Snippet #2351214

Billy couldn't help but smile as the little girl perked up at the mention of her name. "Mommy won't let me take dance, but Daddy says that when I get to live with him I can! Can you dance, Ms. Billy?" "Yes, ma'am, I can. I took dance for years, and I love it. I'm a bit of a clutz though, when I'm not dancing." The two girls went on chatting about dancing, butterflies, ice cream, school, and whatever else the child wished to bring up. Over the conversation, Billy began to get an idea that Hailee's mother didn't really care to do anything with the child, often opting to leave the girl with her nanny.

Zayn started talking again once Hailee was convinced she had won the argument over who was a better Powder Puff, Bubbles or Buttercup. "As to your earlier question, I'm afraid that I can't tell you much about my life before moving to California. I've never spoken to the media about my life before Pillar of Society. They have no idea where I'm from or who my family is. Which is how I'd like to keep it. I don't need reporters swarming my parents. They already can't stand me. I've not spoken to them in eleven years and I'm not even sure that they know they have a granddaughter." Billy was a little surprised to hear that his parents had such little involvement in his life. More so than that, she was annoyed that he didn't share his life prior to the band with her for his publicity reasons.

Resisting the roll of her eyes, she allowed him to continue. "Anyway, I moved out here with the guys when we were signed to our record company. It wasn't long after that that I started dating Sarah. We were together for ten years and I came home one night and found her with some guy. I broke it off with her that night. She of course swore that she'd have.." Zayn paused to nod in the direction of his daughter. Billy nodded, understanding that he didn't want Hailee to know he was talking about how he lost custody of her."As of right now, she's doing pretty good on keeping that promise. I've not felt like performing. Jay's been trying to get me back to it. I need to to, I know. We were in the middle of a tour when all of this crap happened."

Billy eyed him curiously. He was the one that had just gotten out of the hospital with alcohol poisoning, so maybe it was better for Hailee to be with her mom? After all, Zayn was living the life of a rock star. His face was everywhere. Everything he did was plastered all over the television for the world to see. What kind of life would that be for a four year old? Then again, Billy could see that his little look-alike was his world, and it must be hard for him to live without her.

"I'm sorry," was all she could think to say, to sum up her feelings regarding the situation. "But, at least you get to see her on the weekends?" she offered. Billy glanced out the window at the hustle and bustle of the cars. "Do you enjoy it?" she asked. "The Rock Star life, I mean... it doesn't... get old or... you don't ever wonder about what you're going to do once your good looks fade and you develop such a severe level of arthritis that you can't move your fingers anymore? Or, worse, all the smoking and drugs finally take their tole on your vocal cords?" Her words sounded a little judgmental, but she was genuinely just curious.