..." I trailed off, glancing out the windows to see Todd, Jason and David completely wrapped up in filming something. "I don't know. I shouldn't."

"But you do?" Corinna stared at me until I finally broke and nodded. "I knew it!"

"Don't tell anyone, especially him," I warned her. "All he does is talk about how awful it is to pretend to be dating. Literally, for the past week, he has done nothing but complain about how if we have to kiss one more time he's going to shoot himself. He actually said that."

"He just wanted to see if you'd agree," she said matter of factly.

"What do you mean?" I frowned, popping another Goldfish into my mouth. It turns out Goldfish were a serious pregnancy craving, along with sweet peppers and Krispy Kreme donuts dipped in Nutella.

"He's testing you. He's trying to see if you'll agree that it sucks or if you'll say it's not that bad," she said like it was obvious, but it only made me more confused.

"Who would say it's not that bad when their partner just said they were about to blow their brains out?" I rolled my eyes at David's stupidity if Corinna was telling the truth. It made no sense and was a bad gauge.

"I don't know, but that's what he's doing. You should just say you don't hate it next time he says something."

"No, because then he'll think I did this on purpose."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Every now and then, I'll say something about money or his job or status or something and it's like he gets suspicious that I planned all this for a second," I tried to explain to the best of my abilities. I noticed it when we first started "dating". If I would say wow I'm glad you're rich, he would get almost antsy, as if he was questioning whether or not I was a gold digger who was playing him. We still hadn't gotten a paternity test, and since we weren't together when it happened, I was sure he had his doubts. "Which, obviously, I didn't. But sometimes, he acts like I planned to meet him at that party knowing I could get his money. I feel like if I act like I like dating him, he'll think it was my plan all along."

"Or," she laughed. "He'll think you like him, and then you can start dating."

"I don't think we're going to date," I chuckled, looking down at my stomach. I was officially eighteen weeks along and the baby was the size of an artichoke. "He doesn't feel that way about me, and that's fine. He just sees me as a business deal. No girl is going to mind if he has a kid because he's David Dobrik, and I'm going to die alone because men don't want anyone's sloppy seconds. Our kid is going to think David's way cooler than me because I'm going to be the one disciplining them. No one's going to love me in the end. That's just the way it goes. I've accepted it."

"That's kind of dark," Corinna laid her head on my shoulder. "I'll love you in the end."

"You're the sweetest, Rin," I grinned, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Seriously, you're the best. If it's a girl, we're naming it after you."

"Oh, David would never," she joked just as the three boys walked in. "Let me know how it goes, but don't tell me if you're going to surprise us!"

"We're surprising you," David chucked me my big jacket that I wore when we had to leave the house to hide the fact that I was mildly pregnant. "I wouldn't miss the footage for the world."

"We know you wouldn't, you little dick," Jason laughed his little Jason laugh.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," I nodded, sliding the jacket on and zipping it over my bump. "I'll see you guys later. Pray for me."

"That it's a boy or a girl?" Todd asked and I shrugged. 

"Just a general prayer."

"Have fun!" Jason waved us off. I was getting antsier and antsier as it drew nearer to our appointment, and now that Corinna wasn't here to distract me with her useless but fun babble, my stomach was turning.

It wasn't that I necessarily wanted a boy or a girl, but knowing the gender of our baby made it even more real. Of course, I always knew there was a baby in my stomach, but having a gender meant we could officially paint the nursery and register baby clothes and it was too much.

David, on the other hand, wanted a boy.

"Are you excited?" he asked me halfway to the doctors office.

"I don't know," I nervously laughed, placing a hand on my tummy. "I'm getting anxious. I want to know, but... I don't know. I feel like it's going to change things."

"What do you mean?" he tilted his head towards me, his eyes drifting off the road (thanks, Elon Musk).

"I don't know. I mean obviously I'm not in denial that we're having a baby, but knowing a gender means we can start thinking of names and planning the nursery and it's just a lot," I chuckled to ease the awkward tension that was forming. "Maybe I'm just being dumb."

"We're having a fucking baby, Sloane," he giggled, placing his hand on top of mine on my stomach. "God, I'm excited. There is going to be a tiny baby and it's going to be ours and we are going to be the thing it loves most in the world for a long time. I can't wait."

"You might drop it," I joked. "Then they'll like me more."

"I'm not going to drop it," he said decisively. "I realized that I carry my camera around all the time and I rarely every drop it."

"A camera and a baby are two very different things."

"Don't make me nervous," he lightly nudged me, putting the car into park when we reached the office.

We sat in the waiting room for nearly fifteen minutes. My legs were heavily shaking the entire time and David was nervously fiddling with his fingers, something I rarely ever saw him do. I think my own speech about being nervous to know the gender had gotten to his head.

We got called back. The appointment went as planned. I was a healthy woman carrying a healthy baby, and in an envelope held our entire future.

David waited until we were in the car and then turned on the camera to open the letter. We skimmed through the confusing part until we reached the gender, and we both sucked in a deep breath.

"It's a boy!"

ummm i realized i didnt have a gender reveal in my plans so i wrote this!! its a boy :)))))))))))))))))

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