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Don't Wake Me Up ❤️😴

I sigh as my phone alarm clock goes off at 4:30 am alerting me that I have to in glamz in the next fifteen minutes. I was the unlucky one that had to go first this morning, and I hated myself for losing rock, paper, scissors last night. Damn Camila and all her freaking skills at that game.

I felt the arm wrapped tightly around me waist pull me closer in its tight grip and looked back over my shoulder to see my snoring girlfriend, Dinah Jane. The light snores indicated that she was in a deep sleep, and it was going to be hell trying to get out of bed without waking her.

Let me tell you something about my girlfriend. Waking her up works one of two ways: either she's in such a deep sleep that you cannot wake her without nearly shoving her off the bed, or she wakes up with the slightest of movements and is the worst grumpus you'll ever had to deal with. Right now, I'm hoping for the first option.

I slowly slide my body from under her protective arm, but stopped when I felt the arm tighten around my waist yet again and I was pulled back into Dinah's warm chest.

"No, stay." Dinah mumbled in her sleepy voice. Her eyes were still closed, and I could tell that she was still half asleep. This is the second option I was talking about, but without the crankiness, which is new.

"Baby, I have glamz in fifteen. I can't stay." I reply in a hush whisper. Normani is sharing the full sized bed beside us, and waking her up before her time is like an early death wish.

Dinah sighed and cracked one deep brown orb open to look at me. "I don't want you to leave. I'm so comfy and warm." She whined.

I turned completely in her arms and wrapped my free arm around her waist. "I know, but that's the life we live, babe. We have tons of interviews today, and if I'm late, it's going to throw everyone off."

"You're right." Dinah sighed and pulled her arm from around my waist, liberating me from my loving confines. "What number am I again?"

"Fourth." I remind her. I'm pretty sure she cheated at the game by conspiring with Camila beforehand, but suggesting that that is what happened meant that I'd have to face angry Dinah, and that's not fun.

"Right." Dinah nodded. "Alright, I'll see you in two hours."

I rolled my eyes and leaned down to capture Dinah's lips between my own for a short kiss before pulling away and making my way into the bathroom for my shower.

By the time Normani, Ally, and I are done, the sun has peaked over the trees and it meant that it was time to wake Dinah up.

"I'm not doing it." Normani shook her head. "No, last time she threatened to break my Beyoncé CD."

"You know she wouldn't do that, though." I countered. "She loves Bey just as much as you do."

"Well, I can't do it! She literally told the whole world that me waking her up is her pet peeve! I don't like her being mad at me."

"So that leaves you, Lauren." Normani pointed at me.

"What? You think that I want my girlfriend mad at me?" I scoffed. Angry Dinah was never fun to deal with, and when she's mad at me it meant that I didn't get all her cuddles. It also usually meant that there'd be a huge freaking Caminah all over Twitter and Vine for the next three days.

Stupid Caminah.

"Lauren, I think you should do it. I mean, ya'll have been together long enough for you two to tolerate being mad at each other for a little while."

"No." I pouted. "I don't like when my Boobear is mad at me." I reply in a baby voice.

"Suck it up!" Normani demanded, pulling me towards the hotel room door and pushing me out into the hallway. "Go wake your girlfriend up and don't come back until she's with you."

I pout to myself and slowly trot down the hallway towards our room. When I arrived at the door, I couldn't help but to smile at the thought of my Dinah resting so peacefully on the other side of the door. I slide my key into the lock and push my way into the room to see Dinah sprawled out like a starfish on the bed with light snores falling from her mouth a few seconds.

I take a deep breath and slowly walk over to the bed before climbing onto it and sitting up on me knees so that I was slightly hovering over Dinah's body.

"DJ?" I gently push her shoulder. "DJ, baby, you have to get up."

Nothing.

"DJ," I place both hands on her shoulders and shake a little bit harder. "DJ, it's time to wake up."

Still nothing.

I sigh and shake harder this time, not really caring about being gentle anymore, but I still get nothing. No groans, no movement, nothing. Just light snores.

This is what I meant by deep sleep when it came to Dinah. I knew that I'd have to try a different approach if I want her to wake up, and so I lay down beside her so that my head with on the pillow just beside hers and our lips are just centimeters apart.

"Dinah." I call a little huskier. "Baby, wake up."

When I don't get a response, I lean forward and gently trace her lips with my middle finger, allowing my index finger to gently trail across her cheek. "Dinah."

This time, Dinah groans a little and licks her lips in her sleep. Pleased with my accomplishment, I continue my ministrations, but the effect wears off after a few minutes. Feeling bold, I lean forward and complete the same action but with the tip of my tongue. I let the muscle move from her lips to her cheek a few times, and I could feel the heat rising on Dinah's face within seconds.

"Lo..." she squeaked, unconsciously leaning into the embrace. "That feels so good."

Instead of replying, I allow her to pull me in for what had to be hottest, wettest kiss I had ever had in all my eighteen years of life.

Let me tell you, Dinah Jane Hansen is a damn good kisser.

When we pull away, we're both slightly flustered. "Mm, you can wake me up like that every day of the week." She whispers in a raspy voice.

I smirk and bite my lip. "Hm, deal."

And that's how I get named the official Dinah-waker...not that I mind.