INTERNATIONAL - (A Chris Brown Fan Fiction Love Story)

CHAPTER 30

- CHRIS' POV

After meeting Kali, the next day I went back to O5 alone and I spotted this girl with a killer body.

I walked over to her. "Hey, fancy a drink?"

"No. But thanks for the offer," she smiled.

"I'm Chris," I introduced myself.

"Chris Brown? Holy fuck, it is!"

"Keep it down. I'm trying to keep a low profile."

"Sorry," she apologised. "I'm Lily. I'm actually a student at the local university."

"Really? Cool."

She let a flirty grin slip from her lips, giving my body a full look up and down. "Go on, I'll have that drink if you're still offering."

"What drink would you like?" I asked.

"Anything with strong levels of alcohol in. I wanna get more than tipsy tonight."

I got some shots and we took them together. I felt like I was 20 years old again.

"MORE, MORE!" she said after.

'Save that talk for the bedroom,' I thought.

"I don't think that's a good idea," I replied. "Anyway, don't you have lectures or something tomorrow?"

She groaned. "Who the fuck cares? YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE ON THIS MOTHERFUCKING PLANET!"

I didn't want to buy anymore shots... if she was too drunk, she'd be a terrible performer in bed and I'd get bad sex.

"No, look at you. You're drunk already. Let's get back to a hotel," I smiled at her.

She surprisingly nodded immediately ad followed me out of the club. I felt the alcohol hit me as I walked out of the door and into the chilly night; I could no way walk in a straight line. We got into a taxi and went back to a hotel.

- ZAHRA'S POV

I slowly walked into my new school's entrance and looked around. Everyone was staring at me and some were pointing in my direction.

"Hey, I'm new here," I said to the receptionist. "I'm not sure where I'm meant to be."

She gave me my schedule, a map of the school and a form to fill out and I was then taken to my first class.

"Oo, new girl," a boy said as I walked through the corridor and into a classroom.

"Hi there, please take a seat wherever there's a space," the male teacher said to me. He was old and his bed head made me presume he'd just got out of bed.

I saw a spare seat and sat down next to a girl who had her face down on the desk.

"Hi," the girl whispered, sitting up. "I hate this class."

I laughed quietly. "What class is it?"

"History."

'Well I sound stupid,' I thought, turning around to glance at the historical posters on the back wall. I paid attention to the teacher to the teacher for the whole two hours (it was a double History lesson) and by the end of it I was incredibly bored.

"Told you that class is shit," the girl said to me as I exited the room.

"Tell me about it," I smiled. She began to walk away but I stopped her. "Sorry, what's your name? I didn't quite catch it."

"Pakinee," she smiled, gently swishing her hair onto her back. "But everybody calls me Leah... I'm from Thailand originally. What's your name?"

"Zahra. I'm a quarter Vietnamese but I've lived in America all my life."

We started to walk down the corridor.

"Oh, new beginnings?" Leah asked.

"Yeah, I guess. My Mom found out I had sex with this boy and insisted on moving to the other side of the world just so I couldn't see him again."

She looked surprised. "Really? Woah, your Mom's harsh."

"And crazy. I have such a bad relationship with her."

"What about your Dad? You close to him?"

"It's complicated. Um... do you know someone called Chris Brown?"

She paused for a few seconds before answering. "Wait, you're his daughter, aren't you? Zahra Brown! ZAHRA BROWN!"

"It's not Zahra Brown anymore - it's Zahra Tran. But yeah, I guess you already know who I am."

"Who doesn't? Wait 'til everyone here finds out that you're Chris Brown's kinda daughter!"

"Can't wait," I sarcasticalled muttered as we approached a girl with curled black hair.

"This is the new girl, Zahra Brown," Leah introduced me.

"Zahra Tr-" I began.

"ZAHRA BROWN?!" the girl said as her jaw dropped.

Leah put her arm around me. "Yeah, the real deal! And to think that I just sat next to Chris Brown's daughter for a whole two hours without realising!"

"I'm An. You're really pretty," she said.

I felt myself fluster. "Aw, thanks. You're stunning."

No word of a lie; both Leah and An looked like supermodels. Their hair fell perfectly almost down to their waists, their makeup was immaculate and their huge smiles were pearly white. I felt a bit intimidated and out of place but I reassured myself, in my head, that I'd be fine.

They sat down on the floor and I followed suit.

"We always just sit in the corridors," Leah muttered. "It's better than sitting in the hall."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Because the chairs are horrible and the hall smells."

"And because you can grab boys' attentions more easily sat in the corridors. If you sit in the hall, there are teachers there and the boys will be too scared," An added.

"I've learnt more now than I did in that fucking History -" I stopped, noticing that a boy was stood behind me.

"Who's this?" he asked.

"Chris Brown's daughter, Zahra," Leah stated.

I hated being referred to as 'Chris Brown's daughter'; it made me feel like I could never get out of his shadow. I'm a perfectly normal human being just like everyone else - and I'm an individual with my own fucking uniqueness. Anyway, Chris isn't even my real Dad and I'm called Zahra TRAN for fuck's sake. When would people understand how I feel about the whole fucking thing?

The boy didn't say anything, probably not believing her.

"Sit down then, Quang."

The boy, who I guessed was called Quang, sat down next to me. "So you from America?"

"Yeah. Have you ever been?" I questioned.

"I went last year to Florida, the year before that I visited California and then the year before that I went to New York."

"Quang's a rich little fucker," Leah teased him.

"I didn't decide to be rich - my parents just happen to make a lot of money doing what they do. Zahra, you know how it is coming from a rich family?"

"Not really. I don't live with Chris and he's not my biological father. My Mom doesn't earn a lot of money."

"Yeah but you'll never go hungry because Chris has probably got your back?"

I nodded. "I suppose."

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