Assistance**David Dobrik

Chapter 12

***2 months later****
"Are you ready?" David asks peaking in my room as I'm frantically packing my makeup. "David if you ask me one more time!"I almost yell. "Well Corinne we are going to miss our flight!" He yells and I am taken back. I've never heard him yell at me before. "Don't yell at me David!" I yell back and shove my way out of my room and throw my stuff in the back of his car. "Do you not want to go or something!?" He asks angrily locking the door behind him and Elliot (his really shy new assistant) runs and sits in the backseat. "David of course I want to go, I'm just tired of you nagging me right now," I say and put my sunglasses on because tears are welling in my eyes. "Why are you fucking crying? You're the one that started it," he says coldly and I turn my body away from him. We are going to Chicago for a few weeks so I can meet his family on the little break I have between fall and spring semester. "Don't be a child David," I whisper and wipe my eyes. "Fuck it, I can't do anything right," he says and leans back in his seat. We get to the airport and I pull my newly blonde-silver hair into a messy ponytail and keep my sunglasses on. David is silent, I'm silent, and I kind of feel bad for Elliot but not bad enough to end the fight. We get on the plane and I immediately fall asleep because lately I've been so exhausted. I wake up and we are already in the air and immediately I feel sick. "David I need to go to the bathroom," I say and he and Elliot are getting up slowly. "No I'm gonna vomit hurry up!" I say and throw my sunglasses into David's chest and run to the bathroom. I throw up a few times in the small toilet and the room is spinning. I hear a knock and ignore it but it happens again and I unlock it and David rushes in. "Are you okay darling?" He asks and I shake my head and allow my tears to fall. He wets a rag and wipes my face for me. "Are you sick? Or just motion sick?" He asks and I vomit again. "I think it's just motion sickness," I say and he wipes my face again. He rubs my back and I finally feel like I can get back in my seat. He helps me back to the seat and we sit down and they bring me a ginger ale. "Do you need anything else?" Elliot asks and I shake my head and lay on David's shoulder. "I'm sorry for being so mean this morning," I mutter and David kisses my head to let me know he forgives me. I fall asleep again and as soon as I wake up again I feel sick. I rush to the bathroom and David and I repeat the same routine. "How much longer is this plane ride?" I ask desperately. "Only half an hour," he says stroking my hair. We get back to our seats and I check my phone and David has a picture of me sleeping with Beautiful by Bazzi playing in the background. "That's cute honey," I say and he smiles. "Yeah I was just admiring you as you sleep," he whispers and Elliot taps him to show him something. The plane lands after what seems like forever and I didn't even have the energy to do my makeup so I could look presentable. David takes both my carryon and his own because I'm so weak. We get outside of the gate and I feel sick again so I stand over a trash can but my stomach is completely empty. "Corinne I think you might be actually sick," David says and holds my hand. Ilya is waiting for us outside and he immediately comes to help David. "What's wrong?" Ilya asks me after pulling me into a hug. "She's been puking for the last four hours," Elliot says and David laughs. "Yeah I think she's really sick," David adds and Ilya helps me into the passengers seat. "We can stop and get some medicine," Ilya says and pulls out of the airport. We stop at a CVS and David runs in to get some pepto bismol and I take some of it as soon as he gets back. I convinced David that we should stay at his parents house, which he isn't excited about at all, so Ilya takes Elliot to the hotel room David got him and then we go to David's house. "Do I look okay? Do you have any gum Ilya?" I ask and David nods but it isn't convincing. Ilya hands me a mint and David's parents and siblings are already hugging him. "Mom, dad, this is Corinne," he says and I hug them. "But she's sick, so don't hug her for too long," David explains and his mom immediately checks to see if I have fever. "No fever, come inside," she says and ushers me in. "I'm feeling better now," I explain and she smiles. "David has talked very highly of you," his dad says and I feel my face turn red. "That's good to hear, he is great, you raised an amazing man," I say and they seem pleased. David walks in with all of our luggage and his little brother is helping. "David, I cleaned the guest room out for Corinne," his mom tells him and I can see the instant regret on David's face. "Thanks mom," he says anyways and walks upstairs. "So you are in college?" His dad asks me and I explain everything. David is a perfect mix between his parents and his little brother is just a mini version of him. It's so weird being in his childhood house because it's so un-American. Everything about David is American, and seeing what he grew up in is so weird because he doesn't reflect it at all. David finally comes downstairs and he catches his parents up on life since he literally almost never calls them. We are having dinner with his family tonight at a restaurant so David and I go upstairs to get ready. "Are you sure you're feeling better?" David asks and I nod. "Yeah I don't know what happened there," I reply and go to kiss his cheek. "Brush those teeth first," he laughs and I slap his arm playfully. I kiss him anyways and he is dramatic about it and I go take my shower. I get out and blow dry my hair and do my makeup and put on a nice pair of pants and a white shirt with heels. David puts on his normal black shirt and black pants and I just roll my eyes at him. "I want to take a cute picture tonight," I say and he frowns. "Is that your way of telling me you don't like my outfit?" He asks and I nod. He changes into a pair of jeans and a white button up and we are finally ready. We all pile into David's dads car that David bought him and head to an Italian restaurant that his mom loves. When we get there, his little sister takes our pictures at the entrance and we are seated at our table shortly after. "David doesn't bring many girls to meet us," his dad says unexpectedly. "Only the special ones right David?" I ask and he nods with a laugh. "Are you two thinking about marriage?" His mom asks and David almost spits out his drink. "I'm kidding," she says and the whole table is laughing except David and I. David's siblings are 12 and 14 years old and it's kind of weird because he has no idea how to act around them. "So I have exciting news," David says loudly to get everyone's attention. "I have been nominated for a Kid's Choice Award!" He announces and I gasp along with his siblings. "Is that a good thing?" Mr. Dobrik asks and his siblings yell yes in unison. "Congratulations baby," I say and kiss him until I realize I'm in front of his parents and pull away. I apologize and his dad is confused. "Do not apologize for loving my son, tonight we celebrate you and david, and David's accomplishments," he says and we all clink our glasses together that aren't even alcoholic. David seems genuinely happy as he talks about the Kid's Choice Awards with his family and tells his siblings they can come along. My heart swells with happiness, because seeing David happy makes me happy too.