8 Months West
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I tossed my hard case-covered guitar into the back of our pick-up truck. Zayn then shut the trunk and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, assisting me the the passenger seat. Our truck survived the 90's and is in good condition. We had $300 put away for gas when we needed it and gigs across the country. Our band name? 'Virgin Summer'. I never liked it that much but Zayn found interest in it. As you can tell he's a riddle. He lives a riddle and for 8 months, I'll be spending all that time living with and performing with him.
Virgin Summer was on tour, across America.
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