The Woman at the Bar ➳ Dinah Jane

thirty-eight

Normani raised her red solo cup in the air and announced out loud to the other 4 girls around me, "To Y/N and eighteen more years to come."

"That only leaves me at 36." I laughed, feeling my arm get tired of it being held in the air.

"Fine. One hundred more years to come." Normani continued.

Each of the girls clanged their cups together and cheered out, "Salud!" before taking their gulps of Lauren's 'Jauregui' concoction.

Ally whined at the taste, "Ew. I can't believe you all talked me into this. I'm gonna get drunk."

I wrapped my arm around her neck to pull her in close, "Don't worry, Alls. I won't let you do anything too stupid."

Multiple cup fulls of drinks later, and the house was bumping with loud music and drunk ass messes.

While the girls were jamming in the living room, I walked into the kitchen to fill my red solo cup full of vodka because I'm tired of waiting for Drunk Lauren to make me another drink.

I started sipping on it before making my way out to the backyard. After sitting down on the patio chair, I felt the buzz build up more and more.

I want to talk to Dinah.

I checked to see if the girls were watching before I pulled out my phone to press my 'Favorites' and dial Dinah's number.

I took another sip while waiting for the phone to stop ringing and someone to answer it, "Hello?"

"Di-Dinah?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Babe?"

She giggled lightly, "Yes, what's up?"

"Babe, I miss you." I smiled and brought the cup up to my mouth.

"I miss you, too, baby. Are you drunk right now?" She sounded very cheery and I liked it.

"Just a teensy-weensy bit."

"Oh I bet. So, how's your night with the girls? You aren't getting into any trouble, are you?" I loved hearing her voice. The way she spoke to me.

"Naaaaaaah and it's good but I want you." I told her honestly.

"Do you now?" Her voice turned a little husky which sent chills down my spine.

"Ok, Dime piece." I laughed.

"Yes?"

"Hey you know how my birthday was yesterday and all?"

She laughed again and almost sent me into an eargasm, "Yes, I remember your birthday quite well."

"Maybe you and I should like run off to Reno and get really fucking drunk."

"And then get married?" I could hear her smile through the receiver.

"Woah there." I smiled at the thought, "Only if you want to."

"Maybe one day." Dinah replied happily, "But only after you get a job so you can provide for my expensive tastes."

"Yeah, your red bottom heel collection is enough to make any rich bitch go broke." I responded and she laughed hysterically.

"That's true, but you really should be with your friends right now." Dinah told me. "Call me tomorrow before the dance and maybe we can meet up somewhere in the school one last time."

"I like the sound of that." I told her softly.

"Good. Now go drink responsibly and make sure to call me tomorrow."

"Dinah." I couldn't get my mind off of this topic. I have to say it.

"What babe?"

I licked my lips before letting the words fall oht, "I love you."

She paused for a moment but with a comfortable voice she replied, "I love you, too. Goodnight."

I couldn't help but smile like a idiot as I replied, "Goodnight." before hanging up the call.

All of the girls walked outside with a brownie on a plate and a candle on top of it. Not a lit one of course.

Lauren held it out and with a sloppy smile she spoke, "We can't light it because Ally thinks we're too drunk for fire."

"We are." Ally laughed before taking another sip of her 'Jauregui'.

"Let's sing happy birthday to Y/N. 1,2,3.." Lauren smiled.

The girls began to sing to me and I almost blushed so hard that I could've popped a blood vessel.

"Happy birthday, dear Y/N, happy birthday to you." The girls finished and I laughed.

I picked up the plate and gave let the girls group hug me while Camila gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Lauren said this is a 'special brownie'. It's got like powers and stuff."

I looked over at Lauren with a smirk and she said to me, "No, it's not powerful. Well not in the magic way. Nice guy-Harry gave it to me because he knows they're your favorite edibles."

"Remind me to get that guy a Cadillac if I'm ever rich because he deserves it." I smiled, diving into the brownie.

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Everyone except Normani and I were passed out. It was occasional when she was able to hang and luckily, she drank accordingly so she could talk to me.

I was usually the last one to pass out when we drank and everyone knew that. Usually, if someone wanted to have a drunk conversation with me, they'd try their hardest to stay up.

Normani smiled, looking down at the two other girls who had fallen asleep on the floor of my living room, "Where's Camila?"

"My guess is my room." I smiled, throwing my legs over Normani's longer ones. They were actually very soft.

"Can I ask a-a question? But like you can't get mad." Drunk Mani said to me. I nodded and leaned back to have her speak to me. "Do you like Camila?"

"Of course I do."

"No I mean like do you want to start a relationship with her? This was obviously a serious question to her.

"I can't."

"Why not?"

I sighed out deeply, "Camila is so nice and sweet and beautiful-"

"-I don't hear a bad thing yet." Mani interrupted.

"Lemme finish." I spoke up and glared at her, "She's the perfect woman. I'm just not over 'Hailey'." I took me a second to remember the fake girl's name but I eventually got it.

"When you get over 'Hailey', are you going to go for Camila?"

"Why do you wanna know so bad?"

Normani sighed out and started messing with the bottom of her shirt, "'Cause she's my best friend like you're my best friend. I care about her and her feelings. You know she has those right?" I nodded sadly thinking about the guilt from using her to get over my stupid issues. "It's just that if this doesn't mean anything, you gotta tell her. Then if afterwards you two still wanna fuck until your brains are leaking, be my guest. I mean, you can't get pregnant so I'm not worried. And with the amount of sex you two have had, I'm sure one of you would be pregnant with twins if the other had a dick."

"Okay, Enough." I laughed. "I'll talk to her at the dance tomorrow. Okay?"

Normani smiled widely and got up to pull me off of the couch, "Now, go to your bed because I called the couch." She lightly tapped my ass so that I would jump up out of surprise and leave with a huge smile on my face.