Fifth Harmony Imagines

D.J.H.: Apologies

Dinah's smile is my religion.

Also, the song attached is bomb af.

That is all

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Your P.O.V.

"I've been just coasting,
My mind put to motion,
We move like the ocean,
But I can't swim
Anymore!"

Lauren turned the car off after the song and our singing ended, leaning back in her seat with a huge grin on her face. She looked adorable, all happy and smiley.

"Aw, you're so cute Lo." She blushed deeply, furrowing her thick brows.

"Nu-uh. I'm a badass. See?" She flipped her long hair, tipping her lip upwards, attempting to look tough.

"Yeah, so badass, you big softie." Lauren rolled her eyes and nudged me playfully, before unbuckling my seatbelt.

"Out. I gotta get home before my mom kicks my ass." Laughing, I opened the door, grabbing my bags.

Lauren pecked my cheek before I got out, my cheeks reddening. "Text me when you get home, okay? Don't forget this time." She nodded, tossing me a wink before pulling off.

Geez, that girl is such a charmer.

Shaking my head, I turned towards my apartment, only to be met with an angry looking Dinah.

"Where the hell have you been?" She growled, crossing her arms threateningly. That, plus her height, was extremely intimidating.

"With Lauren. I told you that before I left." My voice wavered slightly, hands tightening around the bags. What did I do now?

Dinah rolled her eyes, storming back into our apartment without a word. My eyebrows furrowed, following her inside, shutting the door behind me.

"What the hell is your problem?" I began to grow irritated, throwing my purchases on the floor. Instead of getting a reply, I got a door slam, making me groan. "You're being childish!"

"Fuck off!"

Sighing, I slumped on the stairs, shaking my head. Either she was on her period, or I did something wrong. Neither of them were true, we both knew that, so something else must have happened that she didn't tell me about.

Even if she were on her period, she'd never be this pissed at me.

When I was about to go up to her, my phone buzzed.

Lern 😏:
See? I didn't forget.

I chuckled, quickly typing a reply.

Y/N:
Shocker.

Lern 😏:
Very funny. Lucky for you, my mom didn't yell at me for being home so late. Good thing she likes you.

Y/N:
Lucky for me? You mean for you?

Lern 😏:
Yeah, whatever. Smart ass.

Y/N:
You love my ass, don't even lie.

Lern 😏:
It is quite nice, actually, but mine is nicer. I got that Cuban ass.

Y/N:
True. 😂 You and Mila have the nicest butts ever.

Lern 😏:
Why are we talking about this?

Y/N:
It's your fault for bringing up my ass.

Lern 😏:
Right. 🙊 Well you can't expect me not to talk about it. Lol I'm gonna go shower, talk to ya later babe. 💋

Y/N:
Good, you smell. KIDDING ILY. 😂

Lern 😏:
😒

Y/N:
😘

I laughed loudly, putting my phone back in my pocket. Lauren could always make me forget about my problems, even if it was only for a little while.

"How's your girlfriend?" Looking over my shoulder, I saw Dinah standing at the top of the staircase, her brown eyes puffy and red.

"Well, I don't know, since she won't talk to me for whatever reason." I stood up, cautiously walking towards her, expecting her to run back to our room. "Dinah, please tell me what's wrong."

She shook her head, a few more tears escaping her eyes. My heart ached, seeing her like this. Usually, Dinah was energetic, bouncing off the walls with happiness. I didn't want to see her cry, I wanted to see the corner of her eyes crinkle up when she smiled adorably with her teeth. Or the way her nose crinkled when I cracked a stupid joke, I wanted her warm hugs and sweet kisses, and ridiculous pranks.

I ran my hand through my hair, sighing loudly. This was honestly stressing me out. After a few moments of my silence, Dinah wiped her eyes quickly, her expression changing from sad to pissed off.

Fuck.

"Oh, so now you're not going to say anything? You see me cry, and have nothing to say? Fuck you, Y/N. All you ever do is go out with Lauren. Lauren this, Lauren that. What about me, your actual fucking girlfriend?! Apparently, you don't have time for me, but you have plenty for her. What, are you screwing her too? God, I wish I never met you!" A vein was protruding from her neck, eyes blazing with anger.

Ouch.

All I could do was stand there, and stare. I could feel tears brimming my eyes, face contorting with sadness.

I walked towards the door, ignoring Dinah apologizing behind me.

"No. Fuck you, Dinah. I'm done. I can't do this right now." With that, I slammed the front door behind me, got in my car, and sped off.

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Sorry it's so short, but Part 2? Yes? No?

AND OH MY GOD THANK YOU ALL FOR 40K. Honestly, I didn't think I'd get more than 1 read (that one being myself). I'm genuinely shocked, and insanely happy, so really. Thank you.

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Ily