The Chance of My Life (a Zendaya & Beyoncé fanfic)

Chapter sixteen

Zendaya’s P.O.V.

Trevor guided me inside the MGM Arena and we walked towards the receptionist. “The VIP guests can go backstage in two hours,” she said. “What?! No, Beyoncé invited us and we could come a few hours earlier to discuss things,” I said panicking. “Sweetheart, we all have dreams,” she said making me furious. “Calm down, Zendaya,” a sweet, calm voice whispered in my ears. The voice obviously belonged to Trevor. Somehow he could always make me relax, no matter what’s happening. I think that that’s one of the magic things in our relationship. Even though Trevor calmed me down a lot I still glared at the receptionist. Why didn’t she believe me? I know I’m a bad liar, but I wasn’t lying, so why did I come across as a liar?

“Zendaya, look at me,” Trevor whispered in my ear as we sat down in the restaurant across the ticket-bar. I melted again when I got lost in his eyes. “I know this is not the way we planned it, but it’s happening so let’s just wait two hours and enjoy the time together instead of wasting two hours by glaring at the receptionist,” he said making a point.

We decided to order some Starbucks, since we were thirsty. As usual I got a caramel frappuccino, with extra caramel at the bottom. We got our drinks and went to the table. “They belong with me,” we heard a familiar voice say. We turned around and saw the fierce, redheaded Ashley, who was obviously referring to us. “Obviously I knew that,” the receptionist said blushing. I just glared at her again while following Ashley to the elevator. “Thank you for getting us out of there, she was basically panicking,” Trevor said to Ashley while I was hugging her. “Aww, no problem…it’s nice to see you two again,” she said even though we saw her yesterday. “It’s nice to see you again, you know I love you,” I told her as the doors of the elevator opened. I got to see Trevor’s fake sad face as a reply. “You know I love you too,” I said laughing. He smiled and pecked my cheek. “You two are just too cute,” I heard someone other than Ashley say. “BEY,” I said as I ran to her and hugged her tight. A few seconds later I felt someone hugging my leg. “Blue, Blue,” I said as I let go of Beyoncé and looked down. “I love you, Zeday,” she said as I hugged her. “I love you too, Blue,” I said being surprised at the fact she – almost – remembered my name.

“So me and Jay have talked about this thing,” Beyoncé said. “I don’t know if you have made your decision or not, but maybe we can solve this problem. Both Jay and I can see the love between the two of you is real, and we know it’s very hard to leave each other for such a long time,” she said making me more nervous than I already was. “If you agree on being a dancer on my tour, we wanna bring Trevor to each show of the tour, if he wants to,” she said as my mouth fell open. Of course I wanted to scream ‘YES, WE TOTALLY WANNA DO THAT,’ but I have to calm down and discuss this thing with Trevor first. “Do you wanna do that?” I asked Trevor as my face lit up when I got prepared for the yes he was about to say.

“I don’t know, Zendaya…I’m really sorry for disappointing you right now, but what about school? You know school is really important to me,” he said. My smile immediately turned into a frown and I had to fight the tears that were coming. “What am I gonna do now? It doesn’t matter what I’ll choose, it’ll hurt at least one person...me,” I said starting to cry because both Trevor and Beyoncé mean the world to me.

“JAY,” Beyoncé yelled while I thought she called him to convince me to go on tour with her. A few seconds later Jay walked in. “Hey Z,” he said as he came up to me to give me a hug. “Hey,” I replied not really finding a reason to talk. “Have you forgotten my name?” Jay in a tone said making me giggle. “Hey Jay,” I said. “Jay who?” he said acting confused. “Hey Jay-Z,” I said punching him softly in the arm. “Ouch, that hurts,” he said making me laugh. “Mr. Carter,” I said with a smile on my face that quickly faded away. “Now what’s the problem?” he asked Bey. “Well, I told Zendaya and Trevor about the idea, but Trevor says school is really important to him, so he’d rather not come with us,” she said. “Can I talk to you privately?” she continued talking to Jay. “Sure hun,” Jay replied grabbing Beyoncé’s hand and leading her to the bathroom.

“I’m sorry Z,” Trevor said looking at me and I could see by the look on his face he was having a hard time, probably ‘cause he felt he let me down. “It’s okay,” I said putting the side of my face on Trevor’s chest while hugging him tight.

“We may have another solution,” Beyoncé said when she and Jay came back. I looked at them hoping for the best. Beyoncé looked at Jay, meaning he has to continue. “We wanna pay both of you private teachers that travel with you whenever you want. They are called set-teachers,” Jay said. My eyes started to lit up again and I looked at Trevor hoping he’d agree. “Soooo?” I asked him. He shook his head like I was crazy.