Zendaya's convinced she's happy. She has the perfect boyfriend, Trever, she has her music that she's going on tour for again, she stars in big movies now, she's the top covergirl, and she has the best friends in the world. Laura, Jacob, Tony. And To...
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zendaya the sun loves me😊
—————————————————————————— Zendaya
I finished my song for the stupid deadline. You know, if you want a good song from a good artist like my self, you need to give the person time. Is that too much to ask for? I handed it in a couple hours after we left the hospital. If it weren't for Tom and the little boy, I probably wouldn't have even came up with a topic for the song before the deadline. "What's the name of the song? I need it to send it to the producers." Mackenzie said over the phone. "Neverland." "That's a creative name." She said not sounding too impressed. I'm gonna be straight forward. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. Mackenzie's a bitch. The biggest one I know. She's always hated me. She's not a celebrity, but god would she love to be one. But she can't. There's nothing about her that's, Boom, Pow, Shazam. Not to be mean or anything. It's just a fact. And because she's not a celebrity, she tries to make me do the things that she would do if she were a celebrity herself. Be straight forward, don't sugarcoat things, you don't have time for fans, always finish things 24 hours before the deadline, blah blah blah. Ugh! Sometimes I just wanna tip her head off! Anyway, she's not my assistant but she books everything and gets in touch with certain people, makes sure I hand in all the lyrics to the songs for my album, blah blah, etc. "Where'd you come up with that name?" She asked trying to sound interested even though she was jut sounding like a robot. "It was from something Tom had said." I said smirking. "Oh, you got it from Tom?" She said making herself all of a sudden sound happy and giddy. That's the one and only thing I love about Mackenzie. Werwolfs Weakness = Silver Bullet Supergirls Weakness = Kryptonite Mackenzies Weakness = Tom Holland Luckily, I have easy access to her weakness. "How'd that come up?" I knew she would want to hear a story about him, so I just said, "It's a long story." My phone started to buzz and Toms caller ID piped up. "Speaking of the devil, that's him, I gotta go." "No wait, Zend—" "Byeeeeeee" I said cutting her off. I answered Tom and let out a breath/sigh of relief from not having to talk to Mackenzie anymore. "Hi." I heard him chuckle a little. "Mackenzie?" "Yeah." He laughed. "I honestly don't see why you don't like her. I think she's pretty nice." I laughed dramatically. "Tom, I don't don't like her, I despise her! She's the devil. You just don't see her as a bitch because she absolutely loves you." "Me?" Tom says like he's surprised and I can see him in my head dramatically placing his hand on his chest. We both laughed. "Anyway, what's up?" "I just called to see if dinner is still on." Right. I promised Tom I'd tell him everything that's bothering me over dinner. Of course I'm not actually going to tell him. But there's a reason I'm an actress right? "Yes. Absolutely. Are you going to tell me where we going yet?" "Nope. Like I've been saying for the past week, it's a surprise." "Ugh, fine." "Zendaya?" A lady said. "Hang on Tom." I turned towards the lady. "Yeah?" "The doctor will see you now." "Okay," I said as I watched her leave the room leading me to where the doctor was. "Hey Tom?" "Yeah," "I gotta run, but I'll see you tomorrow at," "7:00pm." I smiled. "Okay. Bye." "Bye."
I followed the lady down a couple of hallways until we reached a room with a woman, I'm assuming the doctor, sitting in her chair but stood when we both entered. "Hello Ms.Coleman, I'm Dr.Rodriguez." She said holding her hand out towards me. "Hi." I replied. Dr.Rodriguez nodded towards the lady and she left the room leaving us alone. "So, what brings you by?" She asked sitting back down and gesturing for me to take a seat in the other chair. I sat down and crossed one leg over the other. "Well, my side, kind of where my rib cage is, has been paining for the past couple of days." "How long is the past couple of days?" "Um, maybe, two. Yeah, probably two." "Okay. Can you stand up over here please and just lift up your shirt where it's paining." "Yeah." We both stood up and I walked closer to her and turned to the side a bit so she could see better and I wouldn't have to lift my shirt that high. She lightly touched my side and I flinched. "Sorry, are my hands cold?" She asked smiling still looking. "Sorry, no they're fine." "Looks like you have a couple of bruised ribs. How'd this happen?" I started to get uncomfortable. "Um, I—uh, I fell down the stairs the other day, so it could've been from that." It wasn't from that. "But, it's nothing too serious?" "Oh no. You'll be fine. Does it hurt to inhale?" "Sometimes." "Do you have any anxiety or panic attacks?" "Sometimes. Well, quite often actually." I said in a quieter voice. "Ok, well then if you do happen to have one and it starts to hurt to inhale, take these." She said handing me a bottle of small pills. "Take one." "How long will it take to heal?" "About a month or so. So until then, no sports, going to the gym or walking for a long time, and moving your upper body a lot." "Okay." I put my coat of and gave her a quick hug. "Thank you Dr.Rodriguez." "Anytime."
Tom
"So where are you taking her?" Jacob said as we were walking through the mall. "It's a surprise." I said out of habit from Zendaya asking me. "Tom. Do I look like Zendaya?" I laughed. "I'm not gonna tell her we're you're taking her." "Fine." I looked up and spotted Trever standing in the middle of the hall staring at me. I guess that's his way of telling me to come over. I laughed to myself a little. "Hang on," I said patting Jacobs shoulder as I jogged down the mall hall. "Hey man. How's it going" I said holding out my hand, which he didn't take. "Okay," I moved my hand to the side of my leg. "Um, what brings you to the mall?" "I'm looking for a Valentine's Day gift." Right. Him and Z. "Oh, right. That's tomorrow." I just felt like my bright sunshiny mood was just stomped on. I started thinking about Zendaya and how much I know she'd be happier with me. Wait, what am I saying? I don't like her like that. But then again, she's, she's perfect. I love how she laughs at all of my jokes even though I know they aren't funny and are stupid. I love how she's so nice to everybody, especially her fans. God, she won't stop going on about how much they mean to her. I love how much she loves Tessa and has tried to take her home twice. I love how she loves my family and my family loves her and that they hang out even when I'm not there. But more importantly, I just love her. I love how when she's hungry in the middle of the night she eats pickles. I love how when she laughs really hard she snorts with makes her laugh even more. I love how when she's reading a book she yells at the characters for doing something stupid. I love how she's always playing with the strings on her Hoodie and won't buy it unless it has string. I love how she moves her food around on her plate so own thing isn't touching another. I love how hard working she is, funny, caring, and lovable. And, i love how she's beautiful. No matter what she's doing or where she is, she's absolutely beautiful . Okay.... maybe I might like her a little like that. "Hey, you good there bro?" Trever said. "What? Oh yeah, I'm good. Sorry. What where you saying again?" "I was saying how I wanted to take her out tomorrow night for Valentine's Day dinner." I just looked at him. "Do you think she'll like that, would she prefer to stay home?" He laughed at patted my back. "Come on man. Snap out of your little daze." "Sorry." I mumbled. "Yeah, she'd—, um, she'd like that." I took a deep breath. "Okay, I have to get back to Jacob." I said turning around and not saying anything else. "O—Okay, uh, thanks, I guess."
I walked over to Jacob and kept walking right passed him toward the exit doors hoping he'd get the hit that I want him to follow me and that I want to go home. My eyes started to water, but I quickly shut that down. But not fast enough. Jacob caught up to me, but obviously saw me. He sighed. "You finally figured it out huh?" I frowned. "Finally figured what out?" "That you like Zendaya and that she's with Trever so you can't be with her." I stopped walking. I turned toward Jacob. "What he hell? literally just realized I liked her. How?" "A lot of us have known for a long time. Jon has known from day one when you guys did the screen test. He sensed chemistry." He laughed in a way where he was expecting a laugh in response. I forced myself to smile, I looked away from Jacob. "Okay," he said. "Let's go home"
