Fifth Harmony Imagines

D.J.H.: Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day! I love ya.

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Your P.O.V.

Valentine's Day.

The day where your crush/significant other was supposed to do something amazing for you to portray their love.

It was also the day where single people lay in bed all day eating ice cream while watching Netflix.

But me? Neither.

I got a girlfriend who made out with someone else last night, and completely forgot about it being Valentine's Day.

Lucky me, right?

"Don't fucking touch me." I yanked my arm from her, leaning against the wall.

I felt like someone stabbed me in the chest repeatedly. "Y/N, I'm-"

Laughing, I wiped my face, shaking my head. "Save it, Dinah. Your bullshit apologies mean nothing, so don't even bother." I spat, running my hands through my hair.

She looked defeated, her brown eyes filled with hurt and guilt. She walked towards me, reaching out. How could she do this to me? Did our relationship mean nothing to her? "Please. Just-just let me explain. I-"

I took a deep breath. I had to do this. "Get out."

She stopped moving completely, falling to her knees. "No, no. You don't mean that-"

I pointed to the door, anger suddenly replacing the sadness. "Get. Out. Now!"

Tears were now streaming down Dinah's face, her hands clutching her chest. "I...I'm sorry." She whispered, before running out of the apartment. I sank to the floor, sobs wracking my body.

I was shattered.

"Y/N? Y/N, babe, where are-Oh my god." Lauren ran over to my curled up body, taking me in her arms.

I'd been crying for hours now, my heart utterly shredded. I felt empty.

The sun had come up, the argument taking place in the early hours of the morning. "What happened? Did someone hurt you? I swear to god, I'll kill them. Just tell me who it was." Balling my hands in her shirt, I cried harder.

The fact that Dinah's best friends were mine too made the situation even more fucked up. I didn't want anyone to pick sides. "D-Dinah." I whimpered, coughing at my lack of oxygen.

Lauren tensed, her grip tightening around me. "D...you're gonna get your ass kicked." I smiled weakly at her protectiveness, resting my head on her shoulder.

The sobbing had somewhat subsided a few minutes later, reducing to constant sniffles and less tears. "Come on, chicka. Let's get you to bed." I nodded, allowing her to pick me up and carry me to bed.

Lauren settled me in, pulling the blankets up to my chest. "Thank you, Lolo." I said, giving her hand a squeeze.

She nodded, kissing my forehead. "Anything for you, Y/N/N. I have something to take care of, but get some rest, okay?"

I sighed, shaking my head. "Leave her alone for now, Lauren. I got it."

She pursed her lips, before silently agreeing. "See you later, babe."

It's been 8 hours since I last saw Dinah, and every minute I die a little more. The girls came over, spending time with me since then, and I'm grateful for that, but nothing can fill this void in my heart.

Only Dinah could do that.

"Y/N, come on. You have to get out of this damn bed."

I groaned, pouting. "No. I don't wanna. Everything sucks."

Normani rolled her eyes yanking the blankets off my legs. "No!" I whined, hugging my knees to my chest.

"Yes." Camila and Ally each grabbed an arm, pulling me to my feet.

"If I go will you stop bothering me about it?" They all nodded, smiling happily. Damn their cute pouty faces. "Fine, fine. Let go." Ally and Camila released my limbs, pushing me towards the door.

"Yay!" They cheered happily, as I shut the door behind me, flipping them off.

Trudging into the bathroom, I stripped, stepping into the shower. The temperature burned my skin, but it didn't compare to the pain I felt inside. Without Dinah I honestly felt like complete shit. She's my happiness.

After cleaning up as best I could, I got out, drying off. Clothes were set out on the counter already, so I put them on carelessly. But when I saw the shirt, I couldn't stop the tear that fell from my eye.

It was Dinah's favorite pullover.

She let me have it, to wear whenever I wanted to. It had her last name on the back, the number 15 beneath it. She bought it after we met, the 15 signifying the year.

God.

I fucking miss her.

Hugging the cotton to my body, my heart broke a little more as her scent filled my nostrils. I opened the door to the bathroom, leaving it open. How the hell was I going to get through this?

As I entered my room, I frowned. The girls weren't there. Did they just leave me without saying goodbye? My throat closed up at the thought. They wouldn't do that...would they?

I sighed for the hundredth time today, making my way downstairs. The place was a wreck. I hadn't been downstairs since she left.

Ignoring the mess, I grabbed a box of pasta, a pot, and filled it with water. Might as well cook, right? At least it's something. At least I'm not-

"Y/N." I froze, heart stopping in my chest.

Holy shit.

Spinning around, I met those chocolate eyes. They were sad and dull, Dinah's skin pale, cheeks stained with tears. My heart ached in my chest, the sadness washing over me like a wave. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Dinah looked down, playing with her fingers. "Uh...the girls brought me here. I think they set us up." I ran my hand through my hair, groaning.

They would. Jesus Christ.

It was silent for a while, neither of us wanting to make eye contact. If I did, I knew I would tackle her to the floor and kiss the shit out of her. But I couldn't. I was supposed to be mad. Pissed, even.

But I wasn't, that's the problem.

Dinah cautiously stepped forward, slowly, until she stood in front of me. I was staring at the floor the entire time, and when I looked up, I gasped.

She held a large bouquet of roses in her hands, and sitting beside her was a big ass teddy bear with a red bow tie around his neck. It was absolutely adorable.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I was drinking, and I was really out of it. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I'm so stupid for screwing that up. I would give myself a poly beat down if I could, but I'm kinda holding these things and-" I crashed my lips to hers, tangling my fingers in her beautiful mane. The flowers softly hit the floor, Dinah wrapping her arms around my waist and pulling me closer.

We broke apart after a minute or two, our foreheads resting together. "I love you, Y/N. I'm so, so, so sorry. I will never ever hurt you like this again. And if I do, please do give me a poly beat down." I giggled, pecking her soft lips.

"I love you too, Dinahsaur. And thank you for the gifts, they're beautiful."

"You're beautiful." She mumbled, kissing me again, gently. "Now c'mon. We've got some Valentine's Day lovin' to make."

Dinah picked me up, loud laughs erupting from our mouths. "Happy Valentine's Day, Y/N. I'll make it up to you today, I promise."

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too, D. And you better. Or else I will poly beat you down."

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