"My thighs look hideous. I can't believe this" I groan standing in front of the mirror. "They don't look that bad...it's just really red" I sigh turning Camila. "I should punch you"
"What? I didn't do anything!"
"You set me up on that date...if you wouldn't have introduced me to her this" I motion to my legs "wouldn't have never happen" she rolls her eyes "I said I was sorry get over it" she turns around walking out the room.
"I'm going to take a shower try not to burn yourself y/l/n" she says with a chuckle I flipped her off walking downstairs. And plopping on the couch.
Not even a second later there was a knock on the door. I groan standing up and walking to the door.
I open it and my eyes widen "hey y/n-" I slammed the door shut.
I ran upstairs and into the bathroom "MIMI HELP"
"What?!" She yells from behind the curtain.
"LAUREN'S HERE. I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO HER!" The water stops and she pokes her head out "what is she doing here?" I shrug.
"Hand me my towel" I did as told. She stepped out and wrapped it around her. She walks past walking out the door.
"You're going to talk to her in a towel?!" She nods walking downstairs going to the door. I walked up behind her.
She opens a door. "About Tim-" she slams the door shut. "Why did you do that?"
"I panicked" I roll my eyes and open the door. "Hey Lauren" we both say she furrows her eyebrows. "Hey?" She walks in.
"Y/n I missed you" she went to hug me but I backed up. "Are you ok?" I looked at Camila. She shrugs. "Yeah just a bit sick don't want to give you a cold" I chuckle nervously.
"Well that's ok. Hey Camila" Camila gave her a small smile. "Uh make yourself at home...y/n I need to talk to you" Camila grabs my arm pulling away.
"she's totally in love with you"
"What she didn't even do anything how do you know?"
"It's the way she looked at you"
"How did she look at me?"
"She looked at you the way Dinah use to look at you" my eyes widen and a gasp left my mouth. "Really?" She nods. I look over at Lauren to see her looking around. Her eyes met mine, she gives me a small smile. I waved looking away.
"What do I do?"
"I don't know"
I sigh "look I'm going to get dressed keep her company"
"No! Camila don't leave me down here with her" she smacked her hand away "shut up!. You got this" she walks away.
"No I don't".....

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Hopefully (Dinah/You)
FanfictionYou: Yeah but hopefully I'll get over her Dinah: Hopefully? You: oh shoot wrong number (Sequel to Fuck Off) (Non-G!p) (GxG) (13+) (Completed)