Mistletoe Kisses

1

"Honestly, if I wasn't your friend, I'd call the cops on you for this." Dinah Jane jokes to her friend Camila as she hangs another mistletoe in what she hopes is inconspicuous.

At their small "before Christmas" party hosted by her and Normani, Dinah has been roped into helping Camila finally get a kiss from her crush and possible love, Lauren Jauregui.

Lauren is suppose to be at the house to help the two girls set up while Normani and Ally are out buying pizza and other party treats to bring back home.

"Shut up, Dinah and just keep doing your job."

"Do you actually think suddenly going to realize you're the one she's been looking for after a measly kiss?"

"Of course not, I'm not that delusional." Camila scoffs. "I'm not looking for a love confession right now; just a kiss."

"I'm afraid to ask what you'll do when you do want that love confession."

Seconds later, the doorbell rings and every freezes in their actions; especially Camila.

"Oh my God, that's her!" Camila exclaims in horror. "Shit, shit, shit, shit," She tosses the rest of the mistletoe boxes in Dinah's face- - the Poly girl exclaiming in curses from the impact of the box to her face -- and runs to the door.

Camila makes sure Dinah's gone to the back with the boxes before fixing her face and opening the door. "H-hey -- um -- hey Lauren." She mentally chides herself for stuttering so horribly in front of her crush, but regains her composure when Lauren doesn't appear to be bothered by it. "Come in -- please."

"Thank you." Lauren smiles and steps into the house, Camila instantly closing the door behind her. "How are you, Camila?"

Without registering the words before they come out, Camila says, "Better now that you're here."

"What?" Lauren questions, holding back her laughter at seeing the completely terrified look on the younger girl's face.

"Um, better not that U-Haul's here. Haha, get it? U-Haul the shipping thing. Haha, it wasn't that funny, please forget about it."

Lauren tilts her head back and laughs fully at the flustered girl's attempt to hide her previous sentence. "You're so adorable."

"Ha, yeah I'm so sure about that."

...

So far Camila's been really "a pussy" -- according to Dinah -- at getting a start on her plan before all the partygoers get to the house. Dinah really doesn't know what Camila's afraid of. She doesn't really have to do anything extraordinary; just two steps anywhere and they'd be under a mistletoe. Why prolong it?

"Camila, I did not spend my time hanging those things around and almost losing my face to that damn box you threw only for you to chicken out." Dinah whispers to Camila while they're both staring at Lauren completing her current task. "Now get your Cuban-Mexican ass over there and kiss her damn it!"

"Alright, alright, shut up before she hears you." Camila grits out. "I have to wait till she starts walking though or else --"

"Hey Lauren! Mind coming over here for a sec?" Dinah yells out and Camila turns towards her with pure rage and clenched fists.

"Why would you do that?"

"Shut up and just walk over there, she's coming here -- now go!"

With a small push, Camila gets a kickstart and walks towards Lauren as she makes her way to Dinah. She "accidently" gets in Lauren's way and soon they're both laughing at their attempts to get out of each other's way.