Dinah's Sister (Fifth Harmony Fan Fiction)

I lied

Y/N's POV

OK I lied.

So what.

I just don't want my sister to leave and forget me. I know that sounds selfish but I need her here. I mean how would you feel if after waiting 12+ hours to audition for a competition they tell your sister she's not going through and comes home crying, then you can't sleep in your own room because she needs space? If you say perfectly fine the exit is that way. ➡➡➡

What is this family going to be without Dinah? She's one of the oldest out of us and our cousins. She takes care of the adults and us when needed. When she auditioned last time and didn't make it I was utterly confused. She was so passionate and I can tell she wanted it, but the saying goes 'Everything happens for a reason'. I just want to know the reason at this point.

For her to pursue something else?

To see her fail?

To break her heart?

Have her realize singing isn't her thing?

Nope. That last one will never happen as long as mom is alive. But what could possibly be better this time?

I sighed stopping my inner thoughts in their tracks and got out my laptop. I was listening to Demi Lovato when I saw someone doing a cover of Skyscraper in my recommended list. Me being the curious 13 year old I was I watched it. It was really good but I could tell she was really nervous through the video. I liked it and saw people telling her to audition for X-Factor. I groaned and shut the laptop. I really can not get away from this competition can I?

Times like this I was glad music music ran through the family. I grabbed empty music sheets and wrote random guitar chords with lyrics to match.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea,
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see,
I'll be the light to guide you

I remember when I was 9, Dinah was 10 and she got lost in the basement after everyone fell asleep. I realized she was gone way too long for getting an extra blanket, so I grabbed my flashlight and went to get her.

Find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

I just threw the word friend in there because this is the type of argument friends would have. You can't blame me, I'm 13.

You can count on me like 1, 2, 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like 4, 3, 2
And you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah
Ooooooh, oooohhh yeah, yeah

If you're tossin' and you're turnin'
And you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Every day I will remind you

Sometimes if Dinah and I are cuddling she'll sing me to sleep.

Oooh
We find out what we're made of
When we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like 1, 2, 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like 4, 3, 2
And you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah
Ooooooh, oooohhh yeah, yeah