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My friend with depression, please don't do it. There's a reason you're here. Cry not cut. Write it out. Think of something that makes you happy, contact someone who makes you happy. Please don't leave this Earth yet. I know it's shitty but there's always something to make it less shittier.
Don't let them clear their names.
Noah Schnapp :
In which Dalilah gets hate and David finds out
3rd pov
Dalilah had finished her week's project and turned it in for review before she was hit with hate. The fans from the squad had been giving her hate for being close with David, though not all of them. Once the clip of them dancing went up it went down hill for her.
She had kept herself in her room all day, phone off. The comments, the dms, the tweets were all too much for her. It made it worse that she actually did like David and knowing they didn't want them together.
She was facing the wall and silently crying as the comments replayed in her head. shes not even pretty. why would he even touch her? She's so ugly. Liza was so much better. He deserves better. The 22 year old had been crying for what seemed like hours when someone knocked, "Dalia? You okay?" She quickly wiped her face and cleared her throat, "not feeling well." Her best friend seemed to buy it as she didn't question it and walked away.
The sad girl waited until she couldn't hear any commotion before going to the bathroom to shower. She got dressed in a random night set and brushed her hair before quietly going to the kitchen. She had made her a sandwich and grabbed some chips and went to go back to the fridge for some water when she bumped into someone. Her eyes met David's before she looked away and mumbled a small 'hi'. He seemed to figure something was wrong because the first thing he said was, "what's wrong?" Shaking her head she walked around him to the fridge, "nothing."
David scoffed and furrowed his brows, "Dalilah I know you, something's wrong." The younger girl, by a year, sighed, "it's nothing okay? Just... just drop it," she said lightly, David barely hearing the end. He took the water bottle and placed it near her plate before tilting her chin to look at him, "what's wrong? I'm not gonna drop it till you tell me."
Her eyes began to tear up again and she took a shakie breath and pulled away, closing her eyes. He watched as she seemed to take a few seconds before grabbing her food, "check your comments," she mumbled again before walking to her room.
The next day Dalilah was listening to sad music. Just to get the sadness out was her excuse. She had been in her room all day, knowing everyone was here. Natalie checked up on her and brought food but never asked questions. That's what she loved about her, she was always there but never asked questions knowing when she was ready to talk she'd talk.
About half way through the day her phone blinged and a YouTube notification popped up. She immediately clicked it as it was David's.
We need to talk...
Her heart dropped as he went on rant. "Look guys, I love all of you but spreading hate is terrible. No one should be hating on someone. If you guys actually love and support me you'd understand that I have the right to like and be with someone who isn't Liza. Daliliah's amazing, she's sweet, kind, beautiful- you should be sending positive things. I'm not saying we're together but if we were you shouldn't hate something that makes me happy you should support it."
Her eyes teared up and she smiled for the first time in two days. Fixing her hair she made her way to the commotion in the living room. Her eyes met David's, who was standing in the middle of the room planning a skit, and she ran to him throwing her arms around his neck making him wrap around her waist. A quiet 'thank you' left her lips making him squeeze gently. "Always."
That's when the Vlog Squad knew they had to get them together, and Natalie had a plan.
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