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dobrik: Hiiii

dobrik: Wanna hang out today

dobrik: I have plans after three but we can do something until then

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2 Missed Calls from dobrik

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dobrik: Hey

dobrik: Im on my way to my other plans so I guess we aren't hanging out today

dobrik: Maybe you could come over tonight if you want

dobrik: I hope youre okay I'll stop texting you now

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dobrik: Hey??

dobrik: Havent talked to you in two days thats the longest we've ever gone without talking

dobrik: I'm coming over unless you specify otherwise

me: don't

dobrik: Omg Genevieve I thought you were dead

dobrik: Why can't I come over???

me: because i don't want you to

dobrik: Why

dobrik: What's wrong

me: why don't you ask kendall to hang out

me: seems like you two are real close !

dobrik: Oh my god

dobrik: Im coming over

dobrik: Be there in five minutes

me: no don't! just hang out with kendall she seems really lovable and popular

dobrik: U are so dramatic

dobrik: U should be an actress

me: ha ha funny

me: please dont let me stop u from hanging out with ur dream girl

me: im not letting you in my apartment

me: so good luck with that

dobrik: Dont worry sweetheart u dont have to!!!

dobrik: Suzy already did

I rolled my eyes, tossing my phone into my bed and gently massaging my temples in an attempt to calm myself down. I mean, it wasn't like I stayed up half the night with Suzy complaining about how David would never fully enjoy my presence because I didn't want to be on camera often—oh wait. I did. I stood from my spot and pulled a blanket over my shoulders to keep myself warm, already hearing the small talk of Suzy and David which I didn't want to hear.

I opened my bedroom door and made eye contact with a devious looking David, not saying anything and turning around to head back to my bed, leaving the door wide open. I probably looked crazy and like a hermit, but I didn't really care. If David didn't love me at my worst, he didn't deserve me at my best.

David took the hint and followed me into my room, shutting the door behind himself. He said, "You know, you sort of have a jealousy problem."

"Mhm," I replied, rolling my eyes and pulling the blanket up to my nose to hide my face. "I told you not to come here."

"I knew you were just bluffing."

"I wasn't," I groaned. "Please leave. I don't want you here."

"Why?" he asked in confusion. "Because I hang out with other girls? Newsflash, Parker, half the world population is made up of girls. I'm bound to have one or two girl friends."