The Bad Boy and I

Lets Hang Out

C H A P T E R # 4

My eyes widened at his voice. "H-how'd you get my number, Trevor". To say I'm surprised that he got my number would be an overstatement. I knew he'd get my number somehow. I just didn't know he'd get it this quickly

"I have my ways" he answered. I could tell he was smirking through the phone.

"You have my number now, so what do you want" I said

"Let's hang out tomorrow"

"Hmm, ok and what would we be doing while we 'hang out'? " I asked

"Hmm, you seem like a dancer, maybe you could give me a-" I cut him, off not letting him finish his sentence.

"No, I may be a dancer, but I will not use my skills on you" I said disgusted

"Aw man, I was seriously looking forward to that"

"Come to think of it, I can't hang out with you I have plans" I lied

"Oh really, doing what?" he asked, sounding like he did not believe a word I said

"Um my mom and I have a mandetory family game night" I said trying to sound to sound believable. "Ok I really don't wanna talk anymore so bye".

"That's not a good reason to hang up on some-" I ended the call before he could finish his last word. I went back to Adrianna who I put on hold for a while.

"Hey, you still there?"

"Yes, I am. You were gone for a while, who was on the other line?" she asked

"Um Trevor was on the other line"

"WHAT! really. How'd he get your number. I thought you didn't give it to him?" she said suprised

"I didn't give him my number. I have no idea how he got my number, he wouldn't tell me when I asked him"

"Oh, then what did he want?"

"He just want to 'hang out' if you know what I mean"

"Oooh when are you two 'hanging out'?" she asked

"Never. We are never hanging out. It's never gonna happen" I said sternly

"Ok, ok whatever. Girl I gotta go. My mom needs me help her move in my new stepdads stuff. Yay" she said sarcastically.

"Haha. Alright bye" with that I hung up. I jogged down the stairs, and saw my mom wasn't downstairs. I walked into the kitchen, and saw on the counter a bucket of KFC Fried Chicken. There was a note beside the food.

Zendaya,

At the hostpital with your Dad. I'll be there all night. I left dinner on the counter.

Love you,

Mom

I sighed and grabbed a drumstick from the bucket and started eating it. My dads been in the hostpital for about a month now, he has lung cancer. He's had it for 5 years. It used to be not that bad, but now its at stage 3. He's went to chemo a couple weeks ago, and he's not responding to it very well.

There's a very low chance that he'll live. There's been days where my mom would go for days without sleep hoping he'd get better, but he's been getting worse and worse.

I began to cry, I wish there was a way where he could get better, but there's nothing we can do. I love my dad. I was daddy's little girl. He was like my second best friend, I would tell him everything. We never had any drama, not even boy drama considering when I had my first boyfriend he was in the hostpital.