You are the cause
of my euphoria
Euphoria
Euphoria

Zendaya pov

Aug 2018

The next morning, you woke up early and just sipped on a bit of lemon rooibos tea-a super refreshing blend your mom imported from South Africa. Your grandmother had sent a whole box of different flavors, and both you and your mom absolutely adore it.

You took a moment to unwind in the living room while tying the laces on your Adidas sneakers. It was time for your daily walk, and you looked sharp in your workout gear.

"Mom!" you called out. "I'm heading out for my daily walk. I'll be back soon!"

"Okay, sweetie, be safe...do you want me to whip up a quick breakfast for you?" Your mom stepped into the open-plan lounge, heading towards the kitchen. There was something odd on her face-a substance that looked like baby poo.

You wrinkled your nose at the odd mask. "No, it's alright. What's that? Where'd you get that baby poo?" You looked amused at her. Your mom adores trying out all these new DIY home remedies she finds on YouTube, even though they hardly ever work.

At first, she gave you a stink eye, then adopted a smug smirk while rubbing some on her chin. "Oh, honey, it's a new turmeric and lemon juice mask. Good for acne, stretch marks, and blackheads."

"But you don't have any of those issues," you said, confused. Your mom shrugged, unfazed by your skeptical gaze.

"Yeah, well, not all of us can be born as beautiful as you," she exclaimed loudly, then strutted into the kitchen. You just shook your head.

"You and dad gave me the best of both worlds," you chuckled, placing your cup in the sink and rinsing it before your mom blew a fuse.

"So, how was the event? Did your ex and his soulmate show up?" She inquired as she poured herself a cup of rooibos tea.

You wrinkled your nose. Maybe his soulmate knew you'd be there and convinced him not to attend.

"Nope, he wasn't there. But my sneaky besties set me up with Kendell's soulmate's best friend quite skillfully. A football QB. Just signed by the 49ers. He asked me out for breakfast this morning."

"Whoa, what's his name? I want to look him up, now!" Your mom quickly grabs her phone, eyeing you eagerly.

"Jimmy Gorro-something. I forgot his last name... Mom, I'm not really up for dating anyone right now, especially guys who are already in a relationship," you express hesitantly about your upcoming date. You're already bracing yourself for potential tabloid headlines.

Jimmy seems to want to be seen with you. Ugh, more complications. You dread the possible confrontation with his soulmate.

Suddenly, an intercom sound interrupts. Your bodyguards are waiting for you.

During your daily walk today, a few paparazzi immediately swarmed around you, snapping countless photos. You maintain a gracious smile, but the intrusion of these space invaders annoys you immensely.

After your walk, you got back home and took a refreshing shower.

Jimmy called, letting you know he'd be picking you up.

Oh boy, this guy! The paparazzi will have a field day. E-entertainment will probably feature this date. You and your friends were always making headlines. Just a few weeks back, every tabloid was covering your breakup. To cheer you up, your mom decided on a two-week holiday in Spain. Jacob kept calling until you finally blocked his number, but you still missed him terribly.

A little while later, Jimmy showed up at your door, dressed in semi-formal slacks and a designer shirt. You had to introduce him to your surprised mother, who looked wide-eyed at this giant of a guy, at just 24 years old. Really?

You held back a snicker at your mom's speechlessness. She was remarkably friendly with him, treating him with respect.

He whisked you off to a trendy coffee shop called Coffee Variety Roasters. It wasn't too crowded, but the owner was completely taken aback when he learned that THE Jimmy had made a reservation for the VIP area. The waitstaff were ecstatic to have two famous visitors. They set up a private table for you away from the public eye-a little VIP section.

You glance around with interest as the aroma of freshly brewed coffee teases your senses. Jimmy seems utterly captivated by you. He can't believe his luck scoring a date with you. Maybe it's because he'd been eyeing you for a while.

Jimmy smiles softly. "Thank you for agreeing to go out with me, Daya. I feel privileged that you said yes."

You grin, arching your eyebrows, and retort in a dry tone, "How could I say 'no'? My friends would kill me... but don't get any strange ideas."

He chuckles, amused, as you wag a finger at him. You're cute, sassy, yet endearing.

Raising his hands in mock defense, he flashes a big, sexy smirk. Your heart races at the sight of this attractive man.

"I promise, no strange ideas... but Daya, I really like you, and if you allow me, please let me see you more...wait," he interrupts before you could respond, "I know you dated that actor Jacob Elordi... and you broke up when he met his soulmate a few months ago."

You purse your lips but smile as a giddy waitress brings your coffee and some filled croissants.

"Jimmy, then you'll understand why I'm wary of getting involved with someone already in a relationship. I'm afraid of setting myself up for heartbreak. I want to be single for a while until I find my soulmate," your eyes cloud with sadness, reminiscing about the day Jacob met his soulmate. You didn't know until a tabloid magazine published a picture of them, leading to cheating allegations against him. You had an exclusive interview with Vogue, revealing details about your relationship.

Since then, you vowed never to get involved with a marked man again. It hurt terribly when he couldn't choose between you and his soulmate. You chose to end things, but Jacob is still in love with you and claims to be only friends with his soulmate. But you have a strict policy against dating mated men.

Jimmy takes your soft hands in his large ones. "Listen, baby-girl, I'll wait for you as long as you need, but let me see you. I don't want to be in the friend zone. Can I take you on dates...no pressure?"

His big mocha brown eyes search yours, leaving you uncertain about what to do. He's attractive and wealthy, but that doesn't worry you because you're financially secure yourself.

You brush your hair behind your ear, stirring your coffee quietly as you gaze up at his expectant eyes.

"If you promise not to pressure me into a relationship, expect more than I can offer, and if I meet my soulmate, let me pursue a relationship with them. If for some reason that doesn't work out, I'll reconsider dating you officially. Is that okay? If it is, then I'll go on dates with you," you exhale deeply. It's a lot to lay down but necessary.

Jimmy's eyes sparkle with inner happiness as he caresses your knuckles. "Baby, it's more than okay with me... I agree to all your terms, and I'm all in. I want you to join your friends and come to a friendly game between the New York Jets and our team!"

Your eyes light up instantly. "Oh my gosh, the NY Jets...sorry if this offends you, but they're my favorite team. I haven't been to one of their games in years. They're my dad's favorite team. How can I join you and cheer for my team? And you're rivals... I might pass on that. It's a shame."

Jimmy bursts into laughter. "I want you to come even if you support the New York Jets. I won't be upset if you root for your home team. I'll be in New York for two weeks. So, wear your Jets jersey, secretly supporting me. I'm cool with that."

You widen your eyes, sparkling with delight. "Really, you won't mind at all?" You look at him in disbelief. Oh my goodness, this guy. He's okay with the girl he likes rooting for another team. You adore your team immensely.

Jimmy smirks, sipping his coffee. "But for the next pre-season game... I'll be sending you my jersey. Is that a deal?"

You grin happily. "Okay, but all my friends are NY Jets fans. So, we won't be meeting your team today, alright? Thanks."

""What are you up to tonight?" He looks at you expectantly.

You smile, "Um... I'm heading to a Paper flower event hosted by Tiffany and Co. They've invited me to represent their new range. Elle Fanning and I will be helping to host the event."

"Wow, you're not even 21 yet, and you're in such high demand. Daya, you're a stunning woman... and I don't mind waiting for you. If by chance, you happen to have the Tarnished mark, I'm asking you now to be mine... but I'll wait patiently," he looked thoroughly impressed.

Your caramel face blushes at his open display of affection. "Okay... only if I'm Tarnished, alright."

You enjoyed a light breakfast. Taking photos with the staff and owner, giving autographs, and signing your name on a celebrity guest board filled your morning.

But Jimmy didn't care. He took your small hands and guided you out of the place. Paparazzi bombarded you, asking personal questions. You simply looked down, thankfully wearing your sunglasses. Jimmy's bodyguards kept the overly eager paparazzi at bay. He opened the door of his black Range Rover SUV for you, and you hopped in.

He drove you home, and around noon, your friends would pick you up as Jimmy needed to prepare for the match.

Your besties called, eager for the full scoop on your date, listening as you gushed about how charming and respectful Jimmy was, implying you were unofficially dating. They squealed ecstatically during the whole conference call. Gigi was particularly thrilled for you, but you simply shrugged it off. They were thrilled about the invitation to the friendly JETS match. You all agreed to wear matching JETS T-shirts.

Sporting your green Jets tee and silky black sweater pants, you and your besties snagged prime seats, nearly right in front of the railings. You'd never screamed so loudly during a game. Kendell and Gigi were hurling some inappropriate profanities at Jimmy's team for what they felt were unfair tackles on their stars.

While Jimmy looked in your direction, you could only smile as your friends playfully nudged your shoulders.

Unfortunately, the Jets ended up losing, but you were okay with it. After the game concluded, you and the girls headed onto the field to snap some pictures. The managers and stadium officials recognized your faces and allowed you onto the field.

Gigi took a cute picture of you to post on her Instagram. You had a fantastic time. Jimmy dashed up to you, still in his gear, and swiftly gave you an unexpected hug before darting back to the locker room.

Your friends were hooting and hollering like overexcited teenage boys.

The besties went to have their weekly lunch at your favorite restaurant.

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That evening: TIFFANY'S AND CO. EVENT

The evening unexpectedly ends up being very rainy. But you look fly as always in your powder blue designer gown. Your bodyguard was ready with the umbrellas. You took beautiful promotional pictures on the red carpet. The media were in awe of your beauty. They capture every turn of your posture. Your diamond earrings, your polka dot high heels, your rinds, etc. You were just waving and smiled charmingly.

You and Kendell took lovely pictures at the little blue taxi bus. She looked so good. She decided to cut some of her hair.

You had a beautiful hairdo, but you didn't want to get rid of your long locks.

You also took photos with Tiffany organizers and with Elle. She is so cute. She even invited you for a lunch date sometime in the future. Elle is Dakota's little sister. Dakota got married two years ago to her soulmate who resided in FRANCE and decided to raise her baby daughter before proceeding with her film career.

The food was glorious and delicious, and the event was a great success.

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In the proceeding weeks, you work on some of the clothing designed you and Tommy Hilfiger will have a show together. He wanted you to debut your designs at one of his shows. You were so excited.

Gigi and Kendell were some of the models for this collection. You were so excited because the Media and fashion world accepted the collection with exuberance, and the media loved it. You and Tommy worked together after the show has concluded, and all the models were applauding you.

You look sharp in a stunning snakeskin custom-made suit. People envy your incredible physique; both mated and unmated guys can't help but drool over you.

The media went wild after your "supposed relationship" with Jimmy was exposed. You brushed it off. Jacob kept calling you, seeking details about your involvement with the NFL footballer. He seemed jealous that you'd moved on to someone more successful.

You went on multiple dates with Jimmy, and he was eager for you to meet his Italian family, but you had reservations. You didn't want him to become too invested in you.

He showered you with flowers, chocolates, your mom's favorite wines, and even invited you to a glamorous party for sports stars.

You attended one of these parties and met some of his footballer friends. Jimmy seemed a bit down when you mentioned your trip to South Africa with your friends. You explained that you needed to be with them.

The previous year, you had been in South Africa with your two Aussie friends during a rough breakup and heard about Sam's miscarriage. You've been meaning to get the full story, but work has kept you incredibly busy.

Your friends looked stunning in Tommy's creations, and they killed it on the runway.

You got one of the best calls of your career. Valentine chose you to be his brand's face. Your parents were delighted.

You and your Aussie friends spent the whole summer in South Africa. Your redhead friend Ruby looks better than ever, but you could sense a deep underlined sadness, and Samantha told you the details about a "Nick" that left your friend alone to deal with an unwanted pregnancy and heartbreaking miscarriage.

With great parents, career, friendships, and your new unofficial beau, your life will be turned out better than ever.

A/n. Wow, I could manage another update for my JJK-stans. I hope you enjoy the chapter. Don't forget to vote and comment a lot. I love reading your impressions of the story.

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Question: What are your thoughts on Jimmy...must she date him or just opt to be friends?