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David's POV

"... Remember to tweet me at David Dobrik anything else to add Jason?" I turned towards my 46 year old friend.
His head lifted up and he looked directly into my camera.

"Alexa... Play Dancing Queen!" He said. I let out a hearty laugh as the old song blasted through the tiny speaker.       

You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine

The two of us got up and danced to the catchy song for a while until I put my camera down on the couch.

You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Dig in the dancing queen

However the song was still playing throughout the house. Suddenly Natalie walked out of the spare room and into the living room.

She gave me an unimpressed mum™ look. Although, without saying a word she into the kitchen shaking he head. The song ended and Natalie re-emerged from the kitchen with two bags of original Doritos and a salsa dip. She let out a sigh and walked back into spare room.

Me and Jason looked at each other before I picked up the remote and switched on Netflix.

............One hour later..........                                                   
                           
An hour had past before Jason decided it was time to leave and head home. Natalie had still not come out of her pit and I was starting to get worried.

I knocked onto the door bust when I get no answer I try to open the door. As I turn the handle I realize she's locked to door. Great. "NATALIE?" I call but again... I get no answer. I presses my ear up against the wood of the door and listen.

Loud sobs echoed into my ears from the spare room. Although it is technically her room. My heart broke for my best friend. I knock on the door again hoping this time she'll answer. "Natalie." I say softer this time.

I hear her say 'what do you want?' In return. It's soft and broken.

"Please open the door." I say

'I'm kind of busy right now David!' She said weakly. I sigh.

"Natalie open the door please otherwise I'll get my flame thrower and burn the door down." I threaten lightly. However I was far from joking.

The lock openes and I slid through the open door.

Natalie's eyes were bloodshot and tears were still rolling down her cheeks. She choked down a sob before she collapsed in a fit on tears in my arm. I carried her to the bed and layed down with her. I stroked her head while she cried, occasionally whispering things like:

It will be ok
Or
I've got you

After a while she calmed down do I spoke up. "What happened?" She sighed and sat up.

"Shawn called me and said that he didn't think it was going to work because I had never made an effort apparently." Tears leaked from her eyes once more.

"I mean I always made an effort he just never noticed. Too busy boning a hooker probably." She laughed weakly.

I pulled her back into my embrace and just held her.

"I'm sorry." I whispered to her. She sniffles but fell asleep a few minutes later.

Natalie really needed a break cause I work her too hard. But I'm David Dobrik so she wasn't going to get a normal holiday.

Soft snores left Natalie's petit frame. I smiled down at her before I placed her head on a pillow and walked out the room. The door closed behind me and I grabbed my laptop from off of the coffee table.

Time to search

not a normal holiday weekend ** Datalie Where stories live. Discover now