Camila: There's something I have to tell you guys...
Normani: Mila we already know.
Ally: Yeah, it's okay though, we wish you the best.
Lauren: Speak for yourselves, I'm pissed.
Dinah: Lauren, c'mon she needs to do this.
Camila: I'll make good money, and we can get a house together Laur.
Lauren: Wait you're not leaving me?
Camila: No, I mean, other people are gonna be all over me, but that's part of the job.
Lauren: Well, you can tell them to back off.
Camila: Not really, I mean, it'll be how I make money.
Dinah: What do you mean? Music will be how you make money.
Camila: Well, I'm sure music will be on in the background.
Normani: Camila, what are you talking about?
Camila: Some guy offered me really good money to be a stripper, so I figured I could get that money and then never have to work again.
Dinah: Oh okay... wait, what!?
Lauren: You make me wish I was straight.
Ally: Lord have mercy, Camila Cabello you are not becoming a stripper.
Camila: Damn it, why not?
Ally: Because you still drink out of juice boxes and when you're sick, you make your Mom fly out here to take care of you.
Normani: Yeah, and last weekend you watched all the High School Musicals in a row.
Lauren: I know, she made me watch them with her.
Camila: Hey! They're good movies.
Dinah: Camila, you're frickin' 20 years old.
Camila: Yeah and I know when to appreciate good film.
Lauren: Oh my god, I cant right now.
Ally: Bottom line is, you're not becoming a stripper.
Camila: Okay fine. Wait a second... what did you guys think I was going to tell you?
Dinah: Gotta Dinah! Byeeee
Normani: Oh I suddenly have to go clean my bunk.
Ally: Oops, gotta pray!
Lauren: I'm just leaving because no one wants to tell you.
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Fifth Harmony TextsFanfiction
Inside their phones, are text messages... that are mostly hella weird and screwed up, but hey, that's comedy. p.s I'll try to post a chapter as often as I can.