Senorita - Tomdaya

chapter 2 - tom

I feel my phone ringing in my pocket. I take it out and frown, this isn't mine. It's Zendayas. I pick it up.

"Z?"

"Tom, can you come over. Or I can, it doesn't matter. I've got something important to tell you."

Z sounds really stressed. "Um, sure, can you come over?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there." She hangs up. Two minutes later, the doorbell rings. Z stands outside, really stressed. She sighs and comes in.

"You better sit down for this." She says, sighing. I pale a bit and sit.

She sits next to me, she hands me my phone. "Listen to this." She says pressing play on a voicemail. I take my phone cautiously and listen. My face gets paler and paler as the voicemail goes on. Then I hear the last part.

"Tom...I'm so sorry...you don't deserve her at all." She says quietly.

I'm still frozen in place. Still in a state of shock. Suddenly I feel arms around me. I snap out of it and look down. Z's hugging me. I awkwardly hug her back.

She runs her fingers through my hair and it brings back memories of when we'd just hold each other. I begin to get more comfortable and hug her a bit tighter.

"I'm sorry Tom...I really am." She whispered.

"It's not your fault Z, it's mine. I was stupid and blind..."

"Don't blame yourself..." she murmurs. We break apart and look at each other.

"Thank you Z, I...I honestly don't know what I would have done if I'd heard that voicemail alone." I say quietly.

She smiles at me. "No problem...and if you had, I'm just a call away."

I nod and smile at her.

"I better go..." she says. As she gets up, I feel something. I realize, I want her back. I've missed this. I've missed her. I've missed her jokes and sassy insults. I've missed her lopsided smile which turns into a grin. I've missed her teasing me about my ears...well that not so much. But I've missed her and I want her back. In my deepest being I feel guilty, Nadia just dumped me....and I already have feelings for someone else. I push that away and without thinking, I get up and take her wrist lightly.

"Stay." I find myself staying. She looks down at my hand on wrist in confusion, then she looks at me and searches my eyes. 

"Please?" I ask, softly.

She searches my eyes some more and stares hard at me. Then she nods slowly and sits down. 

"Tom...if you're going to ask if we can do this again....it didn't work last time...." She says, cautiously.

I look down. "We were so young then, maybe we can try again."

Zendaya bites her lip. "Tom, we were like two years younger. But  maybe..." She whispers. I can see she's debating it,

"We don't have to go public...I know you're not comfortable with it." I tell her.

Zendaya shakes her head. "If you want to, then we can compromise, I'm done acting like I'm the only one in this relationship and ignoring your feelings." She says.

I smile. "So we're trying again..."

She smiles softly. "Yeah, let's try again." I lean in and kiss her head and she coils my brown hair around her index finger. When I release my lips from her skin, she speaks.

"Let's wait to tell the public, after I just broke off with Jacob, I'll get slut-shamed..." She says softly.

I shake my head. "You are not a slut, Jacob is a playboy and didn't deserve you, but we can wait."