Whatever I Am, I'm Yours.

chapter thirty-five

A/N: (NOT PROOF READ!!)

Camila

"Okay so," Dinah started again as her and I made our way out to the field for our daily practices, "I have another question."

"You always have questions," I rolled my eyes while tightening my ponytail, "Especially about Lauren and I's sex life."

Dinah shrugged while she twirled her stick around in her hands, "Well...better I let them out then keep them in, right?"

"Sometimes it's good," I nodded, "Other times it could give the wrong idea. Like how you asked if it made me straight or not since that I was seeing Lauren."

"Hey! In my defense her being a boy before and having a fucking dick had me confused."

"She identifies as a girl, DJ."

"I know that now," she nodded while looking at me with a small smile, "Look as my best friend I would like to think you'd help educate me in the things I know nothing about."

"You want me to educate you on my sex life," I laughed while zipping down my yellow hoodie, "I barely know what I'm doing myself."

"Which is why we talk to our friends about these things," Dinah said while nudging my side, "So we can be clueless together...and pick the best way to do things and understand them."

"Weren't you the one telling me the reason I had that suggestive dream was because I needed more in my sex life?"

"Yeah-"

"But how would you know that if you've never-"

"Don't rub it in."

I laughed gently while patting her back, "You and Normani aren't...you know..."

Dinah's entire face flushed as she quickly shook her head, "N-No! I mean-We've made out and stuff, but not-not that stuff."

I blinked a few times before smiling at seeing my friend so flustered, "I've never seen you get so shy about something...it's different." I laughed while Dinah's face only got redder.

"Well it's...I really like her, Walz." Dinah said as she waved her stick around leisurely, "A-And I want things to go right before we do anything too serious."

"Aw," I cooed at her and pinched her cheek which caused her to groan in annoyance, "Cheechee's in love."

Dinah slapped my hand away gently as she shook her head, "That's...kinda related to what I wanted to ask you." She said as we got past the fence and stood on the track that surrounded the field. She turned to look at me with innocent shining eyes and I almost was a little apprehensive from seeing her that way, "How long did it...you know...last?"

"What?"

"Sex, Mila. The sex."

"Oh," my face burned up while I looked to see Ariana and Normani were laughing about something while they stretched out their arms, "Honestly...I don't know?"

Dinah looked at me skeptically, "How do you not know-"

"I was a little busy, Cheechee." I scoffed while putting my hand to my cheek, feeling my skin burning. It wasn't a lie. I never really timed it. Who does? When those things happen things get a little blurry and you just focus on each other.

Or how your body's going crazy over the high sensitivity your skin goes through when their fingers trace themselves over it ever so slowly. How you want nothing but their lips against yours. Their eyes looking at you as if you are the best drug they could ever get their hands on.