Steal My Zombie Heart (Norman Reedus Love Story)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Nevaeh's POV

*One Week Later*

This has officially been the best week of my life. I've started to develop friendships with the entire cast, but mostly Norman. My best friend back home, Brianna, adores TWD just like me, so I've been texting her every chance I get. I've also gotten really close with Tzvia, I guess spending all day in a trailer with someone will do that.

"I guess I'll see you Monday?" I asked as I walked to my rental car and Norman walked to his motorcycle.

"Yeah." He smiled. I unlocked my car and got in, starting it up. "Nevaeh, wait!" He exclaimed, running to the driver's side of my car.

"What?" I asked, rolling down the window. He grabbed my hand and pulled a pen out of his pocket, scribbling something onto my hand. I pulled my hand back and saw a string of numbers sloppily scrawled onto my hand.

"Call me." He smiled and walked to his motorcycle. A smile formed on my face as I drove back to my apartment. As soon as I walked through the door, I whipped out my phone and sent a text to my best friend.

Nevaeh~ I JUST GOT NORMAN'S NUMBER!

Best Friend<3~ NO WAY

N~ AHHH!

B~ AHHH! 

That night, I slept like a baby. Half from exhaustion, half from pure joy.

I woke up the next morning and picked up my phone to see no texts. I looked down at my hand to see Norman's smudged number still on my hand.

"Fuck." I said, realizing I never texted him. I barley managed to read the smeared ink and sent a text, hoping it was him.

Nevaeh~ Hey, it's Nevaeh

Norman~ I was wondering when u were going 2 txt me!

Nev~ Sorry, I fell asleep and forgot

Nor~ I see how it is, just forgetting about me

Nev~ :'(

Nor~ Kidding! :D

I smiled and walked out to the kitchen with my phone. I made myself some cereal and turned on the TV, sitting on the couch. I texted Norman, Brianna and Tzvia throughout the day, literally just relaxing on the couch in  my pajamas all day. Saturdays are the best.

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Monday morning I woke up at the ass crack of dawn to make sure I was on set on time.

Norman~ Hey, want to ride a motorcycle to work? ;) ;p

Nevaeh~ Sure!

I texted him my address and waited on the couch until he texted me that he was here. I walked out, wondering how my makeup kit was going to fit on his motorcycle. Luckily, it fit in his bag and he handed me a helmet. I put it on and got on the motorcycle behind him. He grabbed my arms and wrapped them around his body before starting the bike.

"Ready?" He asked over the roar of the motorcycle.

"Yup!" I said. He kicked the kickstand up and pulled out of the parking lot, driving to set. I smiled and looked as the sights went by. I could get used to this.

We arrived at set and I climbed off. I took the helmet off and handed it to him, fixing my hair. Luckily, short hair doesn't get helmet hair that easily. He handed me my makeup kit and we walked in together. We waved goodbye and went to our separate locations.

We met back up for lunch and started talking.

"So, where are you from?" He asked me.

"Born and raised in Austin, Texas." I smiled.

"Cool, my mom lives there!" He exclaimed.

"Really? That's cool." I said. "What about you?"

"Well, I was born in Florida, raised in LA and moved around to Ireland, Japan and Spain. I moved back to LA and then ended up In New York."

"Wow, yeah, I've never moved." I chuckled.

"I love to see new places. It's hard for me to stay in one place for too long."

"Weird fact about you?"

"I got in a car accident in Germany and have a titanium eye socket and four screws in my nose."

"Wow!"

"Yeah, airports are hell." He laughed.

"Nevaeh, that's interesting. What does it mean?"

"It's heaven backwards." He stopped for a second and thought about what I just said.

"Oh, I guess it is. I never would have guessed that." He said and I laughed.

"Not a lot of people do." I said. "You have a son, right?"

"Yeah, my Mingus is a sophmore in high school. God, I'm old." He chuckled.

"Do you ever bring him to set?"

"Sometimes, as he's gotten older and busier, he comes to less but I try to get him out once a season." He said and I nodded.

After filming was done for the day, he drove me back to my apartment.

"Thanks for the ride." I said, handing him the helmet.

"No problem." He said. I walked into my apartment and closed the door. 

Fuck. I'm falling for him.

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NO IDEAS! (I'm not getting them together until after filming is done so)

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