Daniel Seavey-Car Hero

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*This is inspired by the trust fund baby music video *

You weren't that stereotype girl that you see in movies, you aren't the type of girl who wears loads of makeup, wearing different dresses and outfits. Sure you'll dress up for social events, but it wasn't over the top. 

You prefer oversized hoodies, jeans, sneakers and you often let your hair down in its natural state you'll brush it through and then you're done. As for makeup you put minimal on not much to notice. 

Oh, another thing... you were amazing with cars you knew how to fix them up, you often helped out people around the town and you were good with pushing cars to the next garage station. You loved anything with cars. 

You were driving through the town running errands listening to music as the wind flew through the windows hitting your skin perfectly giving the cool warm breeze. Driving was your favourite it was something you loved to do it every day. Though night drives were your favourites you loved watching the night sky. 

You drove down the different lanes and streets. You looked over seeing a car parked on the side of the road with a boy looking confused, worried and stressed. 

Without thinking you pull over getting out looking over at the boy with a smile "need some help? what's up?" you say getting out of the car walking over to him, where he greeted you with a small smile. 

"My Car kinda broke down and I really have no idea how to sort it, or even know where to begin," he says looking at you. You stared at him before realising it was Daniel from your school which just made you smile a little. 

"Its Daniel right? from music class" you smile "have you tried checking the battery?" you ask looking at him before walking over to his car and lifting up the hood staring around before looking at the battery. 

"Uh yeah and no" Daniel blushed looking at you his cheeks bright red. "Why didn't I even think of that" he chuckled a little. 

You pick up his battery and look inspecting it for a second before looking over at him. "it looks like the battery has died we can take it to the garage I know a guy who can charge it, but if it doesn't charge up then it's the alternator that's gone on the car. Oh, and it also looks like you have a puncture in your tyre too". You look at the car before giggling "Jesus Daniel you should take it in for checks" you tease.

Daniel chuckled shrugging his shoulders "thank you, I just didn't think about taking it in I just went into panic mode" he smiles going into his car grabbing his stuff before looking at you. "How the hell are we getting this car to the garage". 

You laugh grabbing the tow cord from your truck and attaching it to his "I'll tow it, then I'll give you a ride to school and back" you smile.

You managed to tow his car easily to the garage setting him up with a close family friend of yours. Even then Daniel didn't have a single clue what you were talking about that it was all a different language to him. You let your friend have a look before you got back into your truck and looked over at Daniel who was already staring at you with a smirk on his lips. 

"What are you staring at Seavey"

"Well I never got your name beautiful" 

You rolled your eyes before looking him again "well I'm y/n" 

"Your the girl that doesn't sing, but just plays the instruments in those private rooms in class.. wait didn't we pair up for one assignment" Daniel asks raising his eyebrow at you

"Yeah, we did you sounded great by the way" you smile. 

"Thank you, you played the guitar really well" he spoke. 

You both got to school and you got out grabbing your backpack thinking Daniel was going to just walk over to his friends, but instead, he just leaned against your car waiting for you to grab all your things. 

"Everything okay?" you ask

"well I know I kinda know of you we can hang out today you seem pretty amazing" Daniel stood up as you walked over to him.

"Really?" 

"Really now come on! I'll introduce you to my friends" Daniel chuckled pulling you over to his friends. 

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