She scooted over. Zayn crouched next to the car, placing the nuts in with precise hands, he wanted to impress her, gain his masculinity back. "So whats your name?"
Zayn stopped for a moment, she hadn't recognized him yet, and despite him losing snips of his dignity, he liked what he felt. He liked the feeling of being a normal person. Being treated normally. With his face in almost every magazine, he couldn't run away forever but could for a while.
His phone rang again, slow R&B beat bounced off the walls of the car, one of Chris Brown's old songs. His eyes lit up as he continued to tighten the nuts. "My name is- um Chris, Chris Brannan."
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FanfictionZayn was sick of his life. The fans, the paparazzi, the stress, the management. He was living a dream that lacked what everyone deserved. Freedom. And the small town of North Carolina gave it to him. FAME2 COMING SOON
