Plot Twist | David Dobrik

Chapter 7

By the time David and Natalie got to Warwicks, the club of choice for the night, everyone was already there and well on their way to a night they won't remember.

"Daddy's here!" Zane slurred and everyone let out laughs as Zane drunkenly placed a kiss on David's cheek.

David however, could only focused on Frankie who was dressed in a pair of pants and a tube top. It was simple but she looked amazing, at least that's what he thought.

"Hey, stranger!" Frankie said, tapping David on the shoulder which caused him to turn around. He decided to be bold and circle his arms around the girl's waist pulling her into a hug and not completely letting her go when she pulled back, his arm still loosely around her waist. David really wasn't that touchy of a person,

"Hey, stranger!" David exclaimed back, happy that Frankie seemed to have noticed him but the reality was Frankie was insecure around David. Not because she liked him but she felt like he was doing everything to exclude her. He didn't invite her to film bits when Matt and Zane were involved, he only ever came over when she wasn't home. It was either a strange coincidence or David just didn't like her. She was oblivious to the fact that David had in fact been trying his hardest to do the opposite.

David was stumped, on what to say next to the girl, and she could tell so she took the initiative to say

"Let's go get drinks?" She let out, she breathe fanning his neck and he debated whether or not he was going to tell her that he was, in fact, a designated driver for the night, as he was every night. He ultimately decided that with her smile and bright eyes, he didn't wanna crush the chances at the friendship she had been attempting to build with him.

"Yeah for sure" David let out before taking Frankie's hand in his, pulling her through the crowds of people and away from the table and towards the bar. Attempting to ignore the burning sensation where her hand was, and wondering if she felt it too.

"What do you want? I'm buying" Frankie stated and David rolled his eyes.

"No, I'm buying" he stressed back and Frankie rolled her eyes but didn't answer. David hand immediately went to the back of his phone, pulling out his card when he saw that Frankie's hand went to her back pocket to do the same.

Frankie watched as she leaned over the bar table, looking at the bartender who immediately noticed her, abandoning his drink and moving up to her. David refrained from rolling his eyes at the way the bartender quickly ran over to her like a puppy. At the same time, David couldn't blame him. If Frankie looked at him the way she looked at the bartender, trying to catch his attention, he would probably come running too.

"What can I get for you miss?" the bartender asked with a smile and Frankie looked over to him, batting her eyes before looking over to David then back to him.

"A vodka cranberry would be lovely," She said.

"And a vodka on the rocks please" David added, and the guy nodded, like clockwork both of them whipped out our cards, Frankies eyes narrowing as she stared me down. David took the time to look over to the bartender, who was staring at both of their cards, unsure about what to do.

"All her drinks are on me tonight"  David pushed, and Frankie rolled her eyes.

"All his drinks are on me tonight" she mimicked and  David shook his head, the guy still unsure how to react.

"I'm just trying to impress a pretty girl" David boldly pleaded, his mouth moving faster than his brain did.  He urged myself to not look at the girl, fearing embarrassment from her potential reaction. The bartender nodded his head before smiling meekly at David.

"So," Frankie said, her British accent coming through her words and David looked at her, the blush on his cheeks reaching his ears "I didn't know you thought I was pretty," She said shyly, not at all boastful but almost insecure.

"I mean yeah," David said, scratching the back of his head, completely nervous. At that moment, Frankie's already tipsy state realized that David was just this nervous boy, and maybe he didn't hate her after all.

While Frankie and David talked, getting to know each other through old anecdotes and alcohol in their systems, Natalie watched in admiration of her best friend. She was proud of him.

The minute she saw him pick up a drink and pass his credit card, she knew that she would be the designated driver tonight, and didn't mind if it meant that David would finally get to know another girl since his break up with Liza two years ago.

As the night progressed, David and Frankie got increasingly drunker, and everything seemed incredibly funny to them. On top of all that, with David and Frankie's drunken nature, the touchiness had increased a significant amount. Not in a crazy way, but it was more than usual for David.

"So Francesca" David slurred out, he wasn't the drunkest he's ever been but he was there. He had learned that Frankie's full name was Francesca Nash Stella and had been calling her her full name ever since.

"Dave, you're drunk" Frankie let out a bubbly laugh, clearly intoxicated as well.

"No I'm not," David complained and Frankie just laughed some more. She didn't know if it was because she was drunk or not but David seemed cute to her for the first time since she had met him. A part of her wanted to ask him to dance with her, but she knew she was playing a very dangerous game if all their friends were watching. She wasn't oblivious to the fact that David wasn't a drinker, so this was news, and even in her drunken state, she was conscious enough to know that if she and David were dancing in a club, it would get to her father incredibly fast.

But before anyone could suggest something, Natalie came in, circling her arm around Frankie.

"Nat! Hey!" Frankie greeted the girl and Natalie smiled, squeezing the shoulder of the British girl before looking over at David.

"We have to go, there's paparazzi," Natalie said and David rolled his eyes and nodded, paying the bill before getting up, his arm circling Frankie's shoulder as he led her outside.

It wasn't uncommon for paparazzi to find David and his friends, so when he made his way to the entrance of the club, he knew to keep his head down while Natalie guided them to his Tesla.

But when he got outside he didn't hear his name once, but all the cameras were going off, flashing bright, blinding lights. 

"Frankie! Frankie!"

"When are you going back on tour?"

"Have you officially moved to LA or are you going back to London?"

"Frankie can you confirm or deny a relationship with Harry Styles?"

Were all phrases being thrown at the Frankie, but definitely heard by the trio, but suddenly both Zane and Matt drunkenly found their way to the front and left sides of the girl, protecting her and her drunken state before they all piled into the Telsa.

"Holy shit, Frankie you're like famous famous" Matt said in awe, looking at Frankie who was sat on top of David in the front seat. Frankie, in her drunken state still felt embarrassed by the revelation in front of the full car. Sure, Frankie had a good following on social media, but she didn't act rich or famous, but rather quite the opposite.

In fact, despite just how humble she was, she was also kinda shocked that either no one in the vlog squad knew any of her music,  that they just didn't seem to care or refrained from telling her.

So instead, David saw Frankie's discomfort and took it upon himself to start playing Dancing Queen which got every vlog squad member, Frankie included, excited.