Chapter 8: 18+

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Zendaya’s pov " Ugh, what a day," I said as I lay on the couch. Today was an exciting day, and it was especially good that it was Friday night. I'm so tired even though I was disappointed with Darian for turning me down. Ding I heard the doorbell, and I immediately checked the time; it was 12:32 a.m. Who the hell will ring someone's doorbell at such a time? Ding It rang again. Could it be Beatrice?? Maybe she left something. The doorbell rang again and I lazily got up from the couch open the door. I swear if it were Beatrice, I would kill her. "Couldn't you wait till mor...," I stopped talking as soon as I realised it wasn't Beatrice. "Darian??? I whispered. "Yes love" "What, what are you doing here? How did you find my house?" "At least could you invite me in?" he said. "S

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