After sitting and talking by the bar for a while, Tracy glances at me and then raises her eyebrow.
"Hey, what's wrong with you, Daya?"
"Huh?" I asked confused.
"Did something happen? You look a little pale and you aren't really talking." Tracy looks at LaMelo. "What did you do to her LaMeyo?!"
"Me? I didn't do anything."
"Uh...I have to tell you both something."
"What is it?" LaMelo asked.
I take in a deep breath before speaking again.
"Before I tell you, you just have to promise me you won't get too mad." I turn towards LaMelo. "And you promise me you won't do anything stupid when I tell you."
Tracy nods her head immediately and LaMelo does the same but he hesitates to do so.
"Jose wanted to talk to me again and I refused. Once I refused he kinda grabbed me by my wrist and tried to force me to talk to him." I continue to tell LaMelo and Tracy what happened between me and Jose.
Once I finish, they both have the same shocked expression on their faces.
"What the fuck. I can't believe Jose's hanging out with people like that." Tracy says.
LaMelo sits there silently. One of his hands is balled up into a fist and his other hand has a single finger which is tapping on the bar quickly.
"Are you okay Zendaya?" LaMelo asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. I'm probably just still a bit shocked that's all."
"Good. Stay with Tracy I'll be back." LaMelo gets off the bar stool as he looks at Tracy. "Don't leave her!"
"LaMelo!" I call out as he stalks away from me and Tracy.
I hop off of the stool and follow after LaMelo.
"LaMelo!" I call out again. Once again, I'm ignored.
Taking in a deep breathe, I run towards the angry teenager in front of me.
You shouldn't have told him...
You should've kept it to yourself.
You know how he gets Daya!
You're so fucking stupid.
Now he's gonna get hurt trying to protect you.Millions of thoughts run throughout my head.
I'm stressing.
I'm overthinking, panicking even.
Finally, I catch up to LaMelo and forcefully turn him around.
His pupils are dilated and it makes his eyes look like they're black instead of their usual brown color.
"What?!"
"You promised me you wouldn't get mad and do anything stupid!" I state as I look up at him.
"I promised not to do anything stupid when you tell me, and you're done telling me which means I'm okay to go do something stupid."
"LaMelo. His friends had a gun...I don't want you to get hurt on my account!"
"I just need to clear my head. I won't get hurt, I promise."
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The Tutor 2
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