She Loves Control

All eyes on me

Lauren was majorly freaking out. If Ally hadn't been there, God she doesn't know what might've happened... I mean nothing serious, just some level nine panicking.

That's some top notch panicking... just saying.

Anyway, it was the big day. The day Lauren would put Dinah's plan into action. To see if Camila still had that big green monster inside her still.

The amount of sex jokes Dinah has made about that is ridiculous.

Normani... was not part of this particular plan. Her dislike of Camila was off the charts still and no one wanted to stoke that particular fire. Especially not her girlfriend.

"How do you even make someone like Camila jealous?" Lauren huffed. Dinah and Ally were still raiding her closet. All they'd found was a pride flag and some chocolate wrappers.

"Did you actually live in your closet for those 17 years? Did you bust out with this wrapped around your shoulders?" Dinah snickered, waving the flag around jokingly.

"Shut up." Lauren grumbled.

"Seriously though, the amount of wrappers does seem like you lived in here." Dinah said with a raised eyebrow.

"I love sugar. Sue me." Lauren snapped.

"Just because you're nervous doesn't mean you can snap at me." Dinah said breezily, still rifling through the clothes.

"Still haven't answered my question." Lauren said impatiently.

"She needs to see what she's missing by not wifing you up." Dinah said distractedly as she held up a dress before shaking her head and throwing it onto the discard pile.

"Wife? Dinah..." Lauren said with wide eyes.

"It's just a saying Laur. Relax." Ally said, shaking her head when Dinah showed her another dress.

"Just bust out your best dress. Put on some heels. Walk into the club looking completely fuckable and Chancho will melt in your palm." Dinah said bluntly. She huffed and put her hands on her hips.

"First we need to do some shopping."

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"This is so boring." Lauren groaned. Dinah swirled her finger and Lauren begrudgingly turned around.

"Next." Dinah said dismissively. Lauren groaned but disappeared back into the changing room.

They'd been here for hours now. Dinah hadn't found a single thing that would work. Easy for her to say when she wasn't the one changing clothes every two minutes. Lauren was aggressively pulling on the next outfit, muttering curses under her breath, mostly aimed at Dinah. Some aimed at Ally.

"We can hear you!" Oh speak of the shortstack. Lauren sighed.

"Sorry Ally." Lauren called out sweetly. There was a spluttering from Dinah.

"What about me?" Dinah called out indignantly.

"You deserve it." Lauren snapped, stomping out the dressing room and putting her hands on her hips and sighing.

"Yes. That's the one." Dinah said with a manic grin. Lauren's head snapped down and raised her eyebrow.

"Dinah. This was literally the only one I hoped you'd hate." Lauren said slowly. "I'm not wearing this!"

"Oh yes you are. Mila's little bisexual brain's gonna melt." Dinah said evilly.

"No."

"Yes."