Happy Accident // David Dobrik

8.Fuck This

SHE WAS NO ONE
TO ME
ON A TRAIN IN MAY
AND EVERYONE TO ME
UNDER THE STARS IN JUNE.

David's POV

I woke up. There was drops of crimson on the seat of my Tesla. I wiped my face and noticed that my nose had bled again in my sleep. I looked over at Dylan,  she was sleeping. A million emotions flooded my thoughts. I now cringe at the thought of being with her. it would be even be hard to be friends. I know want to keep things platonic or have nothing at all. I had a pulsing headache and my stomach hurt. I glanced over at Dylan again. She had a few, tiny, pigmented hickeys. I was sure I had a few myself. I cringed in regret.
She's just a kid. 17.
But was it really that bad? She'll be 18 in a few months. I just wish I knew sooner.
I really fucked up now. I shook her shoulder to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Do you have Advil, my head hurts." I explained.
She nodded her head yes and grabbed the pills out of her bag and handed them to me. I took two and handed the bottle back to her.
"Thanks." I said
There was a few seconds of silence before we spoke again.
"Hey I just wanna let you know that I was really drunk and I'm sorry if I did some stuff that wasn't okay. I didn't know that you were..." I hesitated, not wanting to mention the number "that young. But you know you should have told me right?" I continued.
"I know. I'm really sorry. I don't want this to make anything weird." She apologized
"Oh, okay." I didn't really know what to say. I wish she would have just said her age from the beginning so I wouldn't have tried to kiss her.
I glanced at her and it looked as if she was holding back tears. She looked so choked up, like she was in pain. Like I said before, it hurt seeing her hurt.
"You okay?" I asked
"Yep." She spat out, refusing to look at me.
"Dyl it's fine. I'm not mad anymore okay?" I said
"Why? It's not fine David I lied to you, and I put you in a situation you didn't need to be in. I'm so fucking stupid, and sorry." She said
"I know you're sorry and it's okay. It happened and we can't go back and change it so just let it go." I explained

Dylan's POV

I just sat there and didn't respond. I wish I hadn't even met him in the first place. But I also feel like if I didn't meet him then things wouldn't be right. I don't know.
"Fuck this." I spat out, breaking the silence.
"What?" He asked
"Just take me home. I don't wanna fucking do this." I said
"Do what?" He asked
I didn't answer. I couldn't. I was getting too choked up.
"Okay Dylan. You're clearly upset and I don't wanna make you sad. Please don't be sad, I want to be your friend after all this."  He explained
"I just can't help but feel this was all my fault." I said with a shaky voice.
"But it's not. I kissed you first and you wanted to tell me how old you were, you just never got the chance." He soothed
I didn't know what to say at this point. We just sat in an uncomfortable silence for a while. I played with my hair and tried not to think about anything.
"I have an I idea. You are gonna go to your place and take a shower, but after that, you're gonna pack a bag and we are gonna have a movie night with some of our friends. And you are gonna sleep on my couch. How's that sound?" He suggested
He managed to get a small smile out of me.
"I'd like that." I made eye contact with him, something I had refused to do all morning.
He smiled at me. I noticed a lot  about his smile. How it was slightly crooked and his tongue poked out a little bit.
He's cute.
I thought. A thought that I would try to erase.
"See it's not weird, we're still buddies." He said.
I laughed as he started his car and headed to my apartment. I could see him out of the corner of my eye. I think he's properly gorgeous. But in a friend way, I think.
We listened to music as we drove to my place. He vlogged me a little more too. We talked about our high school stories and laughed at each others experiences. It feels as if nothing awkward had happened between us at all. He was really good at making everything okay. He makes me so happy. But I don't wanna get hurt, or worse hurt him. That was the scary part of getting close to him. We eventually arrived at my apartment.
"I'll pick you up at like two or something okay? I'll text you." He said as I was getting out of his car.
"Sounds good." I smiled
"See ya soon." He waved
"See ya." I waved back as I shut the door. I walked into the elevator and made it to my floor, and into my apartment. I set my bag down and walked into my bathroom. I looked in the mirror. My hair was messy, my eyes were droopy. You could tell I had been drinking, I looked awful. I felt awful too, was hungover.
I stepped into the shower and let the hot water engulf me in thought. I'm happy that David didn't completely cut me off and still wants to be friends after this stupid mistake. I could imagine loosing him, he's a great guy. He's been so good to me.
I assessed the situation over and over again in my head. I tried not to over think anything. I stepped out on the shower and threw on an outfit. I sat on front of my mirror and did my make up. All I could think about was seeing him again and how I couldn't wait to make him laugh and hang out with him and Natalie.
My phone screen lit up. I smiled at my phone as it was David's name that appeared on it.

David: let me know when you want picked up. I'm on my way to get Jason, so I can pick you up now if you're ready.

Dylan: You can pick me up now.

David: okay cool, see ya soon lol.

I finished my make up and packed a bag, since I'd be sleeping at his house. I'm excited yet anxious. Lets hope for the best.

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A/N
Hiiiii. I know I suck at writing. I just feel like this book is a total flop and people love my other one so much more. I'm also hella stressed out cause of school. I promise to post soon. And I'm sorry for loosing my ability to write good stories. Love you all byyyyeeeee. 👋🏼💗