Fifth Harmony Imagines/Preferences

Failed Imagine #2

A frustrated huff leaves my lips as I throw myself onto Kendall's white suede sofa. Why she went with an all-white color scheme, I'll never know. Looking through my camera, I shut my eyes and hold in a sigh. My pictures came out horribly. The lighting is all wrong, there's too much glare in some of them, and the majority are blurry.

"What's wrong, babe?" Kendall asks, sitting next to me. I've never been one to buy into all those reality shows so before I actually met Kendall, I thought her and her entire family were fake and just overall attention-seeking assholes who were full of themselves. However, my Sugar is one of the sweetest people I've ever met (no pun intended). She's become my best friend in the short amount of time we've known each other and she's probably the only reason I have the job I do.

"My pictures came out awful..." She and Cara are two of the only people who know that if I wasn't a model, I'd be on the other side of the camera.

I lay my head on her shoulder and she wraps an arm around me, running her fingers through my hair and lightly rubbing my arm. She knows being caressed always relaxes me. "I'm sure you're just having an off day. Everybody has them. Take a nap, maybe it'll help."

I sigh and nod, kissing her shoulder and then her cheek as I stand. "I'm gonna make some tea, want some?"

She nods and gets up to follow me. Without looking at my music, she puts my phone on shuffle and hooks it up to her speakers, laughing when Don't Wanna Dance Alone starts playing. "Which one are you hung up on?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." I feign ignorance, taking two mugs down from the cabinet as the water starts boiling.

"Bullshit, you've been obsessed since they formed. You've gotta be hung up on at least one of them."

I mumble something as I take two tea bags out of the box and she leans closer. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

The water starts boiling and I mumble it a little louder while turning down the heat. "Still can't hear you, babe."

"Dinah! It's Dinah, okay? They're all gorgeous and I'm sure they're all amazing, but something about Dinah just..."

She looks at me and breaks down in laughter again, nearly falling off one of the stools lining her kitchen island. "You're in love with the baby of the group!"

Rolling my eyes, I put the tea bags in and, after adding honey to sate her sweet tooth, hand Kendall her mug. She finally calms down but the smile never leaves her face. "Why don't you ever talk to her? I'm sure you follow her on Twitter and stuff. Plus, they use the same photographer we do here in LA, you could go stalk her while they have a photoshoot."

I smack her shoulder lightly but smile a little anyway. "Easier said than done, Ken. I may seem confident because I allow other people to take pictures of me half naked for a living, but I'm actually a very insecure person."

Her eyes soften and she entwines our fingers, bringing them up to kiss our tangled hands. "Honey, you're wonderful. I may not know everything about the gorgeous Y/FL/N because we've only known each other for, like, seven months, but I know enough. And, for the record...if you weren't my best friend and my feelings were different, I would go out with you in a heartbeat. Dinah doesn't know how lucky she is."

I see the love and adoration in Kendall's eyes, even after only seven months, and my heart skips. Moving around the island, I walk into her open arms and rest my forehead against her shoulder, shivering slightly as she runs her fingers up and down my back comfortingly. "Thanks, Sugar. I needed that."

She kisses my head and leans hers against mine. "Anything for my Spice."

Dinah POV