Author's Note: I know it's been a while, sorry but nevertheless, enjoy! 😊 Btw: I'm a hardcore Valdaya shipper--post DWTS ❤️
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Z "Wait outside for me to try this dress on?" I asked my bodyguard. Rarely do I take solo trips without my best friend or stylists and such but today I wasn't really feeling the big scene. My bodyguard was always by my side though, ready to move when I did and at twenty-three with a solo career after leaving my girl-group 12th Harmony, I moved a lot.
Around others, he was mostly silent, honestly frightening but when it was just us, I know I'm not crazy but I just feel some chemistry there.
Brushing him out of my thoughts, I slid the dress up my body and tossed my hair to one side, and made sure it fit well enough.
I pulled back the curtain in Saks and poked my head out, searching for him in the private dressing room. "Val, zip me up?"
I was perfectly able to zip it up, but sometimes I like messing with him and asking him to do things like that for me.
Without a word, he turned around so that he was visible in the mirror in front of me, then he zipped my dress. "How does it look?" I asked, gently biting my bottom lip.
He didn't say anything, he just stood there for a moment so I playfully rolled my eyes at him. "Looks great Zendaya," I mocked in my attempt at a Russian-New Jersey accent before pushing him out the way and pulling the curtain closed.
Taking a picture, I sent a text to my best friend Normani and awaited for her response.
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See, this is why she's my best friend. She encourages me to do things that she knows I want to do, but I don't have the guts to. When I say Val and I have chemistry, I mean intense, butterflies in your stomach chemistry. The type of chemistry that I could barely look him in his eye sometimes because I'd need to change my panties and the thing about it is, he barely ever said a word to me.
