My Son Now Has My Heart

Mario Lopez?

Zendaya POV

I winced as the makeup lady pressed down on my cheek. It was swollen. I have no idea why. But it hurt.

"Did that hurt?" the lady asked in her thick Spanish accent.

"No." I lied.

"I didn't even press hard on cheek. I'm sorry." I nodded and waited for her to finish. 20 minutes later, I was walking down the hall to the room where they would be interviewing me. I saw Mario Lopez sitting on one of the couches.He looked at me and smiled.

"Hi Zendaya. It nice to finally meet you."
"Wow." I gushed. "You're telling me. I used to watch you on tv every week on America's Best Dance Crew. I loved that show."

"I loved hosting it." A man grabbed my hand and started to put a mic on me. I sighed and prayed that he wouldn't be all touchy touchy. But, the nigga was sort of kind of. I mean, he had to make sure the mic was on me properly.

After everything was situated, I sat down on the couch in front of Mario Lopez.

"Alright you guys. We're going to start in a few. So get camera ready." one of the producers said. I nodded and brushed some of my hair out my face.

"Alright, we're recording in 3, 2, 1."

"Hi you guys. I'm here with Zendaya Coleman. How are you doing today?" he asked.

"I'm doing great." I lied.

"That's great. So let's talk about you right now. What are you doing? Like, you're fans want to know."
"I'm exactly working on some new music right now."

"That is exciting."

"It's always exciting when you get to work with amazing people. Like, Chris Brown. We are coming out with a song."

"Chris Brown. As in the Chris Brown?" he asked smiling.

"Yep. That one."

"Wow. That's amazing. When can we expect that."

"Uh sometime soon. I mean. We are done with the song. Just figuring out the kinks."

"So anything else that we should expect?"

"Uh, I'm actually working on a new fashion line. For children."

"Wow. What inspired that?"

"Uh. not only the birth of my son. But also because I'm pregnant." I said.

"Excuse me. What?"

"Yeah. I'm pregnant." Mario smiled.

"Congratulations." he said smiling.

"Thank you."

"So, you heard it hear first. Zendaya is expecting baby number 2. Do you know the sex?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah. It's a boy." I said as a tear slid down my cheek.

"Why are you crying?" he asked. I grabbed one of the tissues and started to dab away the tears.

"I uh, I'm just really happy. You know. I love Andrew and I know I will love this little one." I lied. Mario looked at me concerned.

"Aww I felt the same way about my kids. They are my world." Mario said. "Thank you for stopping by."

"Thank you for having me."
'No problem. See you again on Extra." then the cameras stopped recording. Mario looked at me. "Uh, if you feel like you need someone to talk to, I'm here."

"I have people to talk to." I said. He looked at me. "It's nothing. I promise."
"Those aren't happy tears. I know those tears." he said.

"Yeah, well thank you for the concern. I appreciate it." He nodded and I walked out.

I walked up to the house and I heard music playing loudly. It was Save Dat Money to be exact. I sighed and knocked on the door. Nobody answered. I rolled my eyes and opened the door. I walked in and walked towards where the music was coming from. Inside the living room. I walked to the living room and saw OB3 dancing.

"Go OB3. OB3. OB3. Get it OB3. Go OB3. Ob3. OB3. Get it OB3." Odell chanted. I walked into the living room. Odell looked at me and smiled. Andrew looked up at me.

"Mommy!" he screamed running up to me. We hugged.

"Hey baby. What y'all do today?" I asked him. He looked up at Odell and laughed.

"It's a surprise." he said smiling.

"I don't like the sound of that."

"Sit down." Odell said.

"Nigga nah."

"Sit down nigga." he said I sighed and sat down. Then Odell wheeled out something.

"What is it?" I asked. He opened it and the cover fell down. "Odell?"

"It's a crib and a bed set. Also, a dresser. A changing table. Some clothes. And I got you a new stroller." I looked at Odell in disbelief.

"Nigga."
"Your welcome."

"You are doing a lot."
"I want to make sure you got everything for the baby."
"Well, then you could've got pampers and milk formula. Nigga, I have all of this stuff already."

"You're going to use the same stuff you had for Andrew for this baby?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah. It's not called hand me downs for no reason." I said trying to stand up.

"Then you're going to hate what else I bought you."

"What did you buy?" I asked worried. He looked away and then pointed to outside. I got up quickly and walked out back. There sat a brand new car. I already knew it was one of those family safe cars. I looked at Odell.

"Nigga."

"Surprise?" the kids said.