Stall Doors (You/Dinah)

Chapter Two

Your P.O.V

I open the door cautiously, not looking forward to the lecture that was bound to come my way by my fiery auntie. I look around quickly, internally celebrating when I don't see her. I immediately rush upstairs, turning into some sort of secret agent in my mind.

I shriek loudly when two strong arms wrap around my body, picking me up slightly off the ground and bringing us back downstairs.

"My mums going to kill you." Zendaya snickers in my ear as she hauls me towards the kitchen.

"Zendaya! Stop!" I screech, struggling against her grip. "I swear I will kick your a-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Y/N Y/L/N." Aunt Claire quickly cuts me off.

"You're using my full name? Shit's getting serious." I chuckle sarcastically as Zendaya lets go of me.

"Don't swear." Aunt Claire warns me sternly but I just roll my eyes.

"Shit, sorry."

"Y/N!"

"Okay, okay. Calm down." I giggle, putting my hands up in mock surrender.

"I need you to start listening to my rules in this house. Where the hell were you for two hours?"

"Technically I was out of the house at the time so to be fair, I did nothing wrong that broke the rules in the house." I shrugged nonchalantly causing her to groan in annoyance at my unfazed attitude.

This always happens, there really is no point in trying to get through to me.

"Just go to your room Y/N." She sighs out while she ushers me out of the room.

I smile to myself, climbing up the stairs on my hands and feet.

I was stopped once again when I finally make it upstairs but this time I almost have a heart attack when I see who was standing in Zendaya's doorway looking at me like I was a crazy woman. I instantly feel my face heat up, standing up straight awkwardly with a small smile on my face.

"H-Hey Dinah." I stammer out, my voice cracking halfway through her name. I sound like a boy going through puberty.

Fuck.

Why me?

I promise I act normal sometimes... the key word is sometimes.

Dinah stares at me weirdly before slowly shutting Zendaya's door, not even responding to my greeting.

Did I just creep her the fuck out?

I could hear Zendaya's loud laugh from inside the room followed by Dinah's cute little giggles that hit me right in the feels every time I hear them.

I sluggishly make my way into my bedroom, throwing myself onto my bed just wishing that I could just sleep my life away. Why do I always have to embarrass myself?

My phone buzzed loudly in my pocket and I instantly knew that it was Lauren. Oh hell no. That girl leaves me to fend for myself against my beast of an aunt and then expects me to answer her calls? Silly girl.

I grab my phone out of my pocket, throwing it on my bedside table before staring up at the ceiling aimlessly.

"Y/N! Answer your phone. I can hear it vibrating from here and it's hella annoying." Zendaya bangs on the thin wall separating our rooms.

I smirk, not even attempting to move.

"It's not my phone." I lie, knowing that it will shut her up.

It went silent as the girls try to work out what I meant. Nasty. I know that their minds were way deep in the gutter... it's like in there.

"Y/N... Stop." Zendaya demands, knocking softly on the wall. I just giggle and text Lauren to call me again which she quickly did. "Y/N! Stop or I'll send Dinah in there to give you a poly beatdown." She warns me.