Zendaya's POV

After dealing with an impatient hostess at the front desk I quickly got into the elevator and called Robert.

"Hi, Robert, I'm in the elevator coming up."

"Alright. I'm going to excuse myself to go get something from my car, and not take a card key, I'll tell him to let me in when I knock. You knock and he will let you in. Sound solid?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Thank you."

"No problem. Just make sure everything gets resolved. I need the kid to be alright, k?"

"Of course. See you soon."

I jogged down the hallway and found his room on the right side. I knocked and he responded in a baggy sweatshirt and jeans.

He hung his head looking away and mumbled, "Hey, Zendaya, Robert just left if you need him. But, I... guess you're the reason he left and that's why he took that call."

I nod guiltily and he continues, "Come in, then if you'd like."

I step past him and sit down on the couch. I run my hands nervously on my Jean's and say, "Tom, I wanna start by saying the gift you got me was beautiful."

He looked up and undressed his arms, whispering, "You liked it?"

I took my necklace out from underneath my shirt and said, "Yeah, Tom, I did. And it made me fall in love with you all over again." I start to tear up, and no matter how mad Tom was at me, he instantly sat and put his arms around me.

I sniffle and continue with a quavering voice, "Tom what you saw in there is not what you think it was, it was Caled apologizing for being a jerk, I didn't invite him over, okay? There is nothing going on between the two of us, please..."

He shushed me and smiled, enveloping me in his arms. I wrapped my arms around him, and he stroked my hair, calming me down.

"I didn't mean to make you upset, Daya, it's okay... I'm sorry I made you feel bad." He apologized and cupped my face. "Are you okay?"

"God, Tom. You just gave me the sweetest gift ever. You forgave me. Over and over, I'm over the moon. I'm so lucky..."

At this point I broke down and Tom pressed his forehead to mine and said, "I love you, Daya. You deserve everything ever given to you."

Smiling as largely as my face could manage, I whisper back, "I love you. Tommy."

The door opens quietly and a humorous voice cuts through the air. "So, I can see you guys clearly hate each other. Should I get a therapist?"

I look past Tom to see Robert and I smile. "I think we need about three months of appointments."

He smiles and makes his way over to us. "Happy to set them up. I know a great therapist, his name is online Tomdaya posts by your friends, have you checked Jacob and Laura's Instagrams lately?"

I pulled out my phone and saw first Jacob's picture which was a picture of Tom and I from grade school in the play. He captioned it, "Spread the word-- #tomdaya"

I liked the post and commented, "🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄"

Scrolling down, I found Laura's post,  which Tom had already commented, "u tattletale!" on. I saw the picture which was Tom as a ballerina for Halloween and her caption which was, "remember this? if u dont, hopefully u remember how after u started gushing about ur great new study partner? Wonder who that is... 🤔 #tomdaya"

I through my phone on the couch while Tom put his on speaker for his call with Jacob, and ad soon as he picked up, Tom shouted, "You dick!"

Jacob responded with uproarious laughter and I joined in, yelling, "J, you're a madman!"

Tom hung up and flopped down onto the couch. I looked down at his smiling face and he said, "I'm sorry I freaked out earlier."

"It's okay, I should have made more of an effort to make things right."

"Well, to be fair, I'm not sure anyone else would know to call Robert... but there is something still bugging me."

"What's up?"

"What were you and Caled talking about so seriously before I walked in?"

"He's been taking a lot of heat. Dealing with some stuff."

"What's happening?"

"Um... his father go tdrunk, became abusive, and it made him reconsider a couple things about his actions."

"Oh, dear, is he okay?"

"Yeah. Of course, I just felt bad, we hugged, but nothing intimate."

He nodded and said, "Wow. I can't imagine something like that ever happening... I'm so fortunate to have people like you, you know?" He bumps my shoulder and I smile, resting my head on his.

"Hellooo? Lovebirds forget about me?"

We laugh and turn around to see an "upset" Robert.

"So, like, are we celebrating? Smoking dope, getting drunk, what's up?" He says in his sarcastic voice.

"Um, I think we're just gonna head back to our dorms," Tom says, and I nod in agreement.

Robert rolls his eyes and complains, "Wow, really trying to ditch me here, I'm not that old you know," he finishes, embracing Tom in a "bro hug."

I hug him and thank him again for helping me with Tom and we make our way to the lobby.

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Tom has me cuddled against his chest as we lay on his bed. I had my arms wrapped around him and  his head rested on mine.

I closed my eyes and we sat in silence until his phone vibrated.

He looked at it and rolled his eyes and I sat up. "Babe, what's wrong?"

"Chain message." He says looking away from me.

I completely pull away from him and sit up. "Tom we just had an entire thing because I hid something from you, what's causing you to do this again?"

He exhales and rubs his hand through his hair. "You're right." He hands me his phone to reveal a series of messages from none other than Haz.

"Tom," he started. "I know you're mad at me, but trust me when I say I'm willing to put in the work. I'm not going to stop until you forgive me, and I will do whatever it takes to regain your friendship. -Haz."

I looked to Tom who was extremely troubled.

"Tom, he's trying here," I started softly. He looked to me, his eyebrows furrowed and I rubbed his hand, continuing, "Look, I'm not saying forgive him right away, okay?"

"I know, I just, I miss him, but he messed me up, Daya. Stole my opportunities and betrayed my trust. And it's not only that. It's all the little things, how he would blow me off to talk to other girls, or insist on copying off of my work in class. He had no boundaries with me and I'm just afraid of being taken advantage of."

"I understand. So, I propose, you think about getting together with him and you guys talk about what happened in high school. If you don't agree with his reasoning, tell him. But, it you can understand it, you can gradually forgive him." I rested my head on his lap and added jokingly, "But make him work for it."

He smiled and hugged me as I sat up, kissing my cheek. I smiled and he asked, "So.... movie night?"

I grinned at him and asked, "Can we watch Grease?"

He gasped and said, "Oh, I forgot about auditions tomorrow!"

I nodded and he started to warble off-key, "Hopelessly devoteeeeeed to youuuuu," making me laugh.

I smiled and softly sang along, "Hopelessly devoted to you."

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I grabbed a blanket and set it on top of Tom and I's legs. He pressed play on his TV and the beautiful beach shores appeared on screen followed by Danny and Sandy.

I felt my nerves rise up and I prayed I would be good in the play. If I even get casted as Sandy... I thought bitterly.

Tom, who seemed to have sensed this, wrapped his arm around me and muttered, "You'll be great, love, don't worry."

I nodded and answered, "Thanks, Tommy."

"Of course."

We sat in silence as the movie went on, belting out "Summer Lovin'" and laughing our heads off at "Greased Lightning."

When we came to "You're the One that I Want," I was drifting off to sleep until I felt Tom kiss my forehead and whisper, "Good night, my love."

I smiled as he turned to his bed, but I grabbed his arm and said, "Sleep here with me," in my hoarse voice.

He nodded and made his way next to me under the blankets.

"Good night." Tom repeated.

"I love you." I added before we fell into a peaceful sleep.

Maybe good? Probs not-- also I like temporarily forgot about the play lmao but its backkkkk