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F O R T Y T W O

Omniscient POV

"CANONBAAAALLL!" Y/n and Amala yelled as they jumped off of their yacht, and into the water off of the Amalfi Coast in Italy. Normani's solo tour and debut album was a success. Her album debuted at #7 and peaked at #3 on the charts, her tour was completely sold out, and she brought fans from all over together at various festivals throughout the summer.

With both Y/n and Normani finally being officially off, they decided to go on a much needed vacation with Amala and Megan, who were newly married. They met up with their newlywed friends in Italy after their honeymoon and settled into the Amalfi Coast for now. Then, in a few days they'd make their way to Santorini, Greece, and close their trip in Barcelona, Spain.

Of course they knew it would take a village to vacation with the twins so the couple brought their nannies Skylar and Ashley with them so they could have some alone time. Amala and Megan also offered their babysitting services since it had been so long since they'd seen their nieces.

Currently, the foursome was having a ball without the twins on the yacht. Megan and Normani were watching their wives in silent worry as they jumped off the side of the ship over and over.

"Who the hell willingly throws themselves overboard?" Megan took a sip of her wine.

"Apparently the women we've married." Normani shook her head. "Whose idea was it to go on vacation with them again?"

"Ours."

"That's where we went wrong." they both laughed. Looking out into the water, they waited for their spouses to resurface. After a few moments, they still hadn't seen them come up. Naturally, the two started to worry.

"Mani.."

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" they moved to the edge of their seats to get closer to the railing.

"Where the hell is my wife?!" they asked at the same time. Megan stood up and looked over calmly. She couldn't swim and didn't even what to think about having to go save her hard-headed wife from drowning. Lord knows she'd drown right with her. Normani looked too when she couldn't stay seated any longer.

"What y'all looking for?" Amala looked over the railing next to them, scaring the both of them.

"Oh shit!" Megan jumped back.

"What the?!" Normani clutched her imaginary pearls. Megan's face went from worried to pissed.

"Where the hell were you? I thought you drowned!" she placed her hand on her hip.

"I swam around for a minute and I saw a clownfish so I followed it for a while before I came up." Amala smiled guiltily.

"Okay, so where the hell is Y/n?" Normani asked nervously.

"I thought she came back up with y'all." Amala looked overboard at the area where they were swimming and didn't see her best friend. "Shit."

"Y/n?" Normani yelled out into the water.

"I'll go look on the other side of the yacht." Amala tried to walk away.

"Hell no, stay yo ass right here. Thing 1 is already missing, and that's enough." Megan grabbed her bikini bottom and pulled her back.

"Missing?!" Normani was getting worried.

"No, not actually missing!" Megan tried to calm her. "Wait, there she is!"

Y/n climbed back onto the deck and had something in her hand. Normani, who was still in panic mode, ran up to her and hugged her tightly.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked frantically.