David Dobrik Imagines

Fault - Angst

A/N: so a bitch was feeling in an angsty mood...I hope this is all coherent lol. Before reading this look up the song "Liar" by LEON and put that bitch on repeat.

"I have been in love with you from the first day we met."

David flinched at your words, eyes still on the floor given that he couldn't meet your eyes. Whether that was due to guilt or embarrassment you couldn't decipher but in the moment you didn't care at all about his feelings.

"At that party, I remember seeing you smile and it felt like my heart was struck with...pure ecstasy." You laugh, bitterly, mind actually drifting to that moment in time. You didn't have to dig far though—it was one of your most present memories, because you could never forget that feeling.

"I didn't push, I knew I couldn't because you were in a relationship and I never wanted to come in-between the two of you. So I sat back and ignored the feelings, suffocated them under our friendship to give myself some sort of relief from my constant racing heart." Sucking in a tight breath, Y/N leaned back against the brick wall, hands running up and down her face as tears began to find their way down her cheeks.

"But unfortunately that wasn't as affective as I thought it would be."

David couldn't help himself now, stare moving from the cement beneath them to her. There was a look in her eyes—absent being the word that came to his mind. Despite staring directly at him Y/N seemed to be a million miles away, maybe looking through him instead. The sight made his skin crawl and his stomach twist.

"We were spending every day together," She spoke, wiping at the tip of her nose and flushed cheeks, "Hours upon hours spent in each other's company I don't know how I expected not to fall for you."

David himself began to flashback to said hours. It was true, they were nearly connected at the hip with how often they were around each other. But what David saw as a mere close friend, Y/N was silently assuming..and wishing it was more.

"There was that time, at Scott's house when you fell asleep in my lap whilst you were editing," A smile curved the ends of her lips—but not reaching her eyes as they typically, "I sat there and just thought..'This could be us all the time,' y'know? We could have moments like this all the time if he—"

Her lips froze, words trailing off her tongue and dropping bluntly to the floor. The expression on her face bothered David; it was like an itch he just couldn't scratch, the way she looked. A bleariness that made every nerve ending within him flare and burn.

"I thought you liked me too after that." She continue, bringing David back to the surface. Blinking rapidly and shaking her head she cleared her throat, "I don't know why but I was convinced you felt something towards me, even if it was just a fraction for what I felt for you. I went on like that for months—under this wild illusion that every slight brush of the hand, every text message and soft smile..all meant something more."

She no longer seemed to be lost within her own thoughts anymore, emotion steadily returning to her face to create an expression of pure grief. Eyebrows folding and furrowing, bottom lip beginning to quiver and eyes reddening.

"I was so dumb."

David found himself stumbling forward at her last sentence, taking the words as though they were a personal insult.

"Y/N no—," hand stretched he reached to touch her shoulder but only managed to brush his fingertips over her coat. She looked at him with eyes wide.

"Yes..I was." He retracted his arm, allowing it to fall silently at his side as he waited. She crossed her arms over her chest and began to speak again, "When you told me..t-that the two of you had broken up, I'm sorry but I was happy. Hopeful even. I thought that now, now you had the chance to really see me, to act on your supposed feelings for me that I conjured up."