Don't Play With Me // A Zendaya {and Justin Bieber} Fanfiction

Six

*Zendaya's POV*

Oh fuck. My body just dropped straight to the ground. What the hell just happened?! I looked down to my legs.

"Shit. He shot me." I wispered to myself

He might have hit me, but doesn't mean I can't move.

I army crawled as fast as I could towards where Bella was, leaving behind a trail of blood. I looked back and saw him slowly walking behind me.

I turned a corner and saw Bella lying on the ground. Damnit, I still didn't have my phone. Shit.

"BELLA! Please tell me you're ok"

I pleaded, coming up beside her.

I shook her but she didn't open her eyes.

"BELLA! PLEASE!" I shook her, as tears started to drip down my cheeks.

She's gone...and it's all my fault. I should have stayed with her...how could I be so-

BANG

My body flew right against the lockers.

Not again.

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