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"I don't think your girlfriend likes me."

It was something I never expected to hear about me. Besides my slight jealousy spell over Kendall Jenner (which, in my opinion, was completely understandable. Have you seen her?), I wasn't one for jealousy. Whoever my partner was, I was dating them for a reason. I trusted them enough to not question things unless I saw obvious and undeniable signs of cheating.

You could go as far as to say that David sleeping in Corinna's bed while we weren't together could've been a red flag, a reason why I would watch over those two a little more closely. Honestly, I didn't care. David was a big boy, and a terrible person to sleep in the same bed with. I was sure Corinna wasn't enjoying it, and David was pretty devastated at that point, so... nothing going on.

That's why I was so shocked to hear those words coming out of Corinna's mouth. We were at a small party at David's house, and I was sitting alone at the island, staring out into the group. I liked to give David his space at parties, partly because I knew he wanted footage that I couldn't give him, and also because they were his friends before I even knew him. If I let him choose, he'd stay with me the whole time, and I didn't want to be the reason his vlog was shitty. Anyways, that's besides the point. I was alone, and staring off into space, when I saw (and heard) the words come from Corinna's mouth.

David looked at her and laughed, his eyes trailing across the room to where I saw sitting, staring at them. In my defense, I wasn't looking at them intentionally, and I just had a resting bitch face. It wasn't like I was death staring them on purpose. Plus, Corinna and David were both really pretty. David's eyebrows raised when we made eye contact, and I covered my cheeks with my hands to hide my blush. He waved me over, and I shook my head. He rolled his eyes, waving a little more aggressively, so I sighed and slowly made my way towards the two sitting on the couch together.

"Yes?" I asked a bit sarcastically, and David confidently patted the spot next to him. I huffed, sitting down, not ready for whatever words were about to come out of his mouth.

"Can you tell Corinna the reason you were staring at her is because you want to be scissor sisters with her, and not because you hate her?"

I had to laugh at his phrasing, but I was still mad at him for telling her at all. I joked, "David watches one girl on girl porn and thinks he knows his shit."

"We talkin' about lesbian porn over here?" it was Zane who said that, sitting himself down on the coffee table in front of the three of us. "I'm all ears, baby."

"For the record, I've seen more than one girl on girl porn, and none of them have ever used the phrase scissor sisters," David pointed out, as if his exploitation of lesbians and his knowledge of girl on girl porn was going to wow me. "I found that in the tumblr tag."

"What do you do, search lesbians, you weird bitch?" I giggled, scooting a few inches away from him to make a point. "Is that why you're dating me?"

"I didn't even know you were bi until a few weeks ago, dumbass," he retorted, which was true, but I could still give him hell. It was what I did best.

"Mhm, sure," I replied, pretending like he actually hurt my feelings. As a trained, Oscar winning actress, I knew I had him fooled.

Corinna and Zane got lost in a conversation about he-who-shall-not-be-named (Todd), and David leaned over to ask, "Hey, are you actually mad? I'm sorry that I exploited your people and jerked off to them."

The sweet, innocent smile was on his face was almost enough to make me break. Almost. I put on a face that made it look like I was lying, and I said, "I'm fine."

"Gen," David groaned, leaning towards me to try and give me a kiss. I dodged it easily, raising my eyebrows when he just stared back at me, still too far in my personal space. "Why are you mad?"

"I'm not," I replied, crossing my arms and looking out to the other people in the party. "Go film Heath and Mariah. They look like they want to be on camera."

David sighed in defeat and stood, allowing Zane to slide into his empty space. "Were you actually mad at him?"

"Oh, no!" I laughed at the idea of genuinely picking apart David's taste in porn. I almost thought it was funny that we probably had masturbated to the same one before. "I just like to keep him on his toes. Plus, I'm gonna sound like an asshole, but he won't film shit if I'm sitting here being nice to him, and then he'll complain to me about his vlog is too short Monday night."

"Makes sense," Zane said, and Corinna nodded in agreement. "So, Genevieve, what do you think about David?"

"What do you mean, what do I think about him? We're dating. I love him."

"He really likes you," Corinna told me. "Like, really likes you. Are you positive you won't move on in a few months?"

"Jeez, why am I being interrogated?" I deflected the question with ease, but they didn't let it go with ease. Their intense stares let me know that there was no way I was getting around answering their question. I sighed and said, "I don't know how to explain it."

"Try."

"Let me just put it this way," I finally decided on the wording I would use that would make the most sense. "If I don't end up with David, I probably won't end up with anyone. He is, without a doubt, the perfect person for me. I can't think of anyone who I can stand like I can stand David. Even when he's being annoying, he's not annoying. I love him, no matter what. So, uh, yeah. That's all I guess."

I knew I answered correctly based on the look Corinna and Zane shared. I also knew based on the feeling I felt when I said it.

The party winded down past midnight, and I was getting ready to go when David grabbed my arm to stop me. He asked, with a hurt look on his face, "Are you not staying here tonight?"

"No, I'm going home."

"Am I coming with you?"

"No, David," I laughed, placing a quick kiss on his lips. I winked after I said, "I gotta let you miss me a little, don't I? Call me when you do."

I was only halfway to my car when my phone rang.

"I miss you."




perhaps i stan ! xoxo abby

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