Not Just a Fan - Laurinah

The Call

Dinah's POV

For a guy running late, our driver sure got to us pretty quick. To say I was disappointed is a huge understatement. Irritated is a much better word. This tour has been so crazy that I never got a chance to connect with Mila like before. Of course we spoke on a daily basis, I even spent most of the nights holding her when she was feeling down, but nothing's the same. We struggled to keep conversations going because we were always tired... having to preform back to back does that you. Think twice before becoming a singer. Seriously. But tonight, us sitting there giggling over the fact that our "relationship" was trending reminded me of how much I missed her. She's my best friend and I love her more than anything. Knowing that I won't be able to hear her laugh or see her beautiful smile everyday is killing me. This month long break be the death of me.

*Next Day*

I feel someone clinging to me and my eyes immediately fly open. Camila was nuzzled into my chest and clinging to my torso. I think I'll check waking up with a mouthful of hair off my bucket list. "What the actual fuck," I thought. My plan was to scream in her ear but I decided against it. The last thing I need is for her to be mad at me before we all split up. "Hey... pssst.. chancho. It's time to wake up," I whisper while gently poking her stomach.

"Noooooooo. 5 more minutes," she groans as she tries to push her face further into my chest. That resulted in me laughing louder than I should have. I'm sorry. She's just adorable. "Dinah, as cute as your laugh is, kindly shut up. I just wanna sleep," she says.

"We can go get food if you wake u-" I didn't get to finish my sentence. Camila was already out of the bunk, running towards the front of the bus. I hear Ally let out a whine from below me. "Why didn't you let her sleep?" ..... blah blah, insert complaints. Ain't nobody got time for that. Listening to her rant always... makes..... me..... slee-
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"DINAH JANE HASEN, WAKE THE HECK UP!" screams a very happy Camila. "It's 9 o'clock! Don't you dare give me lip either. You're the one who woke me up at 6! Wait... definitely give me lip, and lots of it please." I can hear her smacking her lips together. I cringe at the sound and playfully shove her face away.

"Ew, I don't know what diseases you got. Fall back honey, fall back." She pouts and I feel my heart clench. Ouch. The infamous pout is replaced with a grin. "Now now, that is not how you speak to your girlfriend," she chides.

I tilt my head in confusion. "Walz, you do know we're not dating, riiight?" She grabs my hand and tells me to follow her. I roll my eyes, but still go along because curiosity seems to be popular around here. She hands me a water bottle and makes sure I'm seated. Taking small sips here and there, I began growing impatient. I shoot her a questioning look. "Management called. They want us to date, cheechee."

"WHAT?!" I choke on the water. She jumps back at my outburst and dryly says, "Hey. Try to contain your excitement."

"Sorry! I'm just lost." We make eye contact and I notice her relax. "Not real dating. They think it'll be good for us. You know how people like us together? Apparently, our fans would be happier and continue supporting 4H if Caminah was actually real," she explains. "Plus we'd be winning over the LGBTQ community... Think about it Dinah! We'll be suuper famous! Like Oprah or Ellen!"

"I don't know about this... it seems fake," I say honestly. "Do the girls know yet?"

"They were in the room when I got the call... before you start worrying, they're totally okay with it." She walks over, sits in my lap sideways and wraps her arms around my neck. "Dinah, please. Do it for me. Do it for the Harmonizers. Do it for the future of this group."

"Fiiiiiiiine," I moaned. "You're lucky you're my best friend." She squeals and starts peppering kisses all over my face. I try to pull away but Camila's stronger than she looks. Laughter fills the room. "Stoooop," I beg while trying to push her away. "This is cute, but you're getting lipstick all over my face." We were both oblivious to the footsteps that were nearing us. Might've missed the round of Aw's too. We heard the camera shutter though... the only thing that's capable of pulling Camila away from my face? Nice.

"Ally! I got the best picture everrr," exclaimed Normani. "Look how cute they are!" She thrusts the phone into Ally's face.

"Whatever. I actually got... wait for it... waait for it... a VIDEO, BOOM!" she turns her phone over so we all could see. Normani demands that Ally send it to her, but she refuses. "Over my dead body!" Ally childishly sticks her tongue out at Mani and takes off towards the back.

"Yeah no, that's doing the most." Normani shouts. "I know you're going to post that on Instagram, and when you do, I can count on the Harmonizer's to save it for me."

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A/N:
I'm starting to really like Caminah. Shitshitshitshitshit :O
Also, I have no idea where this is going but I like it.