The king of youtube. But where's his queen?
• David Dobrik fanfic
• Mature content (Language/sexual content)
• Lots and lots of sarcasm
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"Oh shit I'm running late." I mumble before grabbing my purse off the bed and looking at my outfit one last time in the mirror.
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"Bitch." I heard the voice coming from my doorway as my eyes dart from the mirror.
"Bitch." I reply seeing Amanda, Olivia and Emma standing there. I smile and shake my head.
"You look badass." Olivia says.
"Badass enough for a David Dobrik party?" I spin around and wink at them.
"Fuck yeah." Emma says. "I'm so jealous."
"Don't be." I laugh. "I'm helping set up." I roll my eyes.
"Didn't you offer to do it though?" Emma crosses her arms.
"Busted." I fluff my hair in the mirror and look at them. "Well, I should probably go."
"You're already late." Amanda says.
"Thanks Amanda!!" I push her shoulder and she laughs. The three of them head to Emma's room.
"Wish me luck!" I call out to them as I go down the stairs.
"Good luck!" They all say at the same time, before I head out the door.
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"Hey!" Natalie opens the front door and greets me with a hug.
"Hi!" I hug her back and it's warm.
"I'm so glad you offered to help." She says as I follows her into the house.
"Is there anyone else here?" I ask, looking around the living room.
"David's other assistant, Taylor, she's at the store with Jason." Natalie replies. "That's pretty much everyone though."
"That's it?" I widen my eyes. "Girl you're going to need some help."
"For sure, that's why I was so relieved when you offered." She says.
I set my purse down on the island and clap my hands together.
"What can I do?"
"Okay if you want to hang these streamers from the ceiling in the entryway." She hands me a couple packages of gold streamers. "Like really hang them close together so it's hard to see through them."
