Dinah Jane Imagines/ One Shots (lesbian)

You're The Only One

We were currently sat at one of Dinah's friend's birthday party and I was already getting bored of all the fake smiles and conversations. We came here as friends since majority of her friends didn't know about her sexuality and from the moment we came here, guys started to check out Dinah or me, trying to get our attention.

If only they knew.

I was sat beside Dinah on a very uncomfortable chair while she and Demi Lovato talked about Demi's new photoshoot.

"I'll go get another drink," I whispered in Dinah's ear through the R&B music filling up my brain.

Without waiting for her answer, I stood up and made my way through the huge sea of people who were dancing, grinding and drunkenly making out.

When I was able to find the small kitchen, I tried to push bodies in front of me in order to reach the huge fridge placed next to a glittering couch. I opened the fridge and got myself another beer.

"Do you mind handing me one too?" A raspy voice made its way into my ear, making goosebumps appear all over my neck.

I turned on my feet and looked at the pale skinned male in front of me.

If someone was to tell me that I was going to meet my celebrity crush at a lame birthday party, next to a fridge; I would probably laugh at their faces.

"Here," I took another beer and handed it to him, carefully not to drop mine which was placed between my fingers.

"Cheers. I'm Zayn" He shouted through the music which was now changed to Rihanna's Work.

"Angel" I said and closed the fridge door with my hips. I was completely star struck. Not that I was attracted to him in a romantic way but I wasn't going to be a liar; he was very attractive.

"So...? You're alone?" He rubbed his neck, probably trying to make a conversation.

"Oh. No, I'm here with Dinah." I answered and placed my body on top of the kitchen counter.

"Dinah Jane? She's my mate! How come we've never met? I would definitely know if I saw a face like yours." He smirked at me, getting closer.

Oh no.

Your mate is my girlfriend dude, back off.

"Right. Thanks...I guess?" I awkwardly smiled, taking a huge sip of the beer.

"Sorry, didn't mean to sound creepy. You know-"

"Babe?" Dinah's voice took all my attention from Zayn.

"DJ! I was just talking to your friend. Why didn't you introduce us? She's hot." Zayn yelled through the music and patted Dinah's shoulder. She gave him a fake smile and leaned over to touch my knee.

"We were going to leave actually, right Angel?" She raised her perfect shaped eyebrows at me and I got off of the counter understanding what she meant.

She was jealous.

She was fucking jealous and that shit always succeed to turn me on.

"We were actually having a great time, Dinah!" I let a high pitched laugh come from my mouth while Zayn looked at us; confused by our actions.

"Don't think so, Angel. It's getting late and we have a long drive." She mimicked me, holding my wrist and taking the beer from my cold hands.

It was only 20 minutes of driving.

I gave in and shrugged. "Alright. Nice to meet you, Zayn Malik. I'm gonna leave now. Let's go babe." I talked without thinking my words, holding Dinah's hand and leading her toward the exit.

"Why were you talking to him?" She asked, her voice now sounding softer than before since the music couldn't reach our ears from inside.

"I was just grabbing some beer and he wanted one too. Nothing serious," I carelessly answered, smiling mentally at her jealous behavior. I took the car keys from her jean pockets and unlocked the car.

"He was literally flirting with you." She spoke, putting her seat belt on while I started the car.

I rolled my eyes and cleared my throat.

"He was. But I wasn't. You know why?" I asked, glancing at Dinah for a second and focusing on the dark road in front of us again.

"Why?" Her voice was quite as if she was falling asleep.

"Because I like girls. And I have the most beautiful, smart, sometimes jealous and always the cutest girlfriend ever who will going to get fucked really hard against our favorite coffee table when we get home." I smirked at myself and glanced at her again. I could feel her warm breath swirling around us in the car.

"You're a bitch. Did you know that?" She spoke, hugging her body due to the chilly atmosphere of the car. And mostly because of my words.

"Seriously though. I would never flirt with him. In fact, I would never flirt with anyone. I have you. You're the only one for me, I don't need anyone but you." I placed my free hand on her bare leg and rubbed it.

"Okay?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the road. I felt her thin fingers lacing themselves with mine and she kissed the top of my hand softly.

"Yeah." She answered and I felt myself smiling even more at the thought of the beautiful sight sitting next to me.

"Great. And I was serious about fucking you when we get home. Don't fall asleep." This was going to be a long night.