Insane {camrenally/you}

three ; ice cream with dinah jane

After spending many, long hours with Normani at the mall, helping her pick out clothes and watching her slay everything, she finally called it a day and I sighed in relief. She may look good in what she modeled but sitting on a bench all day as she did so was tiring.  After saying goodbye, Normani drove back to her and Taylor's shared apartment while I walked back to my dorm. That's the downside of being a broke ass bitch in college.

When I walked in, my roommate Lindsey was practicing her violin for her music class. Honestly, I expected her to be playing some classical song, but she was actually playing 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' by Green Day and I nearly had a gay, emo panic. I gave her a thumbs up and she smiled in thanks. 

I tossed my leather jacket onto my bed and sat down at my desk to do some studying, giving Dinah time to finish up whatever she was doing at work before calling her. Lindsey altered between Green Day, Halsey, and a bunch of other artists. As soon as I'd recognize the tune of a song that I liked, I'd do a little dance in my chair as I wrote down my notes. She's like my personal Spotify playlist.

Another hour had gone by since I started studying. I sighed loudly, closing the textbook and stretching. Lindsey left about ten minutes ago to hang out with a couple of her friends, leaving me alone. I picked up my phone and called Dinah.

"Heyyy, girly," Dinah drawled out. I let a small laugh escape my lips.

"Hi, Dinah," I returned. "Normani told me to call you when I got the chance. What's up?"

"I really am sorry for bailing on you guys before we even got the chance to go and shop," Dinah apologized sincerely. "And to make it up to you, I wanted to take you out for ice cream. You know, just the two of us. Normani said she and Taylor had to study or some shit."

I smiled widely, not caring that Dinah couldn't see. "I'd love that, DJ. I'm assuming that you're done at work, otherwise you wouldn't have answered, right?" A 'mhm' came from the other line. "Well, if you want to go right now, I'm free."

"Alright," Dinah confirmed. "I'll meet you there in ten minutes. See you soon, girl." After saying a goodbye of my own, I grabbed my jacket before setting off for the ice cream parlor. 

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Dinah was sitting outside of the building on her phone, possibly stalking Normani's Instagram. I noticed that after the two years of us being friends, Dinah seemed to have a growing crush on Normani yet she'd never admit it. Her pretty white lies are getting her absolutely nowhere. Dinah caught sight of me and greeted me with a hug. The doorbell above us chimed as we walked inside.

"You get us a table and I'll order, okay?" I nodded with a small smile. Dinah reciprocated. "The usual?"

"You know it," I responded and Dinah flashed me a thumbs up before walking off to the front counter. I chose a table closest to the door and sat down, waiting for Dinah to return. When she did, two waffle bowls were held in her hands.

"One cookie dough for my partner in crime, and a chocolate with caramel swirlies for moi." I thanked Dinah as she handed me my ice cream, and sat down. I was either being delusional or stupid (maybe both) but her ice cream was sending off some vibes and I internally smirked.

"So, Louis, huh?" Dinah teased, raising an eyebrow. 

I sent her an unimpressed glare, but groaned nonetheless. "Liam and I are just friends, asshole," I said, shoveling a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. "Holy fuck!" I gasped as the coldness went straight to my head. Dinah laughed hysterically as I held my head, rolling my eyes. "Fuck you," I said playfully, punching her arm. "I hate Louis and you know that." My stomach churned at the thought of the douchebag of a chemistry partner. He was clearly into me but I was happily gay as shit and that beady-eyed motherfucker can't change that. I toyed with my ice cream before looking back at Dinah with a smirk. "What we should be talking about is you and Normani."

Dinah blushed, quickly shoving some ice cream in her mouth and I laughed. "Come on, dude," I pushed. "I know you like her."

"I don't," she protested, shrugging. I narrowed my eyes at her. "Okay, maybe I do have a small crush on her." I raised my eyebrows.  "Okay, a big ass crush! But I mean, who wouldn't find themselves crushing on her? She's literally a goddess. Sometimes I wonder if she's actually Aphrodite sent down from Olympus to kill us all with her insanely good looks. Have you ever noticed how camera ready-"

"Dinah, I get your point," I giggled like a school girl, my legs flailing, causing me to almost fall back in my chair. "My Norminah feels are every-fucking-where right now!"

Dinah just rolled her eyes as she finished the last bit of her ice cream, tossing her plastic spoon in the waffle bowl. "Sometimes I really fucking hate you."

"You love me," I said, picking up a chunk of cookie dough and popping it in my mouth.

"I do," Dinah said, smiling. "Even though you can be this big ass dork sometimes, you're still my best friend and I love you."

"Aw, DJ!" I gushed over dramatically. "Such a sap. I love you, too! You're my teddy bear," I sang cheerily.  When she glared at me, I sunk down in my chair. "Everything was so sweet, until you tried to kill me," I mumbled sadly.

Dinah smiled cryptically and tossed a five dollar bill on the table before standing up and throwing her trash away. I followed suit as Dinah stared out of the window at the slowly darkening sky. "It's getting late," she noted.

"No shit, Sherlock," I said sarcastically. Dinah pinched my arm and I yelped. "Ow! That fucking hurt!"

"Anywhore, I'm gonna drive you back to your dorm because people are fucking insane and I don't want you getting mugged or some shit," Dinah said. I raised my eyebrow as we walked out.

"How thought-" Suddenly, I yawned. "-ful of you."

Dinah smirked. "Someone's tired." I opened the passenger side door of her car and stepped inside. She soon followed.

"I don't even know why. It's like the ice cream took all of my energy," I said as Dinah pulled out of the parking lot.

"Well, you get some sleep and we'll be there soon," Dinah said. I nodded drowsily, closing my head and leaning my head against the window. Not even a minute later, I was out like a light.

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a/n: ( i lowkey almost wrote "ragarish here" ) anYWHORE. WAZZZZ UP PUSSAY SMASHRS?!?!?!?!? ragarish changed her name and she is now @panmila- . yay!!! panmila wrote this chapter but the idea came from the mastermind. you guys, it's getting increasingly hard to not say "anywhore" in public!! ugh tough times. did you know that having a backpack that weighs more than 20% of your overall body weight is hella unhealthy? ...i swear i surpassed that limit. i even had to change backpacks to hold all of my shit (twice) lmao yikes.

Ahhhhhh party people! Guess who's back? JealousOfThem here! WHOOP WHOOP! I could sense you needed a bit more of me so that's what I'm gonna do. I'm just popping in to let y'all (I say that too much for someone as British as me) know that chapter 4 will be ALL MINE!! Well I guess still a team effort *eyeroll*. Okie dokie, well I'll let you get back to whatever you're doing because I constantly feel like a burden. Thanks mental illness. Anywhore, see y'all in the next chapter!