Charli and Dixie D'Amelio Oneshots ✓

Issues (Charli D'Amelio)

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⚠️This chapter contains mentions of attempted suicide.⚠️
Charli is 19.

Charli's View

This is the story of how my girlfriend almost took her life.

"You'll be fine." Dixie says opening the door.

Thomas smiles and walks to us.

"Welcome to the Hype House." Thomas says.

"It's definitely... big." Dixie says looking around.

"Yeah, yeah. Who's that?" I ask.

"Y/n? She's the first member." He asks.

"Is she single?" I ask.

"You are so horny." Dixie says.

"Yes." He says.

"So am I." I say walking to her.

"Hi." I say.

"Hello, love." Y/n says.

"Charli." I say.

"I'm Y/n." She says.

"Let's talk." I say holding her hand.

She nods her head and we go outside.

"What do you want to talk about?" She asks.

"How did you get abs?" I ask poking her stomach.

"Why are you looking at my abs?" Y/n asks.

"How could I not notice? You have nothing but a sports bra on the upper half of your body." I say.

"You were checking me out." She says.

"I'm not gonna deny it." I say.

She laughs and I smile. She puts her hands on my waist and I wrap my arms around her neck.

"You are so beautiful." She says.

She was perfect.

I blush and she kisses me.

"I don't know about you but I wanna cuddle." I say.

"Of course." She says.

I smile and she picks me up.

"Please put me down." I say as she carries me upstairs.

"No." Y/n says opening her room door.

I bite her neck and she moans.

"You don't know what you just started." She says putting me down.

I giggle and pull her on top of me.

Time Skip

"Y/n." Someone says.

The door opens and Larri comes in.

"Hey Charli." Larri says.

"Hi." I say.

"Do you mind?" Y/n asks.

"I was seeing if you wanted Starbucks." He says.

"I don't even like coffee." Y/n says.

We had our differences but I knew she loved me

I'm hurt.

"Charli?" He asks.

"How about Dunkin?" I ask.

"Fine." He says leaving.

"How do you not like coffee?" I ask.

"I'm a 10-year-old child in a 16-year-old's body." She says.