Charli and Dixie D'Amelio Oneshots ✓

Rooftops (Dixie D'Amelio) #2

Rooftops (Dixie D'Amelio) #2: A Way Out

Charli's View

"Yesterday, Dixie D'Amelio told paparazzi that she was dating her neighbour, Y/n Y/l/n. This was moments before Y/n was arrested for running away from home." The news anchor says.

Dixie hated the word Y/n. It made her cry so I came up with a solution.

"Call Y—" I say.

"Her. Call her pineapple." I say.

"Okay." Dixie says.

Y/n's parents are supposed to keep her in jail until she's 19 which is stupid. They're still going to send her to conversion therapy in Arizona. They think she never had Tourette's Syndrome and that she's crazy. She's going to an asylum too.

"The neighbours gave us a pineapple." Dad says coming inside.

Dixie starts crying and rubs upstairs.

"What's wrong with pineapples?" Dad asks.

Y/n's View

"Does little Y/n hate being bothered?" Cassandra asks pulling on my ear.

"Does little Y/n hate being bothered? Is Y/n mad?" Liam asks pulling on my arm.

"Back the fuck up!" I say standing up.

She looks up at me and widens her eyes. I'm almost 6 feet tall, I look short because of the way I sit.

"I'm not your bitch. You're my bitch. Everyone in this room is my bitch. Do we understand each other?" I say.

"Y-yea." She says.

"Good." I say sitting back down.

Time Skip

"Follow the stick." Luke says.

"No." I say.

"You need to do it." Luke says.

"I'm not doing anything until I get to see Dixie. I know she's here." I say.

"Bring her in." He says into a walkie-talkie.

The door opens and Dixie comes in.

"Hi, baby." I say hugging her.

"I miss you." Dixie says.

"Me too." I say.

I look at her and she was crying.

"Stop." I say in a high-pitched voice.

She smiles and I kiss her cheek. We sit down and Luke holds the stick up. I sigh and Dixie holds my hand. I follow the stick and he looks at my eyes.

"Are you intoxicated?" Luke asks.

"What the fuck?" I ask.

"You're taking a breathalyzer test." He says.

"Bitch, I have been sober my whole life and I plan to keep it that way." I say.

"Now." He says.

"Oh my god." I say taking the breathalyzer from him.

I take the test and give it back to him.

"You're drunk." He says.

"I swear to fucking--" I say.

"Y/n." Dixie says.

"I want a refund!" I say.

"On what?" He asks.

"On everything fucking universe. Except for the D'Amelios." I say.