"Zendaya I honestly thought better of you!" Jacob protested, gesturing towards me in disbelief.

"Thought better of me? Jacob what are you talking about?"

"I've been sat with your boyfriend all morning, I'm sure he'd be glad to know you've been hanging around with Tom! Even better to know that I caught you guys kissing!"

My heart froze. Tom turned to face me in disbelief and slight disgust.

"You've got a boyfriend?"

"What?? No!"

"So that explains why Josh came to see us!"

"Tom what are you talking about he's just a friend!"

"Yeah, sure he is" Tom spat, walking away. Before he left, I saw the tears welling up in his eyes. But it only led back to one thing. Josh. That sly bastard had told Jacob I'm in a relationship with him!

I turned the other way, I'd have to deal with Tom later. Right now I've got business with Josh.

It wasn't long before I reached the hotel, my eyes stinging from the tears. My fists were clenched tightly. I clocked him sitting on one of the leather seats, a smug smile on his lips. I didn't hesitate to take a swing, clipping him on the check as knocking him sideways.

""What the fuck is your problem?!" I yelled, the whole lobby turning their head to look at me. Josh clenched his jaw tightly, blood seeping from his gums.

"Zendaya what are-"

"Don't give me that bullshit! I know you sat here on your selfish ass and told Jacob we're a thing! Well Mr we are not and from today we will never be!" I yelled, so hard I felt like my throat was bleeding. Josh got to his feet, anger written on his face.

"What and you think someone like Tom would ever like you? I've seen the way he looks at you Z! It's fake! You know deep down you belong with me!"

"Well right now I'm feeling pretty shallow, so there ain't much depth to dive into!"

"Zendaya get a grip over yourself!"

Before I hit him again I was escorted out of the hotel by security, cuffing my hands behind my back as I tripped over my feet attempting to get to him. They sat me down on a bench outside and from a distance I could see Tom and Jacob still arguing.

My hands were tied to the bench arm rest to restrain me from hitting Josh again as he came out to speak to me.

"I thought you loved me"

"Yeah well you thought wrong" I said in a shallow tone. Josh scoffed, breaching closer into my personal space.

"I've been with you through thick and thin and as soon another boy comes in your straight on him"

"Why did you even bother coming here Josh?"

"Because I wanted to tell you how I felt, not to find that my best friends a slut"

No matter how strong I was, that word was something no girl ever wanted to be called. It's like he'd taken all my strength and stomped on it. I shallowed down, tears filling my eyes and my hands beginning to clam.

I slipped my hand from the cuff, my back wrist bleeding slightly. I pushed Josh out of the way and headed back to the entrance, just to catch Tom staring at me in disgust.

I walked past him, hearing his footsteps behind me only made me walk faster.

"Zendaya!"

"Fuck off!"

"Wait!"

I stopped, turning around in the hallway to face him.

"You know Josh was right-" my voice began to break "I don't deserve someone like you, and you don't deserve a bitch like me. What you see in me is just a cover up, Tom. I'm a physco! I can't go days without having those fucking panic attacks! I'm a depressed fuck! You need someone better than me, We both made a mistake!" Tears were flowing down my cheeks and my knees began to buckle. I wanted the ground to swallow me hole, chew me up and spit me out into another universe. Tom didn't move for a while, his cheeks a little flustered. He approached me gently.

"I've known you a month and it's been the best month of my life, Z. I wanna help you. I just want you and no one else" he lifted my hands, making me me face him "That night we spent together... I've never felt myself more than I did then."

"What's your point, Tom?" I shook my head, biting my cheeks. "I can't give you what you want"

"Your right you can't just give me what I want. But you've given me what I've needed and more" he whispered. I turned to look away from him.

"Zendaya please-"

"Please what?" I bit, sick and tired of this already. I just wanted to go home.

He turned my cheek gently, a tear rolling over his finger. His face ghosted over my own and both our eyes were forced to lock. Just being this close to him made my senses tighten. His nose was dotted with small brown freckles in which I hadn't noticed before. The small veins that ran through his ears and the slight rosiness that glinted in his cheeks. His lips were slightly chapped, small lines running through the pink gaps, and underneath were his glistening teeth, slightly parted from the braces he had a few years ago.

He let out a shaky breath.

"Don't push me away" he bit the inside of his cheek. His fingers were still rested lightly on my jaw. I found myself coming to a realisation as to how blind I'd been these last ew days. If just lost my best friend, now I'm falling head over heels for someone I've only known a month? I'm in an area which I don't know filming a movie which is gonna get me where in life? What is there for me?

"Stop thinking" Tom whispered.

Our moment was cut off as the elevator door opened. A woman stepped out and Tom pulled my hand down the hallway. I tried not to refuse and followed him to his hotel room.

As the door opened, I felt ashamed. Ashamed for putting so much hurt on everyone and making everyone else's lives difficult. I was probably going to get in trouble with the producer and heck even loose my job.

"What is there for us, Tom?"

I asked, still standing at the door. He turned around to look at me and didn't say anything for a moment. His face was just blank.

"Come on just be serious. I mean come on, would anything ever come out of this?" I asked, my cheeks becoming dampened against as my throat closed and more tears fell.

"I don't know, Z! All I know is that your amazing and so far your the best person I've met. You've got so many flaws and you make me happy!" Tom explained. "I want to help you and won't deny I've fallen for you. For fuck sake this sound cliche"

He slammed himself down on the bed and we met eyes. We suddenly both burst into a fit of laughter. Bringing a smile to both our faces to relieve the tension in the room.

"That was pretty cliche" I smiled, walking over slowly and placing myself down next to him.

"Truth is, I really like you" Tom sighed, fumbling with his fingers and lowering his head.

"I need some time, Tom. After today, I personally think we all do"

☆

Soon me and Tom we're both lying together again, intervened like we were the other night. It's been a rough ride and we've been here for what seemed like years but hadn't been long enough. I had my head laying against Toms chest and for the longest time we'd been talking.

I'd explained to Tom how me and Josh became friends, and then what happened in the hospital. Toms has a rough fight with relationships too, it seems. He's never had a girl treat him right and more so since becoming an actor.

I have a lot of sympathy for Tom and I fear that it will come back to bite me one day.