Charli and Dixie D'Amelio Oneshots ✓

Stuck With U (Dixie D'Amelio)

*This is a request.*

Y/n's View

"We're gonna be fine." Charli says as Max licks my arm.

"Yeah, Y/n has a gun." Dixie says as I rub his head.

"That is not true." I say looking at her parents.

"Yeah." Dixie says holding my arm up.

"I got noodle arms." I say.

"Y/n, how do we know nothing will happen?" Marc asks.

"The cabin is in something like a gated community. There's an office where you get your mail, report anything, and get help if you need it." I say.

They look at each other and nod their heads.

"Alright, but we need the address." Heidi says.

"I'll text it to you." Charli says.

"Okay, gotta go, bye." Dixie says pulling me outside.

"Jesus. You're pulling me like I'm your man." I say.

"You wish." She says blushing.

I do.

Time Skip

"Never have I ever had a crush on anyone in this car." Charli says.

The both look at me and I stay focused on the road.

"Y/n!" Charli says as Max licks Dixie's face.

"What?" I ask.

"Have you had a crush on one of us?" Dixie asks.

"Yes." I say.

"Who?" Dixie asks.

"Charli..." I say.

"Mhmm. Have you had a crush on Y/n?" Dixie says.

"No, what about you?" Charli asks.

"Yeah, in the 8th grade. It was stupid, because she had a girlfriend." Dixie says.

I didn't have a girlfriend in the 8th grade. I said that, because someone leaked messages between me and Charli. Charli had always known I liked Dixie and she hid it really well.

The messages were about my feelings for Dixie and she didn't talk to me after that. Until I told everyone I had a girlfriend back in Texas. I've never even been to Texas. I don't even know the fucking capital.

"Are you calling me stupid?" I ask.

"No, you're pretty smart." Dixie says.

"Aww." I say.

"We get it, Y/n is hot. We've all thought about that at one part." Charli says.

"You think Y/n is hot?" Dixie asks.

"Yeah, look at her." Charli says.

"Aww." I say.

Charli kisses my cheek and Dixie looked pissed. Charli was only doing this to make Dixie jealous.

Time Skip

"Y/n." Dixie says coming in the room.

She was about to yell at me. I get up and she takes me downstairs.

"You're a fucking player." She says.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"Is Charli garbage to you?" She asks.