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Dinah's pov

Normani and the girls have been coming over lately and we've all just been chilling at home or going to the club. Like right we all came to the club. And here I am again at the bar, watching Normani dance with different guys. By time Normani would brush them off and go with jilly or something. I turned around and took some shots.

"Woah slow down there Dinah" Normani came and grabbed my arm.

"What?" I said rather harsh

"I said to slow down with the shots" she said

"Why do you care" I said looking straight ahead with a shot in my hand

"Because I care for you Dinah" she said looking at me, I could feel her eyes digging into the side of my face.

"Okay" I said taking the shot and looking at her

"What the fuck is-" I cut her off as I got up and walked away. I didn't know how to feel right now, honestly I was mad at Normani, mad at her because she didn't like me, like she did with guys. And I know it's not her fault, but I'm starting to really like her now, which sucks.

"Dinah Wait" I heard her call me as I walked through the crowd I needed some fresh air honestly. I opened the door and walked out, I was starting to feel drunk I didn't know what to do or where to go. So I just stood there thinking of her. I heard her angelic voice.

"Dinah what's wrong!?!" She said in panic

"Nothing Normani" I said harshly

"Are you mad at me, did I do something?" She said walking closer to me.

"Ugh, no Normani, I-I just don't wanna talk right now, I'm going home" I said grabbing my head walking but I couldn't walk straight.

"No" Normani said coming in front of me

"You're drunk Dinah stop" she said grabbing both my arms

"No I'm not Normani" I said slurring my words I said trying to push her away.

Until we got interrupted.

"Hey is she bothering you?" A tall black handsome man asked

"Uhh- uh no" Normani stuttered as she looked up at him

"Are you sure?" He asked with a smile.

"Yeah" she smiled back at him and let my arms go.

It made me sad how fast she stopped caring for me

"I'm Keith, by the way" he said giving her his hand to shake

"I'm Normani" she took his hand and smiled

I turned around and left to my car, she didn't even notice I left. I stumbled through the parking lot and into my car. I locked my doors and just sat there I watched how she laughed with him. I felt water on my thigh and looked down it was a tear drop.

"Why the fuck am I crying?" I said wiping my face and turning on my car.

I blasted Tyler, the creator's album "Igor" a/n (just saying, if y'all have not heard that album I highly recommend it because it is literally the best album your ears will ever hear it's such a beautiful album). I didn't drive back home I went to my usual spot which was the Hollywood sign. I needed to clear my head right now. I didn't want to think of her. I couldn't get the images out of my head. How the guys would touch her ass and she would let them. How they would stick their tongues down her throat and she would let them. I arrived at the Hollywood sign and just stayed in my thoughts and they flowed my head.

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