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

Twenty Seven

*Bella's POV*

As Justin used him forearm to wipe the blood off of his face, he looked furious.

He clenched his fist by his side and It was obvious he was going to hit me back.

I felt Z's grip on my shoulder as she shoved me aside.

I landed safely on the ground, but he just punched Z in the head.

Who does he think he is?!

If she was his boyfriend and in as much love as it seemed, he wouldn't hit her like that.

I was beyond astonished.

I quickly got to my feet to make sure Z was ok.

I caught her as she fell backwards. She must have passed out.

As i tried to bring her back to consciousness, I noticed Justin was feeling extremely bad so he tried to get close to her.

"Get the fuck away!" I shouted at him.

He immediately was taken back.

"Just please let me see if she's ok. I promise you I didn't mean to hit her." He said in a genuine tone.

"No. Get away. I'll take care of her myself. She doesn't need you, and I sure as hell don't need you." I spoke in a expressionless tone.

There was no outstanding physical damage to her head but I thought as though I should take her home with me so she can rest.

Justin walked away with his head held down.

I picked up Z in my arms and proceeded to carry her to my house.

When I arrived at my house, I twisted the front door knob to find it open. That means mum's home.

I walked to the stairs, passing the livingroom where my mum was watching TV when she stopped me.

"Hey Bella, your jog took longer than usual, didn't you just go around the block?" She asked me, her eyes glued to the TV.

"Yeah." I replied, with a rushed tone.

"What's the rush?-" She turned to face me and her eyes immediately widened when she saw Z in my arms.

"I just need to let her lie down." I reassured my mum.

She approached me and examined Z.

"Ok so, she's still alive." I rolled my eyes. "What happened to her?" I pannicked.

Should I tell my mum that the shooter from two years ago was dating Z and punched her in the face? I couldn't. I'll just have to make something up.

"Uhm.. When I was jogging through the park, I saw her get hit in the head by a highspeed baseball." I lied. That sounds good, sounds believable.

"Oh, well she shouldn't be out for long. Just let her have a lie down, get some rest. She'll wake up in no time." My mother filled me in.

"Thanks." I spoke before rushing up the stairs.

I placed Z down on my bed and covered her in my blanket.

I then went downstairs to get some water for when she wakes up.

When I came back, I saw Z sit up with confusion.

"Hey, I got you some water." I spoke in a happy tone.

"What am I doing here? How did I get here? Why am I here with you?! You betrayed me. You ran away from me this morning."

This morning?

I sprinted away from her yesterday..? Only because I didn't really know what to say to her. 'You thought I was dead for the past two years but I wasn't lol oops lets be besties again.'? No way.

"Z, you need to listen to m-" She cut me off.

"Don't call me that. Don't call me Z." She spokes with anger.

"Where's Justin?" She asked me, worried.

"Zendaya, you need to listen to me. He's not who you think he is. He's no good for you." I spoke sternly.

"How would you know what's good for me?! I haven't seen you in two whole years! If anything, you weren't the girl I thought you were." She fired back.

She stood up.

"Zendaya. Don't." I warned her.

She walked straight past me and to his house.

As she left my house, I decided to sneakily follow behind her to make sure he doesn't try to pull any tricks.

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