The Quiet Girl

-chapter 20-

-Zaya Brown-

As I wake up I look around to see that I'm back in my room. The last I remember was being downstairs with Zhaye watching a movie. I check what time it is and it's 11:17.

I go downstairs and I see Zhaye sleeping on the couch. Zhaye's mom must be worried for him. I gently shake him awake.

"Morning, Zhaye." He starts to slowly open his eyes.

"Leave me alone." He says in a raspy voice.

"Come on now your mom is probably worried about you."

"I told her I was going to be here last night and she's chill with it."

I roll my eyes and I'm still trying to get him to wake up.

"Zaya you can either join me on the couch or let me have some sleep."

I freeze once I completely understand what he just said.

"Such a bold statement from you." I replied.

"Zaya are you coming or not?" Zhaye asks now frustrated.

"Nah, I'm good." I reply and he sighs. He puts his hand out for me to grab it and I do. He grabs it drags me down to the chair. Once I'm in a sitting position he puts his head on my lap.

"Zhaye quit playing." I told him gently tapping his head.

"Zaya c'mon.."

"Alright alright sleep." I give in. I can see a slight smile growing on his face. I start to play with his hair. Soon after I end up falling asleep myself.

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-Zhaye Andrews-

I woke a couple hours later I checked my phone and it was 3:37. I walk to the kitchen and try to find something to eat.

The fridge is full and I'm wondering what to eat. I grab a plate and put some food on the plate and put it in the microwave. I walk back to the chair and lay next to Zaya as I wait.

I hear something but I don't mind it and keep on scrolling on my phone.

"GET OFF MY DAUGHTER!!" I hear someone yell and someone hitting me with something. Zaya wakes up and we both jolt up from the chair looking back at who that was.

It's Zaya's mom.

"Zhaye?" Her mom says. "Yes, Ma'am.."

"What are you doing laying beside my daughter?"

"Mom I can explain!" Zaya says.

"Really? Then explain because why was a boy laying next to you?" She says sounding a little angry. We both stay silent.

"You both better say something before I smack you both with this shoe." She says holding up her shoe.

"Do we tell her?" I slowly whisper into Zaya's ear. Because I'm a little scared of what that shoe can do. She doesn't say anything.

"Did I not ask you both a question? What were you both doing laying next to each other?" Her mom repeats again.

"We have to at this point." Zaya slowly replies into my ear. I give her a slight nod. I like the sound of her voice whispering into her ear.

"Well, we are sort of dating..." Zaya trails off

"Really? With Zhaye?" She says and she gave me a look. I can't tell if it's a disgusted look or she is slowly accepting the thought into her mind.

Zaya and I nod. She takes a sit on the chair.

"Wow you are dating someone."

"Is she ok?" I ask Zaya because mom looks like she is about to faint. Zaya shrugs and says "I don't even know." Sounding a little worried.

"Mom are you alright?"

"Well I guess it makes sense why you both were laying on top of each other..."

"We weren't doing anything Miss Brown I promise." I tried to reassure her.

"I hope so. But that's alright Zhaye is a good boy so that's not a huge problem." She just stood up and walked upstairs.

Once I heard a door close upstairs I look at Zaya and she looks at me.

"I think that went well." I smiled. "Zaya she hit you with her shoe." She said almost laughing.

"Zaya don't laugh it hurt." I said seriously rubbing my arm.

"Aww is poor Zhaye hurt?" She said rubbing my arm.

"Sort of.." I say in a nervous tone realizing that Zaya's hand is rubbing my arm. She slowly frowns.

"Are you nervous?" She questions.

"No why would I?" I tell her.

"Your tone changed when I rubbed your arm." She says smiling and I look away.

"Aw you are nervous. That's alright do you want me to make you something?" She asked.

"No thanks J already warmed some food from the fridge." I walked to the microwave and pulled out my plate.

I go to the table and take a sit. She sits by me.

"Zhaye?"

"Hm."

"Do you know where you want to know for college?" Zaya asks.

"Well I got an athletic scholarship from UCLA. So I'm guessing that's where I'm going. You?"

"UCLA is a amazing school Zhaye." She says smiling at me. I love her smile so much. "Thanks but where are you going to school?"

"I got accepted into NYU, JMU, and Colombia but I'm going to NYU." she says as I smile at her.

"Congrats Zaya those are awesome schools." I smile at her but she doesn't smile back.

"What's wrong?"

"Those are all schools in the opposite side of the country. My mom will be all alone." She says.

"Don't worry your mom can take it and you can always come back for vacations and all that." I tell her and she slightly smiles.

"I'm scared of all that tho." She says in a low tone.

"Why?"

"I don't know I just am."

My phone rings and I look and it's my mom. I sigh.

"Zaya I have to take this." I say standing up and pickup the phone.

"Zhaye where are you?"

"At Zaya's house I told you."

"You are spending a lot of time there. What are you doing?"

"Mom seriously?"

"What are you doing?"

"I'm eating."

"Alright when can you come home."

"Is this about dad? Did he come back?"

"Zhaye no. He didn't even step foot in here. There is something I need you to do for me." She says

"Alright I'll be there." I hang up and walk back to Zaya.

"I have to finish this up quickly J have to go back home." I say to Zaya.

"Of course." She smiles at me.

I finish quickly and wash my plate.

"Bye Zaya." I say walking up to her. I kiss her quickly and then I head for the door.

"Bye Zhaye."

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-hey i haven't uploaded in while and my bad-
-so the timeline in the story is sort of complicated and confused so from now on it's right taking place in April.
-thanks for reading this chapter.-
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