Oh The Places You'll Go (III)
AN: I think this is it. Last part
Disclaimer: This is all just my crazy mind trying to deal.
She drew a shaky breath She knew Janel had been going through some tough times and she didn't blame him for going easy on her. She wasn't the same type of person as Zendaya was and different people needed different teaching methods. There were enough teachers in her family for her to understand that.
What she didn't understand was the production of the show. How they could so blatantly edit innocent glances and moments of frustration into longing looks and burning sexual tension. Val and Janel were both good looking. Lets face it, they were both hot. She knew the audience loved a good showmance, that had been evident after last season. But she didn't feel comfortable about it. Or maybe she didn't feel comfortable with herself.
Zendaya had never thought of herself as dependent upon others. The fact that she, as a child, had been so incredibly shy but still so adamant in making her mark, had always fascinated the ones closest to her. She knew who she was and made no excuses for that. She felt in control. Most of the time. This was not one of those times. For the past two seasons she had watched him with fascination. Admiring the loyalty he gave his two partners and the love he had for them, absolutely wrapped up in every aspect of their lives. She had loves seeing that side of him. Was this season any different? No, it wasn't. But this was the first time that she had seen one of his partners reciprocate his affections to this point. It was like they fed off of each other.
Zendaya hadn't been there to witness his and Kelly's season. Thank god for that he would always say. She had heard people talk about it though and she'd seen the videos, late nights scrolling through YouTube hoping that the way he looked at Kelly would be reflected in the way he looked at her. She realized soon enough that the way he had looked at Kelly, didn't hold a candle to the way that he looks at her. And that discovery still makes her heart sing.
But now she saw a look in his eyes. It wasn't a Kelly look and it wasn't a Zendaya look. It was a look just for her. And it made sense. They were friends, the were partners. They had spent the past three months wrapped in their own little bubble where his world became hers and vice versa. He was proud of her, of them, and that shone through.
This was the hardest part. This was the "being young" part. She had done and seen things. She was a boss, in every meaning of the word. She had control over things. She needed control over things. The words emotions and emotional didn't really resonate with her. But she couldn't control the flickers of doubt, jealousy, and frankly, delusion that sometimes seeped through her veins. Feelings that made her feel unworthy of him because he never doubted her.
But, when he smiled at her she knew, she knew, that that was only for her. He was only for her.
And she was ready.