Every Last Word (h.s & Zendaya)

Chapter One

Zendaya's POV:

"Come on, Daya! Get up! We're going to be late," my 13 year old bother yelled from the outside of my closed bedroom door. Damn.

I sit up, while rubbing my eyes. "Go on and get ready! Ill be out in a few," I yell go the hyper teen.

I looked at my alarm clock, rolled my eyes, and went to take a shower. I hurriedly got in and out, getting all the essentials done. Though I wanted to crawl back in bed, I couldn't. Today was the first day of school. Well, for me anyway.

My family moved from Chicago last week after my dad passed. So now it's just me, my baby brother, Chris, and my mom. My older brother, Zach, would've lived with us too but after dad passed, he moved up his departure date to the military.

My dad was always real hard-ass on Zach. But him being a daddy's boy left Zach feeling empty after his death. So he left us without warning. For me, I felt like I lost my dad and brother all at once. I hate myself for being so angry with him but I've never known anything else.

(())Shaking my head, getting out of my thoughts, I continued getting ready. (()) I went back to my room and put on a long sleeved, white, fitted shirt with high wasted, dark jeans and my black timbs. Then, brushed my hair quickly. I had just finished when Chris started banging on the door, again.

"I'm coming!" I screamed through the door, forgetting about my sleeping mother down the hall. I hope she's still resting...

I grabbed my long knit wrap, keys, and bag then headed down stairs. I walked through the kitchen and saw Chris was already in the car reading a book, through the window.

I opened the door and yelled out to him, "Hold on I have to grab my phone!" he just nodded, getting back to his book.

I shut the door and ran back up stairs to grab my phone and then ran into my mother. "Mija! Watch where you're going," she said in her thick Spanish accent.

"Sorry mama. I thought you were still sleep. See you later," I said trying to make it to the door.

"Not so fast," she said stopping me in my tracks.

"Are you going to be okay to go today? I already asked Chris and he insisted but I know you were closer to your father and Zach usually helps with this stuff but I don't want you to go if you don't want to or if you're not ready," she rambles.

"Im going to be fine Ma. I want to go and Zach not being here means nothing to me. He made his choice and I'll make mine" I said rather harshly before slamming the door in her face.

I jump in the car and just sit there. I exhale very deeply making Chris asking me if I was okay.

"I'm fine hermano. Im sure I just need some coffee and I'll be fine," I said while starting up the car and pulling out of the driveway.

"If you say so," he says skeptically. "Just tell me if you need anything. I'm no Zach, but I'll try my hardest to help you if you need it" he says endearingly.

I look over him and give him a small smile, saying nothing. Honestly, words aren't enough to describe the love I have for him. And he knows it too, returning my smile.

The rest of the drive was in a comfortable silence. We soon pulled up to his school and when we arrive, I look beside me and see Chris just sitting there looking out of the window.

"What's wrong? Why won't you go in?" I asked him with worry laced in my voiced and my eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm scared, Daya" he says, taking a deep breath.

"I don't want them to judge me. My friends were so accepting in tha Chi. I don't want to have to come out to a whole other group of people," he said looking like he would break out in tears any minute now.

I looked at him surprised yet sad at the same time. I knew he was gay for a while now, but I didn't think he'd be the one to have problems like this. I mean, he was a pretty tall and muscular guy for his age so I knew no one would mess with him or anything. Seeing him like this though? It breaks my heart.

"Well you know what to do if somebody touches you right? You beat their ass and don't think twice about it.. You're a great guy hermano. Just know good guy doesn't mean pushover. Don't let any idiot kids me you feel down about yourself. After this past year being what it was, this is your year to find joy," I say trying to make sure that he knows I'm on his side.

"Thank you. I'll remember that," he said, giving me a small smile.

He opened the door and started walking into his 1st day of 8th grade. I make sure he made it inside okay then headed to my 1st day of junior year right down the street at none other than John Adams High.

I found my parking spot pretty quickly, parked, and headed inside. I'm just ready for this day to be over all ready.

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Well that's the first chapterrrrrr !!! I hope you guys enjoyed :) Harry's coming soon ;) but in the meantime you guys should vote on this chapter:)
- nae