"Well, hey there Dinah Jane," he said with a smile. "Long time, no see."
Dinah clutched your hand even tighter at his words. She was frozen, like she had been put in a block of ice, and you didn't know what to say either, so you just stared at the boy.
"I've been wanting to talk to you," Thomas continued, stepping closer. Dinah almost fell over trying to move backward.
"I don't have anything to say to you," Dinah returned, searching for a way to get past him.
Thomas put a hand out, probably trying to settle Dinah. "Maybe not. But I have a few things to say to you."
"Are you insane? There's no fucking way I'm having a conversation with you."
"Please, just hear me out. Ten minutes is all I need."
Dinah's jaw clenched, and she didn't respond for a moment. She looked as if she was actually debating having a talk with him.
"Dinah..." you whispered.
She met your eyes for a moment and finally spoke. "Our friends are waiting on us. We have to go."
Dinah steeled herself and tried to push past the tall, lanky boy, but he grabbed her arm, stopping her dead in her tracks.
"Get the fuck off me," Dinah gritted out, not facing Thomas.
He released her. "I will. But please, just come talk to me. I swear, ten minutes is all I need."
With that, you and Dinah made your way back to your friends. Apparently, Dinah didn't hide her emotions very well, because you were met with quizzical expressions from the four sitting there.
"Uh... you okay, Dinah?" Normani asked. Dinah only nodded.
Conversation continued around the table, but you and the taller Polynesian didn't really participate. Dinah was on another planet, her gaze distant and her expression thoughtful. You observed her, only speaking when addressed and laughing when a joke was made. Eventually, Lauren and Ally left, and not much later Normani and Camila made their way out as well. Now it was only you and Dinah, sitting at the booth with an awkward silence above you.
"Are you actually gonna go talk to him?" You inquired softly.
Dinah nervously bounced her leg up and down. "I don't know." You put a hand on her thigh to settle it. "But if I do," she continued, "will you come with me?"
"Good," she exhaled, "it's good to have backup."
You looked over your shoulder to see Thomas' group was on their last turn.
"We won't have to wait long, DJ. They're almost done."
She took another deep breath and scooted as far inside of the booth as she could get. "Come sit with me, Y/N." she patted the space next to her.
You complied, moving to be beside her. She shifted closer to you, resting her head on your shoulder and closing her eyes. You checked the time on your phone and surprisingly, it was almost midnight.