Don't Play With Me // A Zendaya {and Justin Bieber} Fanfiction

Twenty Four

*Zendaya's POV*

"That can't be her"

I was absolutely astonished. I was having mixed emotions. I didn't know how to feel.

All this time I thought she died.. she was actually alive. I blamed myself for her death, to realise that she never even died.

There she was, standing metres away from me. Laughing, having fun.

Firstly I was absolutely pissed. We were supposed to be bestfriends and she betrayed me, but secondly, I was happy that she's alive.

"Who are you looking at?" Justin asked.

I snapped out of my state of utter confusion to think of a response.

Should I tell her that Bella was stading before my eyes or should I lie?

I feel as thought I can trust him with my soul and afterall, he did save me and he's the reason i'm alive today, but I don't really want him involved.

But i'm not going to lie to him.

"That girl, over there. That's Bella." I spoke, then clenched my jaw.

His eyes widened, then his face waa overtaken by a wave of confusion.

"That's Bella? That's the girl that tripped in front of my house this morning. But didn't Bella passed away after the shooting 2 years ago..?" He questioned.

"Well, that's definately her. So obviously not." I said with no expression at all.

Before I had any time to think, my body was already taking me towards her and dragging Justin along.

When Justin stopped. He let go of my hand and grabbed my arm in order to stop me. I then turned to face him.

"Zendaya.." Justin began.

"Just think this through. What are you going to do once you get to her?" He asked, trying to calm me down.

I yanked my arm out of his grip and turned around so that I could confront her.

But she was gone.

"Fuck, Justin. Thanks a lot. She's gone now!" I shouted at him.

I threw the stuffed bear, he won me, at him then stormed off, making sure to bump him whilst I walked past.

Before I knew it I was crying. Everything started making sense, I had time to think it over a bit. Justin was right, what would I have done? He was only being logical and I treated him like shit. I turned around to see him chasing after me.

I ran into him, embracing him into a massive hug.

"I'm sorry Justin. You were right, I shouldn't have treated you the way I d-" I apologised before he cut me off with a nothing but a passionate kiss.

"It's ok." He whispered once we pulled apart.

He then threw his arm around me.

"Lets get home" He spoke handing me back my bear.

All I could do was smile, he treated me so well and always knows the right thing to say.

Once we were in the car, we started to drive back to his place.

"You can take me home if you want." I stated.

I didn't know why I was going to his house. Sure I enjoy his company a lot but i'm hoping he doesn't want to you know.. have sex with me. It'll be too rushed and If something goes wrong, lets just say I don't plan on getting pregnant at 18.

"Yeah, I'll take you home.. tomorrow." He replied, whispering the last part.

We soon arrived at his house. He opened the door for me like a gentleman and then we went upstairs to his room.

My heart was racing, I didn't know what to think. I'm hoping we'll just do something chill but knowing me things will take an unexpected turn.

"Uh, What are we going to do?" I said, I think he could sense my nervousness through my tone.

"Probably watch a movie and then we'll sleep. Is that cool?"

"Sounds like a plan" I sighed with relief.

He was going through his closet looking for something. After a minute of rummaging through drawers, he handed me a jumper and some shorts.

"Here put these on, they'll probably be more comfortable." He said with a smile.

I took the clothes, returning the smile.

"There's a bathroom back there or you can change here if you want." He said pointing down the hall.

"Bathroom it is." I said, adding a short laugh.

I changed into Justin's clothes, inhaling his scent. To my necklace catching my attention. It was the half-a-heart necklace that wrote "Best Friends". I had the part that said "Best" and she had "Friends". I've worn it everyday since she "passed away". I ripped the necklace off and threw it out the bathroom window.

I grouped myself together and headed to Justin's room, with my clothes in my hands.

I walked into this room and threw them on his bed.

I was dressed in a big black sweater and some grey shorts. He was wearing a huge white t-shirt and some long red shorts.

"So what movie are we watching?" I asked him.

"Whatever you want." He replied.

Damnit, I'm not good at chosing things. If I pick a bad movie then I'll be to blame. Ugh the stress.

"Does Divergent sound good?" I asked, wanting his approval.

"Epic." He replied with a smile.

He slumped down on his bed and patted the spot next to him, signalling me to sit.

He turned the TV on, which was accross the room. He loaded the movie and we began to watch.

During the movie it was kind of cold, so I tucked my legs into the sweater. But Justin just threw a blanket over the two of us. He pecked me on the cheek and then held my hand. I leaned my head against his shoulder and continued to watch the movie.

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