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Zayn watched as Billy walked towards them. “Enjoying your day at the park?” Billy asked Hailee. Zayn immediately noted that the woman was ignoring him. He wondered why. As far as he knew he'd not really done anything. "Yes! Daddy is the bestest pusher!" Hailee said, watching the woman. The little girl's chocolate eyes were shining with happiness. “If you’re good, you should get your daddy to take you for ice cream. All princesses deserve ice cream,” Billy said, smiling at Hailee. Zayn was now looking at the woman. If she didn't want to speak to him then he wasn't going to try talking to her. There would be no point in it. He just could not fathom why she disliked him so. Hailee's eyes lit up at the mention of ice cream. Her mother never bought any nor took them out for the special treat. Her Daddy would though. "Will you come with us?" Hailee asked innocently. The small girl did not realize the awkwardness that her simple question had created. "Hailee, Ms. Billy is more than welcome to join us. Perhaps, you should have asked.." Zayn said, smiling at the two girls. "I should have asked....if she was busy?" Hailee asked, looking back at her father. He nodded at the young girl. Hailee turned her gaze back to Billy. "Pleeease?" she asked, knowing that she would be scolded for begging.

"Hailee!" Zayn said, his voice quite stern. The girl immediately went quiet. "Sorry, Daddy." she said quietly. She was looking quite sad. She'd only wanted Ms. Billy to join them. Zayn stopped pushing Hailee telling her to play on the playground. He slowly walked towards Billy. "I'm sorry about Hailee. Don't feel like you have to go because of her." he said softly. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking slow drags every once in a while, Zayn watched Hailee. He remained quiet for some time. "Can I ask you something?" he asked, eyeing Billy for a moment. "Why don't you like me? Have I don't something to offend you?" He appeared to be watching his daughter but was watching Billy from the corner of his eye. He wasn't sure what had possessed him to ask her such a question. It shouldn't matter to him if she liked him or not. He doubted that he'd ever see her again and they would slowly forget about each other.