Ally: I want ya'll to come to church with me this Sunday.
Camila: Lauren and I can't.
Ally: Why not?
Camila: 'Cause we'll burst into flames.
Dinah: Well, in that case, i'll go. I'd love to see those bitches sizzle.
Normani: Dinah, you're homicidal.
Lauren: Camz, I don't really think we'd actually combust.
Camila: Lauren, idk what "combust" means, I'm talking about catching on fire.
Lauren: Oh my gosh Camila, that's what combust means.
Ally: Guys, why would you combust?
Normani: Probably because their gay.
Dinah: Ohhhh, I was thinking it was because their cuban.
Camila: Stfu Dinah.
Ally: Ya'll are not gonna burst into flames 'cause "you're gay". Don't even worry about that.
Lauren: Wait, why do you want all of us to come to church with you anyway?
Ally: Because, we need to put some faith back in this group. We're starting to act like hooligans.
Dinah: We are hooligans.
Camila: We know you are Dinah.
Dinah: Girl, if you don't step back...
Normani: Guys, chill. We'll go to church with you on Sunday Ally.
Lauren: Yeah, why not? I mean, I used to go all the time when I was a kid.
Dinah: Yeah, I guess I'll go to, but keep Mila at a safe distance away from me. I already have a nice tan going and if she catches fire I don't want to get too crispy.
Normani: I can't tell if you were just a little racist there...
Camila: Okay, Ally I'll go too, but if I "combust", it's on you girl.
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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.