Dirty Dancing

9

I woke up, looking to my side to see the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. Zendaya. I got up and walked to the kitchen and started to fix some eggs. I felf Z's arms wrap around my neck.
"How'd you sleep?" I asked, smiling.
"Better than I have in a while." She said, pulling away to grab plates. She set the table and I brought the food over. After pouring our drinks, we ate.
I check my phone to see a ton of social media notifications. I opened my twitter and scrolled down to see a picture of us making out in the water. Oh shit.
"Hey Z, check your twitter..." I sighed, worried about her response.
"Yeah, good picture. Should get it framed." She said, giggling.
She saw my shocked expression and explained, "Val, people need to understand that I'm twenty years old. I know what the fuck I'm doing."
"You knew what you were doing last night..." I whispered. She turned around and smirked.
" I'm going down to the beach, be free to join me!" She called and walked out the back door and I followed, stripping off my shirt off on the way. She laid down on a towel and I unexpectedly went down on top of her, pecking her lips.
She smiled and closed her eyes. I did the same.
" You know what Val, let's show the world!" She exclaimed happily, pulling out her phone. I sat up and went into photography mode.
We posed to where I had my legs crossed and she was sitting on my lap facing me, we were forehead to forehead.
Z snapped the picture and posted it on social media. Immeadiatly notifacations were going off. She was mine and if the world couldn't tell by that photo, I don't know.
next day---------
We walked into reherdsals, Val and I's hands together. Karina wiggled her eyebrows and I gave her the finger. Roshon saw us and motioned me over. I tugged on Val so he would let go.
"Z, where are you going with him?"
" We're going to talk, okay." I explained and he let go.
Roshon immeadiaty started to blabber about how he was so sorry and how he still wanted to be friends and all this shit. I already forgave him, but he didn't know that.
"Roshon, shut up! I forgive you, just calm yo self."
"Wait what..." After a moment of processing the information, he hugged me. We were interrupted by Val coughing.
"Okay, enough phyisical contact!" Val said and childishly pulled me towards him. Roshon laughed and walked away, probably to practice.
The reason I forgave him was because he was too good of friend to loose. Speaking of friends, I think Bella is coming down tomorrow from New York. I really miss her, but I'll just have to deal with it.
Val escorted me to his studio and we sat down. He was writing in a notebook, creating the dance. I, on the other hand, was on my phone organizing my studio sessions for this month.
"Oh my god!" I sighed in frustration. Val looked up and saw what was happening."Z, babe, just get a manager." He said cautiously, last time he brought it up I left and didn't talk to him for a week.
"You're right, I just need someone I trust. Last time I had a manager it almost ruined my career." I sighed again, clearly depressed about the topic. Val quickly changed the subject and we talked about DWTS being nominated for a Grammy.
"I'm glad I brought this up, I need to ask you a question."
"Okay, what is it?"
"The Grammys are next week and I was wondering if you would go with me, as in like a date?" He asked, clearly nervous.
"Val, I would love to go!" I said happily. I was so excited, expecially because Trevor and I's movie, The Forgotten One's, was nominated for best Action Movie of 2015.
We continued practice and moved on to learning lifts and other shit. We practically had everything down with minimal error.
"So wardrobe...?" Val asked.
'Oh um, how about something loose. Like what you would wear for a rumba?" He agreed and the clothing journey began.