The Help- Zayn Malik fanfic<3

PART 1

Zayn Malik Fanfic

Part 1

"Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand

saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am"

Some people try to hand me money, they don't understand

I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man

I know it makes no sense but what else can I do

How can I move on when I'm still in love with you

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me

and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street

So I'm not moving, I'm not moving

Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"

I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year"

Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows

If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me

and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street

So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,

I'm not moving, I'm not moving

People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl

There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved

Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news

And you'll come running to the corner

cuase you'll know it's just for you

Im the man who can't be moved

Going Back to the corner where I first saw you

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move"

I sang, sitting in the underground station. I smiled, realising that passers by were listening to me. Me! Busking was my platform to success and without it, god knows where i would've been! The buzz I got whenever someone placed money into my guitar case was indescribable. It's like a kid at Christmas when he opens the present he's always wanted. Of course, it wasn't as easy as it looked. You never know who will listen, it's completely a guessing game. I guess that I'm pretty good at it!

My mum, Karen, lost the fight to cancer when I was 14, and my dad left when i was just 2. I had the worst possible upbringing ever. No body understood my pain. I was whisked up to London to live with my Aunt. I love Lily, with all my heart but I don't fit in at her house. Her daughters, my cousins, are your typical 13 year olds. I'm 16 by the way. I found it difficult to fit in, being quite weird and that shit. I was more interested in music than ponies.

"Wow!" People said as I finished my song. I was so happy right now. All my life I wanted people to hear me sing, and that's what I had.

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