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Zayn Spicer

Member of Pillar of Society

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a character in “Why Haven't I Met You Before?”, as played by shatari19

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Name:
Zayn Liam Spicer

Age:
29

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Pictures above. Zayn has natural dark brown hair that he will usually keeps layered and dyed a deep black. His eyes are a beautiful chocolate brown that anyone could get lost in. Zayn usually has black eyeliner on. The clothing he wears is usually black shirts with jeans or dark colored pants. He prefers wearing converse. Zayn is 6 ft tall.

Personality:
Zayn is generally a sweet and caring person as long as you don't mess with those he cares about. He likes talking to anyone who seems interested in hearing what he has to say. Zayn loves having a good time and laughing or making someone else laugh.

Likes:
+Music
+Singing
+Guitar
+Having fun
+His daughter,Hailee
+His fans
+Alcohol
+Smoking
+Writing
+Eyeliner

Dislikes
+Sarah, his Ex
+Being told what to do
+His hometown, a no-named little place in North Carolina.
+His parents

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History
Zayn was born to a farmer and his wife that lived in North Carolina. He's an only child and grew up quite unspoiled. He had to work long hard hours on the farm from the age of 5 until he was able to move out. He went through elementary school being quite popular, being surrounded by many friends..or what he thought were friends. In high school, Zayn became close friends with three boys who shared the same interests as he did. Zayn found that they were really the only ones that he could truly count on. He began to be bullied quite badly in school, quickly becoming violent back at his attackers. He was being suspended almost every other week and his parents were running out of options. They couldn't seem to get through to their son. This would continue until he graduated. Zayn formed Pillar of Society in his 12th year of high school with his three close friends. He took up the vocals and lead guitar. His friends took up the bass, drums, and guitar. They played mostly underground for several years before being found by a scout who signed them to their current record company. They quickly gained fame and fortune and Zayn moved to California with his bandmates, each of them buying their own home. Zayn started dating Sarah not long after they'd become famous and ended up having a beautiful baby girl with the woman. Hailee(now 4), Zayn's daughter, resembles her father to no end. Zayn loves his daughter more than anything in the world though Sarah has custody of the child right now. Zayn has begun drinking heavily and smoking a bit more. He's completely distraught after having broke it off with Sarah and hasn't even been feeling much like performing, which has been shocking to everyone that knows him. Performing is the one thing that he loves doing. All of his bandmates have tried to talk Zayn out of this depression but nothing seems to be working.

So begins...

Zayn Spicer's Story

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At his home, alone, Zayn Spicer was sitting upon the large couch by himself. Turning his brown eyes to the large wall clock, he noted that it was around five o'clock in the evening. Normally, before the breakup with Sarah, the sound of Hailee running around the large home would have filled his ears. Not anymore. Sarah had won the battle for custody of their daughter and he was only able to see the four year old on the weekends. Sarah had been a right bitch about the whole thing. She knew that Hailee was the world to him and he knew that that was the reason she was keeping him from seeing his daughter. Sighing heavily, Zayn turned the large television on. The first thing that he saw was his and Sarah's face. The news was reporting on their recent breakup and how noone had really seen Zayn since. How the band seemed to be on a break because of the breakup. Zayn had ended it with Sarah because he'd caught her in bed with another man. All of these thoughts were making Zayn angry. He gently picked up the bottle of beer that had been sitting upon the end table. He quickly drowned the drink, listening to the speculations that were being spoken of on the television. The twenty-nine year old pulled himself off of the couch and made his way into the large kitchen. Opening the fridge, he pulled out two cases of beer. He would make all of his pain go away. He shut the door and made his way back to the couch and sat down. It seemed like the news channels were doing a full blown story about him. Great. He opened another beer and began on it. As he drank his sorrows away, he couldn't help but think how much better off the world would be without him. He was a failure as a lover and as a father. Zayn drank and drank, downing nine bottles of beer. He could no longer feel anything. He could barely even sit up now. His eyelids were feeling quite heavy. Closing his brown eyes, Zayn slowly fell alseep.

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Jay, the bass player of Pillar of Society, pulled up into the driveway of Zayn's beautiful home. He'd been trying to get a hole of his best friend for about an hour. He was worried. He could remember a time that Zayn had not answered his phone. The man got out of his car and quickly made his way to the front door. It was locked. He knocked loudly upon the door for a minute. Zayn wasn't coming to open the door. He quickly began trying to break through the door. It took several tries before the door gave way, swinging open to allow the man to enter. He walked in quickly yelling out for his friend. There was no answer. He did hear, however, the television on in the living room. He made his way there quickly. What he saw, made his heart drop. Zayn was obviously passed out upon the couch. Zayn normally didn't drink nearly enough to make himself pass out. Jay quickly sat down beside of Zayn. Looking at his friend, he could see that Zayn's skin appeared paler than usual and he wasn't breathing normally. Jay tried waking his friend up but it wasn't working. Thinking quickly, he pulled out his cell and dialed 911. He was frantic by this point. He knew that something was terribly wrong with his friend. He spoke to the operator, telling them he needed help. They told him that they were sending an ambulance to the residence.

Jay waited for about ten minutes before he heard the siren. He didn't bother leaving Zayn's side, knowing that once the EMT's saw the broken door that they would enter. The next thing he knew, Zayn was being loaded up into the emergency vehicle. He quickly got in the back, texting the rest of the band telling them to meet him at the hospital. The ride seemed to take forever, each breath that Zayn took seemed to take longer to come about. Jay told the driver that he needed to call ahead to the hospital, to let them know who was coming. The driver only nodded and did as he was asked. He told the person on the other end that they needed to make sure that only those who would be working with Zayn or taking care of him were to know who he was. The pulled in and they were quickly getting the rockstar out of the vehicle. They made sure that he was covered so that the paparazzi wouldn't get any horrible pictures of him. They moved quickly, walking in. They took the two men into a large room where they would monitor Zayn. Zayn was placed upon the bed and a tube inserted into his throat, to help with his breathing. The doctor was yelling all around the room. Jay just stood by, confused. Where was the rest of the band? The doctor had Zayn's stomach pumped and an intravenous drip inserted. The doctor spoke to Jay, informing him that his friend would have to stay in the hospital for a couple of days until he was well again. Everyone seemed to file out of the room, closing the door. This left Jay in the room with Zayn. Why had he drank so much? He never did that. It was then that Brody,the drummer, and Cody, the guitarist, entered the room. The twins looked very worried. They sat with Jay, talking about what had happened. None of them knew what would have triggered such an act by their friend. Jay informed the two that a nurse was supposed to be coming by to check on Zayn every couple of hours. Hopefully they'd chosen someone that would keep his identity a secret from everyone else in the hospital. They didn't need a mob trying to get into the room while Zayn was trying to heal. Jay thought for a moment. He should probably call Sarah but then again, Zayn wouldn't want her there. Jay decided against it..at least until his friend woke up. Jay knew that it was only a matter of time until the media did find out, though he was going to try and postpone that for as long as possible.

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“Oh, c’mon, Billy! Please!” The office lounge was mostly empty, with a nurse or doctor running in and out of it every now and again to grab a coffee or an energy bar. “I was supposed to get off four hours ago!” The female speaking was Amy Marshall, a nurse in the hospital. She was on her cell phone in a corner by the vending machine, whispering to her coworker who had the night off. “I have to check on him every twenty minutes, my feet hurt, my husband is bitching up a storm, you know how much he--” “Alright! Alright. Fine, I’ll come in. You owe me,” Billy’s voice sounded mildly amused with a hint of annoyance, but Billy couldn’t stay mad at anyone.

It took her all of twenty minutes to get there, and when she did she was surprised to see paparazzi crowding the halls of her workplace. “Excuse me, excuse me please, Ma’am, sorry.. MOVE” The frightened news crew blinked at her like curious owls as she forced her way through the throng of people. What the hell was going on in here? She went to the lounge where she found Amy, with dark rings under her eyes. “Okay, he’s in room 138, and for god’s sake, don’t tell anyone.” “Why?” “Just don’t, Billy! God! I have to get out of here, Tyson has been crying for an hour.” “Alright, alright. Give me his chart..” Amy went flying from the room, bursting her way through the crowd of reporters.

Billy thoughtfully looked over the man’s chart as she walked to his room. Mr. Spicer. What a weird name. Apparently he was brought in in critical condition. Alcohol poisoning. How charming. She pushed open the door to his room and slipped inside, still looking down at his chart as she began to speak. “Hello, Mr. Spicer, I’m Billy, I’ll be taking over for Miss Amy. She got called away. Is there anything I can get you to make you more comf-“ she glanced up from her chart and her words were stopped in her throat. Of course he was an alcohol poison case. She was surprised he wasn’t an OD. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, she maintained her nursely attitude. “Comfortable.”

She looked over his body, he was in recovery now, in a hospital gown like most of her patients. Unlike the others, though, this particular one was covered in tattoos to mask his incredibly milky skin. Her blue hues looked him over, checking the machine by his bed side to make sure all his vitals were stable and normal. Billy was wearing a cow print pair of scrubs today, with white shoes. Her long golden hair was pulled up in a ponytail to keep it out of her way for work, and in case someone threw up on her. She shifted her weight to one side of her hip and held his chart closer to her as she looked him over.

“You know, as ironic as it is, today is a pretty okay day to end up in the hospital. Apparently, some celebrity is in here. There’s a throng of reporters outside. Maybe you’ll get put on TV if you get well enough to leave before they do.” She offered him a smile, to show that she was joking. “Just trying to make light conversation… but seriously, can I get you anything?” She was looking past his tattoos and his strange hair. Today, he was just another patient. Guys like him came in every day. Still, the idea of a celebrity being in the hospital was a little exciting, and she couldn’t help but wonder who it was.

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Not long after he'd been placed into his room, Zayn had awoken and the tube that had been in his throat had been removed. He was now sitting in the bed, his legs covered with the scratchy hospital blanket. He still couldn't believe that he'd gotten alcohol poisoning. He'd only wanted to forget his sorrows and now look at him. He was in a hospital, the guys trying to make sure that the reporters didn't find out what room he was in. He couldn't have asked for better friends. Instead of asking Zayn why, Jay and the twins had only hugged him tightly when he'd awoken. They'd told him glad that they were that he was alright. The three of them had left Zayn alone in the room, left alone in his thoughts. He was glad that Jay hadn't called Sarah. Hailee didn't need to see him like this. She never would if he had any say in it. As he thought about what he'd done the night before, Zayn couldn't help but think how selfish he'd been. He had so many people that depended on him and all he'd been thinking about was getting rid of his momentary pain. He gave his handsome head a small shake. He would try to do better in the future.

As Zayn was lost in thought, staring off towards the far wall, the door to his room opened. He paid it no mind, thinking that perhaps it was one of the guys. “Hello, Mr. Spicer, I’m Billy, I’ll be taking over for Miss Amy. She got called away. Is there anything I can get you to make you more comf-“ said a female voice. “Comfortable.” Zayn quickly turned his chocolate eyes upon the female. She was quite pretty, Zayn thought as he eyed the girl. He watched as she went about her job. Had they not told her who he was? That was strange. He was sure that it was the talk of the hospital. He wondered if he should tell her, since once the reporters figured out who was the nurse taking care of him, would begin to pester her. “You know, as ironic as it is, today is a pretty okay day to end up in the hospital. Apparently, some celebrity is in here. There’s a throng of reporters outside. Maybe you’ll get put on TV if you get well enough to leave before they do.” Billy said, smiling at him. "Just trying to make light conversation… but seriously, can I get you anything?” Zayn thought for a moment. Did he need anything? "Perhaps a glass of water?" he softly asked. He was still feeling a dizzy and was hoping that some water would help with it. Just as he asked Billy for some water, the door opened again and shut very quickly. Jay had managed to sneak back into the room and Zayn was sure that it had not been easy. He smiled apologetically at his friend. As if not noticing Billy, the bass player began speaking. "Zayn, this had better be the last time you are in the hospital. It's insane out there. Luckily, Brody and Cody are amazing at keeping the camera on them. You know how they are. They love the attention almost as much as you do." Zayn laughed at his friend. He wondered if Billy knew of their band and if so how would she react to finding out that he was the reason for all of the trouble. Jay seemed to pay the girl no mind at all, continuing to speak. "They're all like, 'How's Zayn? Did he OD? What does this mean for Pillar of Society?' I mean really? Reporters are fucking stupid.They can't even let you get better before trying to bombard you." Jay gently sat down in the chair that was near the hospital bed.

It was obvious to Zayn that his friend was stressed and it was all his fault. He would have to find a way to make it up to the band. "Oh, this is Billy." Zayn said, motioning towards the nurse. "Billy, this is Jay." Jay smiled at the girl. "Pleased to meet you, Billy. Thanks for helping take care of this idiot." he said. "Sorry that I've cause you so much trouble." Zayn said towards the girl. He meant it. He had not meant to cause such problems that night when he'd began drinking that night.

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Billy was busy going over charts and graphs, checking and rechecking his vitals and his hospital background. As she was doing so, a soft voice interrupted her calculations. "Perhaps a glass of water?" Her blue hues rose off the page in alarm. How could she have forgotten that?! Of course he’d be thirsty, poor man had been knocked out for hours! “Oh my God, of course!” she gushed, placing her papers down and flitting over to the sink. She took one of the paper cups that resided under the cabinet and filled it with the water, opening a small round can to reveal itself as an ice bucket. She plopped in two cubes and took the water over to his bed side, placing it on the tray next to his am.

“Sorry it’s not bottled, it never is. Sometimes we leave the room and pretend to go get one, but we don’t. It’s still tap. Don’t tell anyone.” She was smiling the entire time, doing what nurses do best, which is to be warm and welcoming. She went back to her charts and started her calculations over again. She became completely absorbed in her work, so absorbed that she thought she might have heard the door, and then she caught snips of her patient talking to himself. ” They love the attention almost as much as you do." He sounded like his voice was much better after the glass of water. “They love the attention almost as much as you do." Billy began looking through his charts for schizophrenia or multiple personality disorder. "Oh, this is Billy."

At the sound of her name she turned to him with a sad smile, only to have it vanish as quickly as she had materialized it. "Billy, this is Jay." She was speechless. "Pleased to meet you, Billy. Thanks for helping take care of this idiot," came from the would-be charming man. Who the hell did this guy think he was? Her patient was in recovery this was not his living room for idle chit-chat! “Yes, hello, now get out.” Her voice was stern and demanding. “Visiting hours are clearly posted, and this man is in recovery.” Like a mad mother bear, she crossed the room in surprising speed for her height. She yanked the door open and literally shoved the other man out of the room. From the outside, he would hear the distinct click of a locking mechanism.

"Sorry that I've caused you so much trouble.” Billy turned to her patient and softened a little. “You’re no trouble at all. I apologize, but you need your rest. No visitors until the doctor clears you to be well enough for them.” Again, she managed to make her voice sound warm and firm at the same time. The man’s medicines would be kicking in soon, and he’d be passed out all over again. What was it in all of her patients thinking they were superhumans? ‘I got hit by a car!’ Then the next day—‘ I’m completely fine, honest!’ Shaking her head, she finished up with her work and left the room through a side door that adjoined to another patient’s room.




The Friday morning was bright and warm. Amy walked down the halls of the hospital in a bright and cherry mood. She briefly stopped by room 138, smiling brightly. “The reporters are all gone now, and the doctor has cleared you to leave. I just need you to sign out once you’re finished dressing.” Amy gently placed his bag of clothes on the chair beside the door, and then closed said door behind her. She had other work to be doing, room 138 was just one of her many priorities.

Billy didn’t have work in the hospital today, but she did have work in the Café. Today she was dressed in a white shirt that fit her snugly, with the Cafés logo over her left breast. She was play flirting with the grumpy red head behind the counter named Marge. “Here’s your check, Miss Holland, now get out of here you brown-noser,” the woman huffed, her voice sounding as though she’d been smoking for the better half of her life. Billy grinned and took her check. “You look beautiful today, Marge!” she chirped, turning to walk out. Just as she did so, she came chest to chest with Amy’s pacient. “Oh, Mr. Spicer, excuse me!” she gushed, backing up and blushing intensely. “Watch where you’re going, Billy!” came the raspy voice of Marge. “I’m really sorry,” Billy added, side stepping to move out of his way, and in doing so she bumped right into John, the Fedex man, causing him to topple the three boxes he was carrying. Distraught, she began a slew of apologies, rushing to help him pick up the boxes.

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Zayn only smiled as he watched Billy toss Jay out of the room. The girl most obviously had not caught all of the conversation he'd been having with Jay. He doubted that the girl would have tossed the bass player out of the room if Billy had. “You’re no trouble at all. I apologize, but you need your rest. No visitors until the doctor clears you to be well enough for them.” Billy said. "It's alright. Asshole has other things that he should be doing anyway." Zayn said, laying back into the stiff pillows. He was beginning to feel sleepy again. Damn drugs. He could feel his eyelids becoming quite heavy once more. Deciding against struggling the inevitable, Zayn closed his eyes. It wasn't long before he was completely out of it, sleeping heavily.




Friday morning, Zayn had awoken quite early. He was brought breakfast at around eight-thirty and quickly ate. He was hoping to be able to get discharged so that he could hopefully be able to see Hailee. Sarah had found out about the alcohol poisoning. She'd called the hospital and spoken to him on the phone around seven. She'd agreed to allow him to go ahead and take Hailee for the weekend. Zayn figured that Sarah probably had some sort of date or something like that, otherwise he doubted that the woman would have allowed him to take the small four year old. They agreed to meet at the coffee shop that was not far from downtown, where the hospital was located. Jay had promised to pick Zayn and Hailee up, he was in the area. “The reporters are all gone now, and the doctor has cleared you to leave. I just need you to sign out once you’re finished dressing.” Zayn heard Amy say. He felt slightly disappointed that it had not been Billy. He didn't bother acknowledging the woman. She was already gone. He slowly got out of the bed and made his way over to the bag. Dressing quickly, he walked into the bathroom. He did his hair and applied his eyeliner. If he was going to be out in the public he wanted to make sure that he looked presentable. Satisfied with his look, Zayn made his way to the desk and signed himself out of the hospital. He made his way quickly out of the large building.

As he exited the hospital, Zayn decided against trying to hide from the reporters and his fans. They weren't at the hospital yet but would be soon. Once they found out that he'd left on foot, they would start looking for him. He normally didn't mind this, but he just wanted to pick up his daughter and get her home. He'd been stuck in the hospital for three days and he was very glad to be out. He made his way down the long streets, dodging as many people as he could. He crossed the street, near the theater and restaurants that littered the large street. He saw the coffee shop. He quickly sent Jay a text to let him know where he was. The bass player would probably bring their security, knowing how crazy it was probably going to get. Luckily it didn't appear as if there was many people there right now. He quickly walked in, hoping that he'd escaped reality for at least a few minutes. He'd not really been paying much attention to his surroundings as he walked and as a result Zayn felt a small pressure against his chest. He looked down to see Billy. “Oh, Mr. Spicer, excuse me!” she said, moving back from the man and blushing. "No, it's all right. It was my fault. I wasn't paying attention." he said kindly, smiling at her. “I’m really sorry,” Billy added, moving out of Zayn's way but into the Fedex man's way. The man dropped the packages that he'd been carrying and Billy was trying to help the man. Zayn quickly moved to Billy's side and picked up the larger box. He handed the box to the man and it was then that he saw people starting to gather at the coffee shop's large windows. Jay must be there if they weren't trying to come in. He ignored the fans and reporters turning back to Billy. "You can call me Zayn, by the way. I was so doped up the other day that I didn't even think to introduce myself." he said to the woman. He was smiling at her.

Cameras were going off and Zayn could here all of the people outside yelling his name. He turned to look at those that adored him. He brightly waved at them, flashing a bright smile. They seemed to go crazy at this. Zayn wondered how Billy would react to this. There was no way that she'd be able to get out of the shop right now. It was then that he heard the most beautiful voice in the world. "Daddy! Daddy!" Hailee was running towards Zayn as quickly as she could, her mother following behind her daughter slowly. It was obvious the woman didn't want to be there. Zayn quickly picked his daughter up, bringing her into a tight hug. The small child wrapped her arms around Zayn's neck as tightly as she could. "I've left her things with Jay. I'll come by and pick her up Sunday night." Sarah said, her voice giving away exactly how much she cared for Zayn and the child that she'd had with him. To Sarah, Hailee was a reminder of what she'd lost. "Alright. Tell Mommy by. She's got to get going." Zayn said softly. Hailee waved at her mother, still not letting completely go of her father. The small girl had missed her Daddy terribly and she wanted to stay in his arms for as long as he'd let her. Sarah rolled her eyes and left the shop quickly. The meeting had gone a bit better than Zayn had thought that it would. He turned back to Billy. "This is Hailee. Hailee can you introduce yourself to Ms. Billy?" He was smiling. He wasn't sure what Billy was thinking but he hoped that she wasn't freaking out because he was famous. The small child smiled at the woman. "I'm Hailee Jayla Spicer. I'm thwee years old and my Daddy is a su..sup..a roc..a rockstar." Hailee was beaming at the blonde woman, obviously proud of herself for being able to tell Billy what her father had asked. "Would you like to join us for coffee? Our treat. It's my fault that you can't leave right now and it's the least that I can do." Zayn asked. He felt himself hoping that Billy would accept and join him for coffee. The fans were still screaming but Zayn had his eyes glued to Billy.

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Billy morbidly handed the boxes to the star-struck looking postal man. He thanked her and then kept staring at Amy’s patient. Billy turned to him, wondering what the postal man could be looking at. Sure, the guy was covered in tattoos and looked a little… different… but that was no reason to be outwardly rude about it. “You can call me Zayn, by the way. I was so doped up the other day that I didn't even think to introduce myself,” the patient, no, Zayn, was saying. Billy eyed him suspiciously for a moment, before her thoughts were interrupted by the noises coming from outside.

There was that tall handsome fellow from the hospital, waving his arms around and basking in the flash of cameras. Confused, Billy watched as the crowd took notice of Zayn inside the door that Jay was blocking and they erupted into a muffled through the glass uproar. She glanced to the tall man beside her, uncomfortable with the camera flashes that were capturing her as well, in her café uniform.

Zayn smiled at them, and they went wild, throwing themselves and their camera’s into the glass to try and get closer look from around Jay who boldy blocked off the door to everyone but a red headed woman and a small child. The two entered, letting in a roar of noise as they opened the door. All around them, the people in the shop seemed to have paused what they were doing, everyone staring at Billy and Zayn. "Daddy! Daddy!" The young girl with the woman bolted across the distance of space between herself and the tall man beside Billy. Zayn scooped her up and looked as if he actually had some pigment to his pale skin tone.

The red headed woman stormed up to Zayn, looking rather miffed to have had to come through such a crowd of people to see him. Billy, utterly confused now, quietly side stepped as the woman began to speak in a bitter and flat tone. "I've left her things with Jay. I'll come by and pick her up Sunday night." The red headed, punk looking woman with a nose ring turned her eyes viciously to Billy, sizing her up, before she made her way out of the coffee shop. The woman barged through the crowd, ignoring the microphones and cameras that were shoved into her face.

"This is Hailee. Hailee can you introduce yourself to Ms. Billy?" The words came from Zayn, and they brought Billy’s attention back to the inside of the café. "I'm Hailee Jayla Spicer. I'm thwee years old and my Daddy is a su..sup..a roc..a rockstar,” chirped the mirror image of her father. Billy was still standing in the walk way of the café, looking a little dazed and clinging to the now crumpled envelope that held her check. “Nice to meet you, Hailee,” she managed to say, her voice soft and airy as if she were not completely there. Everything was still processing.

"Would you like to join us for coffee? Our treat. It's my fault that you can't leave right now and it's the least that I can do." Zayn was saying. Billy stared at him for a moment, her blue hues taking him in with growing realization. Spicer. Why did that name sound so incredibly familiar all the sudden? And that red head, she seemed so familiar… and so did that tall handsome man outside, Jay. As if the weight of the world had settled on her shoulders, she flashed back to the other night.

She was cleaning around the house before she went to sleep, and Jake had jumped onto the remote. The TV had flicked on to the news, and on it was the picture of a man, a rock star in a famous band called Pillar of Society. Zayn Spicer, the lead singer, had recently broken up with his girlfriend, Sarah. A picture of the woman looking very broody flashed on the screen as the blonde news reporter went on to talk about the problems it might cause their daughter, Hailee, in the future.

As if she were seeing him for the first time, Billy stepped back to take him in. “It was very nice meeting you both, but, I think I should go,” she replied shortly. Zayn Spicer, the millionaire poster child of the Rock music scene was standing right in front of her. All Billy could think of was the many times she’d seen him in a magazine or on the tv. His band was known for getting into all sorts of trouble. Wrecking hotel rooms, crashing cars, drugs, alcohol, the works.

“Make sure you take good care of him, he could use some taking care of,” Billy said kindly to Hailee. With that, she was rushing out the back door of the establishment, completely embarrassed. How had she not known that it was him? God, she was an idiot! Way to look like a total bimbo in front of hundreds of cameras, Billy!”

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Zayn watched as the realization of exactly who he was hit Billy. She unfortunately reacted quite differently that what he'd expected. He was used to handing out autographs and taking pictures with someone once they realized who he was. Billy was different. She seemed to not care who he was. Zayn almost didn't know how to react. Choosing to ignore it, Zayn carried Hailee out of the coffee shop and through the frenzy. Jay followed his friend to the car and helped to keep back the throng of people. They quickly got in and Jay started driving towards Zayn's house. The singer was unusually quiet as they drove. His mind kept going back to Billy. He just couldn't believe that she'd not cared who he was. Jay was quietly speaking with Hailee, trying to keep the young girl preoccupied. After about twenty minutes they arrived at the large house. Zayn got his daughter out of the car as Jay grabbed her things. Zayn noted, as he unlocked the door, that Jay had the door fixed. He would have to thank his friend...for several things. Zayn took his daughter into the living room, which had obviously been cleaned. He sat her down upon the floor and she quickly went to her toy chest to find something to play with. Jay walked into the room. "You need to get custody." he said softly. It was obvious that Sarah no longer really cared for Hailee, which made no sense to Zayn. He couldn't imagine not loving his daughter. She was the best thing to ever happen to him.

"I know. It's not that simple though. You know that. I'm working on it." Zayn replied, sitting down on the couch and turning the television on. The media was going on about Zayn seen with 'another woman' besides Sarah. They were probably talking about Billy. He hoped that they would leave her alone. She clearly had wanted nothing to do with him or Hailee. She'd left rather quickly. Jay walked over and sat beside his friend. "You know, we really need to get back on tour. We were only halfway through it when you ended things with Sarah and decided to take a break. We need to start rehearsing and working on our stage set." Jay said gently. He knew that Zayn had needed the break as he'd taken the breakup hard. Still, they had a job to do. "You're right. Monday we'll get started on rehearsal." Zayn said. Jay only nodded. As Zayn watched the television, the news was reporting everything about the horrible breakup with Sarah and how they were still fighting for custody of Hailee. They were criticizing him for his alcohol poisoning. They were even going on how bringing another woman into Hailee's life right now would be damaging to the child. All of it was bullshit to Zayn. He was going to do whatever he thought was best.




Saturday


Jay had left Zayn's house early that morning. Zayn had been woken by his daughter pouncing upon the bed. He laughed at her, feeling so much happier now that she was home. He now needed to figure out how to win custody of the girl. It would be hard with their continuing tour. He was at a loss. He felt like he needed to get out of the house. He dressed Hailee and loaded them into his older car. Noone would know that it was him. He drove to the more secluded park that most people didn't use anymore. It was out of the way and with the newer park having been built four years ago not many really wanted to go there. Zayn stopped on the way to pick them something up to eat. Hailee was practically bouncing in her car seat. He pulled into the parking space at the park and unloaded his daughter. She took off a bit ahead of him laughing and smiling brightly. Zayn sat upon one of the old benches that was fairly close to the play area. He had his eyes glued to his daughter. She was having the time of her life. It was moments like this that made Zayn glad that he'd left everything behind of his old life. That he'd followed his dreams. Had he not, Hailee wouldn't have been in his life. Zayn thought that he heard a car pull up though paid it no mind. "Daddy! Will you push me?" Hailee yelled towards Zayn. He smiled at the small girl. He got up and walked over to the swing and helped the girl into the seat. He gently pushed the girl for some time. Zayn looked up to see that the car was still there. It wasn't the paparazzi or a fan or they'd have already been in his face. He wondered who it was. Hailee wouldn't allow Zayn to stop pushing her. She was smiling and laughing brightly. "Ms. Billy!" Hailee was yelling. Zayn looked up to see if it was Billy getting out of the car.

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The Saturday morning had been hell. Jake had woken her up at six am promptly to be fed his tuna. Billy had fallen asleep again mid-tuna making, which resulted in her waking up a couple of hours later with bits of tuna in her hair. Jake, deprived of his breakfast, had taken his rage out on her pillow in the bedroom, leaving a feathery mess in the room. Billy spent the rest of her morning showering, cleaning up the mess, buying a new pillow, and fixing up her apartment, which surprisingly managed to get pretty messy despite only her and the cat living there.

As her morning was over, and the afternoon was setting in, Billy decided to take advantage of her day off and go for a much needed jog. Leaving a bit of dry cat food mixed with Tuna as a peace offering to Jake, who at that moment was entirely too busy worshiping the broken ice machine, Billy showed herself out. Jake meanwhile sat, transfixed with the broken ice maker. Every so often the fridge would shoot out a random piece of ice, due to the broken mechanics of the machine. The ice would go skittering across the floor, and Jake would shoot off as a white blur after it. Billy made a mental note to have that fixed at some point.

She parked her yellow punch bug under the shade of some trees and stepped out. She wore a black pair of jogging pants with a lime green accent line. Her lime green sports bra matched it perfectly. She was just about to put in her iPhone ear buds when she heard a small voice from across the way. “Miss Billy!” Billy froze and looked over her shoulder. If it wasn’t Mr. Rock Star and his golden girl. Memories of last night’s news report with pictures of her and Zayn picking up boxes flashed across her mind.

She had half a thought to go about her jog as if she had not heard the girl, but her tender heart kept her from doing so. “Good afternoon, Miss Hailee!” she called back, walking over to the play area. She stood a couple feet away from the swing, offering the girl a smile. “Enjoying your day at the park?” Billy asked, ignoring the girl’s father. Judging by the Cheshire grin on the girl’s face, Hailee was having a wonderful time at the park today. “If you’re good, you should get your daddy to take you for ice cream. All princesses deserve ice cream,” Billy added, unable to stop smiling. The girl was too adorable not to instantly fall in love with. No wonder the media loved her so much.

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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.

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Billy smiled a little at the girl. She was too adorable. "Will you come with us?" Hailee asked, doe eyed and all smiles. "Hailee, Ms. Billy is more than welcome to join us. Perhaps, you should have asked.." Hailee finished the sentence for him,"I should have asked....if she was busy?" With a nod from her father, Hailee turned her big doe brown eyes back to Billy and pleaded, "Pleeease?" She was scolded for begging, and before Billy could answer the girl, her daddy told her to go play. Billy turned her blue hues to him for the first time since she had walked up to them. "I'm sorry about Hailee. Don't feel like you have to go because of her." She regarded him skeptically, wondering if he was the type to use his daughter to get women to screw him like the tabloids said he was. She wasn't one to really follow up on the media, but her friend sure was a huge fan of Zayn Spicer. But who was he really? Probably just another arrogant super star.

He lit a cigarette and took a few drags from it, causing Billy to scowl a little. She turned to walk off, but was stopped as he said, "Can I ask you something?" Billy stopped and slowly twirled around to face him, flashing a smile. "You just did." She then turned back around to keep walking, but he began to speak again, holding her back once more. "Why don't you like me? Have I don't something to offend you?" Billy stopped, her back still to him. She slowly turned to look at him, her eyes trailing up his slender frame. "You've only offended me by assuming I don't like you. Honestly, I don't know you. How could I like you?" She shifted her weight onto her hips and regarded him curiously. "I'll forgive you, though, if you buy us ice cream. All princesses deserve ice cream," she said, a smile tugging at her lips. She was raised in the south, and it was unladylike of her to judge before she gave him a chance. So, putting the tabloids aside and throwing caution to the wind, she agreed with herself that she would let him take her for ice cream. But it would only be ice cream. Only. Ice cream.

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Zayn watched as Billy trailed her eyes along his form. "You've only offended me by assuming I don't like you. Honestly, I don't know you. How could I like you?" Billy said. "I'll forgive you, though, if you buy us ice cream. All princesses deserve ice cream." She was smiling at him now. He couldn't help but return the smile. "I couldn't think of a better way to apologize for offending you." he said softly, his brown eyes fixed upon Billy. "I'm thinking that we'll go to The Scream'n Cone. You are welcome to ride with us, if you'd like. Or, you can meet us there?" he said, his eyes upon Hailee as the girl played. "Hailee! Come on!" Zayn yelled towards his daughter. The girl came flying towards the two adults. "Are we going for ice cream?" she asked Zayn. He smiled gently at the small girl. "We are. That's where we are going now." he said. Hailee turned her eyes upon Billy. "Are you coming, Ms. Billy?" she asked, eager to go to the fancy ice cream shop her Daddy always took her to. The little girl took off bounding towards the car. Zayn followed behind the girl and opened the car door and picked Hailee up to help her into her carseat. He expertly hooked her in and made sure that everything was fixed tightly. He pulled himself out of the car and shut the door. He slid into the driver's seat and buckled his seatbelt. Starting the car, Zayn began to slowly pull out. He drove at a leisurely pace, not in too much of a hurry. It took about twenty minutes to arrive at the ice cream shop. Zayn pulled into the parking lot and parked his beat up car. He looked around for a moment. He didn't see anyone that he knew would go crazy if they saw him. He smiled at this. He quickly got out of the car and went to the back to get Hailee out. She was in her father's arms, her small arms around his tattooed neck. Zayn shut the door and locked the car.

As he led the way into the small shop, Zayn couldn't help but remember how Sarah had used to love going for ice cream. He couldn't believe that she never took Hailee. He opened the door to allow Billy to enter first. "Ladies first." he said, smiling. He sat Hailee down and the little girl followed Billy into the shop. As soon as she saw the large display of the many flavors, she took off to the glass, trying to look. Zayn walked in and walked up to his daughter. He loved this ice cream shop. It was strangely designed and had no windows that looked outside. It was highly unlikely that any reporters or fans would see him. Although Zayn loved being famous it was always nice to be able to get away and just be himself. The older man that ran the shop was speaking with Hailee and Billy, trying to take their orders. Hailee wanted the bubblegum pink ice cream. Zayn didn't even need to tell the old man to put the ice cream in a bowl. They were there almost every weekend and Hailee was hard to forget. Zayn ordered his ice cream, a mocha frozen yogurt bowl. He was smiling at Billy and Hailee. Hailee was standing very close to Billy and was asking the woman how she'd met her father. The old man handed Zayn his and Hailee's ice cream and then handed Billy hers. Hailee quickly made her way to the table that they always sat at near the back. Zayn followed slowly, close to Billy. The little girl quickly sat down and waited for the adults. As he reached the table, Zayn place the pink ice cream in front of Hailee. "Look! Mine's pink because I'm a princess! Right, Ms. Billy?" she said smiling at the woman. Zayn sat down beside of his daughter, smiling. He was dreading Sunday, as he always did. He didn't want to let Hailee go back with Sarah. Hailee dug into her ice cream, not paying much attention to the adults. Zayn slowly worked on his frozen yogurt.

"I am sorry for earlier." Zayn said, eyeing the woman in front of him. He went quiet for a few moments, thinking. "Would you tell me about yourself? I find you..interesting." he said. Now why had he said that? Idiot. Now she was going to think that he was the sex crazed man that the paparazzi liked to try and make him out to be. He said nothing, listening to the woman.

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Billy smiled warmly at him, enjoying the way she could push and pull on his reactions. Hot one moment, cold the next. It wouldn’t surprise her if he was thrown off by her, after all, he was probably used to fan girls flocking him and swooning at his every breath. "I couldn't think of a better way to apologize for offending you." His smile was disarmingly charming, reminding her of the villans from fairy tales. Billy had never pictured the bad guys from books to be ugly. To her, the real devils of the world were as handsome as their namesake.

"I'm thinking that we'll go to The Scream'n Cone,” Zayn was saying. It was a popular little place, and they did have amazing ice cream. “You are welcome to ride with us, if you'd like. Or, you can meet us there?" That was bold… Smiling to dismiss her concern, Billy nodded. “I’ll meet you there.” Just then, a little black haired princess came running up to her, looking to Billy with big doe eyes. "Are you coming, Ms. Billy?" “Yes, little princess. How could I say no to such a cute face?”

Billy waited for them to head to their vehicle, and then made her way to hers. She gave a cheerful wave to the little girl as she waved frantically from the back seat. As soon as they were out of sight, Billy nearly threw herself into her back seat, desperately looking for a shirt or something to cover her midsection. She couldn’t imagine going into an ice cream parlor in her workout suit.
She praised God as she found a black tanktop scrunched up under her driver seat. Luckily, she kept her car pretty clean so the shirt wasn’t into too much of a disarray. She shook it out and pulled it on, thankful that it wasn’t too wrinkly. Damn her spontaneous decisions. She searched through her car for the perfume bottle that she knew was in here. Once she found it, she gave herself a few spritz and then raced to catch up to the other car.

She arrived, thankful to her speeding, just as they did. She tugged nervously at her tanktop, and pulled her hair to the front of her person. "Ladies first." She smiled at Zayn and let Hailee go in, then followed after her. Billy waited in line, ignoring the looks they were getting from other customers. Hailee and Zayn ordered, and then she got some standard chocolate for herself. Haliee’s was a bright pink in color, and the little girl turned to Billy and said, "Look! Mine's pink because I'm a princess! Right, Ms. Billy?" “That’s right!”[/b] Billy responded, unable to keep herself from smiling. The child was incredibly adorable.

As they sat down, Zayn began talking. "I am sorry for earlier." “Earlier in the park, or earlier when you were almost mobbed to death?” It was obviously a joke, by her tone and the smile that toyed on her face. Delicately spooning a bit of ice cream in her mouth, as she had opted for a bowl instead of a cone, Billy sat back in her seat to look at him. “Would you tell me about yourself? I find you..interesting." Billy cocked a brow at Zayn. He sure is to the point… “Oh, um… Well… I recently moved here.. with my fiancé. We’re from Texas. I have a white cat, named Jake. I work, as you know, in the hospital and at the local coffee shop.”

She looked out the window at the cars passing by. Her life sounded so boring. “My fiancé and I split after I came home to find a Scarlett Johanson look-a-like in my bed… I still have Jake, though. What about you?” The talk of her and her ex splitting seemed to roll off her back like water, seemingly not fazing her. “And little miss Hailee. What does she do? Is she in ballet? She would be a great ballerina.”

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Zayn listened intently as Billy spoke. “Oh, um… Well… I recently moved here.. with my fiancé. We’re from Texas. I have a white cat, named Jake. I work, as you know, in the hospital and at the local coffee shop.” Zayn regarded Billy. So she had a fiancé. That would certainly explain her seeming not to care about him. This line of thought was not allowed to continue as Billy was speaking again as she looked out the window. “My fiancé and I split after I came home to find a Scarlett Johanson look-a-like in my bed… I still have Jake, though. What about you? And little miss Hailee. What does she do? Is she in ballet? She would be a great ballerina.” Zayn chose to say nothing, knowing that his daughter would be speaking to the woman. Sure enough, as soon as Hailee had heard her name she began talking. "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?" The little girl watched the pretty woman. She really liked her. She continued speaking to Billy, telling her how she preferred staying with her father. She didn't go into any detail but Zayn was sure that Billy would pick up on the fact that Sarah had lost interest in the child and was only keeping Hailee from him to hurt him.

Hailee then turned back to her ice cream, ignoring the adults once again. Zayn smiled gently at Billy. "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." The handsome man paused for a moment, looking down at the table. It was a nervous habit that he'd developed as a child, a sign that he was uncomfortable about the topic. He looked back up at Billy, his brown eyes staring into her blue hues. "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.." he nodded towards Hailee, not wanting the girl to realize what they were talking about. "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." Zayn was still staring at Billy. He wondered if he should explain to her why he'd gotten the alcohol poisoning. No. He wouldn't say anything unless she did. No need to talk about that in front of Hailee.

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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.

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Zayn knew that Billy probably couldn't understand why he didn't seem to want to tell her about his past. In fact, he actually felt like telling her. He just wasn't sure if he could trust her not to go to the media about it. He turned his chocolate brown eyes back to Billy's pretty face. "I'm sorry," Billy said, "But, at least you get to see her on the weekends?" Zayn smiled gently. "Yes, it could be much worse." he said. There was a brief moment of silence between them. "Do you enjoy it?" Billy 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?" He listened intently as the woman across from him. He thought about her question for a moment. "I do enjoy it. It's all that I ever wanted." he paused for a moment and then decided to say something that would perhaps give Billy a hint to his former life. "When all that you are told from your parents is that you'll never amount to anything besides for working the land as the rest of your family always has, you tend to want to prove them wrong. So I did. I love this life. I've proven myself over and over again. To answer your question, I really don't worry about if my "good looks fade" or I get arthritis or I can't sing anymore. I have acquired quite a bit of wealth and if I had to I could live the rest of my life off of what I have right now." He was eyeing Billy closely, trying to see what she was thinking. "I think that if you're doing something that you love you shouldn't regret it, no matter the end result." he said softly.

The man had finished his dessert and was now waiting for Hailee to finish. She always seemed to take a bit longer to finish, enjoying the rare treat. "So, do you enjoy working at the hospital? or do you prefer working at the coffee shop?" he asked. Zayn was thinking back to his home again. Maybe he could tell Billy..but..he wanted to make sure that she wouldn't tell anyone. Zayn pondered for a moment. What would be the best way to figure out how trustworthy she was? "So what is your family like? Do you have any siblings? I'm an only child, I'm afraid. Then I met Jay and the twins and they became my second family." he said, smiling at Billy. Zayn had to admit that he did enjoy sitting here talking with Billy. For some reason, he felt like he wanted to get to know her, to spend time with her. This confused him. It made no sense to him why he would be feeling like this. Hailee was now trying to get Billy's attention. "Can you come over to play with me, Ms. Billy, tomorrow before my Mommy comes to get me? Pretty please?" she asked innocently. The girl was quickly becoming attached to the woman. She was smiling at Billy, happy that her Daddy didn't seem to be upset with her for asking the question. Zayn was curious for Billy's answer. He was sure that she'd say no but he would let the woman speak for herself.

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Billy nibbled on her ice cream as she waited for his reply. It was no shock to her when he responded, "I do enjoy it. It's all that I ever wanted." Well, that made sense. Who didn't want to be a rock star? The fame, the money, the women (or men). It all seemed so glamorous, but she had to wonder if it was worth sacrificing your privacy and home life. "When all that you are told from your parents is that you'll never amount to anything besides for working the land as the rest of your family always has, you tend to want to prove them wrong. So I did. I love this life. I've proven myself over and over again. To answer your question, I really don't worry about if my "good looks fade" or I get arthritis or I can't sing anymore. I have acquired quite a bit of wealth and if I had to I could live the rest of my life off of what I have right now," he continued.

"Well, that must be nice," she said, thinking aloud. [b]"I think that if you're doing something that you love you shouldn't regret it, no matter the end result."
"Well, I can't exactly agree with that," she laughed. "I see patients come into the hospital regularly with meth and other drug problems... I'm sure they're doing what they love, but, I don't agree that they shouldn't regret the damage they've done to their bodies, or their families..." "So, do you enjoy working at the hospital? or do you prefer working at the coffee shop?" She had to smile. Maybe she was being a little to hard on him? "Well, I do love my job at the hospital but it gets to be very sad sometimes... it's not the happiest job in the world, sometimes, but there are other times... times when you save a life or you see a cured child... they make it worth it. The coffee shop is nice, too, mostly because I enjoy the smell."

"So what is your family like? Do you have any siblings? I'm an only child, I'm afraid. Then I met Jay and the twins and they became my second family." Billy laughed. "Okay, so.. My family is... Well, they're a bunch of rednecks from Texas, and yes I have two brothers. One older, and one younger. I always wanted to be an only child when I was growing up but now... I like knowing that I can call them if I ever need them. I'm sure your band is a lot like that. I nearly had to beat Jay with a bat to get him to leave you in the recovery room." It was nice, though, to see such loyalty. The band could have made a lot of money on pictures of Zayn laid up in a hospital bed.

"Can you come over to play with me, Ms. Billy, tomorrow before my Mommy comes to get me? Pretty please?" Billy shifted in her seat a little uncomfortably, she didn't like telling the girl no, but it was entirely inappropriate. "Oh, princess, I'm afraid not...But I would really love to see you at the park again sometime. I like to jog, so maybe I will see you next weekend?" Billy turned her hues to Zayn apologetically. It was just too soon for her to be going back to his place, she barely knew the man. Celebrity or not, she wasn't that sort of girl.

"It was very nice meeting both of you, again," she added, finishing off her ice cream. "I think I'll have to buy one of your CDs, so I can see what all the fuss is about." Although she much prefered country music to rock music, Billy couldn't help but want to give this scrawny pale man a chance. Covered in tattoos and a little different from the rest, but famous, so there had to be something about him. Maybe he would sing for her sometime?

Billy stood and pulled at her slightly wrinkled tank, trying to straighten it out again. "I, uh, well... See you next weekend?" she offered them both a smile, and a little wave to the girl, and then walked outside to get back in her car and go home. When she got there, Jake was totally uninterested in her. He still sat under the ice machine, waiting for that random splurt of an ice cube which had entertained him for hours. "Yes, Jake, Pray... pray to the Ice Lord!" Billy giggled and side stepped the cat, pulling out a thing of tuna for him and placing it on the counter. Maybe she should have gone to Zayns? It would have been nicer than staying home alone?

No... she would just end up another fan girl in his line of who-I've-slept-with. With a little sigh, she walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. She had forgotten to give him her number...he'd probably forget all about her. Jake popped up into her lap, curling up against her stomach with a purr. "At least I still have you, Jakey," she sighed.

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Zayn was watching Billy as she tried to answer Hailee's question. "Oh, princess, I'm afraid not...But I would really love to see you at the park again sometime. I like to jog, so maybe I will see you next weekend?" Billy said, turning her eyes upon him. Zayn nodded towards Hailee. "We'll probably be there. Would that be ok Hailee?" Zayn asked his daughter. Hailee nodded, obviously not thrilled that she'd have to wait to see the woman until next week. She didn't say much about it though and behaved quite well. Zayn had honestly not believed that Billy would have came over either way. She didn't really seem like the kind of woman that went over to strange men's homes. Not that he'd been planning on doing anything with her. For once, Zayn was more concerned with actually getting to know a woman. He found her intriguing and wanted to know so much more about her. "It was very nice meeting both of you, again," Billy said, "I think I'll have to buy one of your CDs, so I can see what all the fuss is about." Zayn smiled at this. "If you do that, you'll have to get or most recent one. It's by far the best." he said, softly. As he said this, Billy was standing up to leave. Zayn's eyes seemed to follow Billy closely as she straightened her shirt. "I, uh, well... See you next weekend?" Billy asked. Zayn smiled and nodded, as if saying that they would be there. He watched as the woman left and Hailee tried to wave at the woman as she left. Zayn allowed for Hailee to slowly finish her ice cream before he cleaned her up a bit. Zayn gently led Hailee out of the shop and put her into the car and buckled her in tightly. He slid into the car and pulled out of the parking lot and headed home.




Middle of the Week

Zayn was laying in bed...alone. As he stared up into the ceiling, his thoughts drifted back to the previous Sunday. Sarah had been very moody towards him when she'd picked Hailee up. She'd threatened him like she always did. He sighed heavily. Zayn wanted so badly to get custody of his little girl. Then, he wouldn't have to worry about weather or not being able to see Hailee. Zayn got out of his bed, and got into the shower. He took his time, allowing the steamy water to run all over his body. Once he deemed himself clean enough, Zayn dried his hair and styled it. He quickly got dressed into his dark jeans, band t-shirt, studded metal belt, and converse. Zayn made his way down the stairs and quickly grabbed his keys and phone. Zayn made his way to his nicer care and hopped in. He quickly pulled out and made his way into town. He drove around for some time before arriving at the coffee shop that he'd been at not too many days before. He quickly put his sunglasses on. He was hoping that no one would realize who he was. He just really didn't feel like dealing with the media or fans. Zayn quickly got out of his car and made his way into the small shop. He walked up to the counter and someone was asking him what they could get for him. "How about..a grande mocha?" he asked, smiling.

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Billy had spent most of her week working in the hospital, and she had just got done working her shift when she stumbled into the coffee shop. She wasn't working today, but they were understaffed. She had changed into a pair of deep navy skinnyjeans and a red tank. Pulling her hair up into a pony, she put on a apron and went behind the counter to help. Lisa had gone on an emergency smoke break when they got slammed with people. Keeping her back turned as she worked on the tall hot chocolate with chocolate chips and whipped cream when she asked the next person what she could get them. "How about..a grande mocha?" Billy turned around, handing the hot drink to the person waiting, and addressing her next costumer.

She stopped briefly as a smile toyed across her face. "Sure thing," she smiled. She quickly whipped together his order just as Lisa came back from smoking. Billy personally carried Zayn's order around the counter to him, handing the drink out to him. "Fancy seeing you here," she said with a smile. "How, um... How's Hailee?" she asked, toying with her silver charm bracelet. "Hey, I'm sorry about rushing out last weekend. Not every day you, uh..." she glanced around, noticing that he had managed to not draw such attention to himself thus far. "Meet someone like you," she decided to finish. Zayn looked pretty handsome today. Damn Hollywood looks. She turned her attention away from him and to the cafe. "Did you get back to...work?" Did they call it that?

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Zayn watched as Billy made her way around the counter to bring him his drink. He kept his eyes glued to her slender form as she walked towards him. He was smiling at the woman as she she came to a stop near him, handing him his drink. He thanked her as he took the cup. "Fancy seeing you here," Billy said smiling. "How, um... How's Hailee?" Zayn smiled softly as he thought of his daughter. "She's good. She didn't want to go home though. Threw a fit on her mother." he said laughing. "Hey, I'm sorry about rushing out last weekend. Not every day you, uh..." Billy paused for a moment. "Meet someone like you" He gave the woman another smile. "No, it's perfectly alright. I sometimes forget that I'm who I am." he said, joking with her. "Did you get back to...work?" Billy asked, looking about the cafe. "Not yet. I've been finding it hard to get back. I've not had any inspiration as of late." he explained, looking around the cafe. He was surprised that noone had noticed him yet. As he looked back to Billy, he said, "I was wondering if you have any plans for tonight?"

Zayn wasn't sure why'd he'd asked the woman such a question. She'd probably rather do anything else than something with him. Zayn kept his eyes on Billy. He hoped though, that she would agree to spending a bit of time with him. "You know, like dinner or something like that." he mumbled. This confused him. He couldn't remember a time when he'd felt nervous about asking a woman out to do anything. What was it about Billy that had him so..wound up? He would never find out if he at least didn't try to get to know her. Zayn gave her his best smile, hoping to win her over.

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Billy shifted her weight onto her hips as she listened to him. "She's good. She didn't want to go home though. Threw a fit on her mother." Poor thing... I can't imagine having a mother that didn't care.. Then, in response to her apologies, he said, "No, it's perfectly alright. I sometimes forget that I'm who I am." She couldn't help but giggle a little. Forget who he was, yeah right. How could you forget who you were when you had a million girls screaming your name every night? It seemed to Billy that ever since she had met him in person, he appeared everywhere. On billboards, on passing buses, on screaming tween girls t-shirts in the mall. Escaping him was nearly impossible, and if she was being honest with herself... maybe she didn't want to escape him? Something about his dark, unattainable persona just seemed to draw her in. She asked if he had gotten back to work, and he responded, "Not yet. I've been finding it hard to get back. I've not had any inspiration as of late."

Billy looked him over, ignoring her reflection in his sunglasses. What normally gave him inspiration? The fuck? Why do I care? "I was wondering if you have any plans for tonight?" The question caught her off guard and she could feel the blush rising in her cheeks. "Well, I'll have to check my schedule.. Call my people, you know, see if I'm free... I might have a gig, or something..." she smiled up at him, obviously teasing. She pulled out her cellphone and without dialing any numbers, she put the phone to her ear. "Yes, it's me... Yes, I need to find out if I'm free tonight? What? No gigs?" she looked up at him, in mock shock. "Well then... Alright. Well, keep me updated, you know my fans can't stand to be away from me for too long!" she clicked off her fake phone conversation and put her cell back into her pockets. "Well, it looks like I'm free... What did you have in mind?"

"You know, like dinner or something like that." He seemed shy, and uncomfortable. It was completely adorable, to see such a badass squirm from her gaze. "I'd like that... How about Romanos, at seven." She reached over and took his coffee from him, pulling a sharpie from her back pocket, and scribbling her address and cell number on it. "Pick me up." She flashed him a smile, and then turned and slipped out of the cafe door. 'Always leave them wanting more', at least that's what the magazines said. Once she was safely in the back where her car was parked, she peeked around to make sure no one could see her, and then let out a little squeal and happy dance. Climbing into her car, she zipped home to tell Jake about being asked out by the hottest bachelor in California.

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Zayn couldn't believe that Billy was free and willing to go out to dinner with him that night. The moment she agreed, a large smile spread across his handsome face. Zayn watched as Billy took his coffee cup and wrote upon it. "Pick me up." Billy said, smiling at him. Zayn only nodded, seeming not to be able to speak. He watched as Billy made her way out of the cafe. Zayn realized how happy that Billy's answer had made him. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this happy after asking someone out. He was beaming and now getting a few strange looks. Better to get going. He thought to himself.

Zayn quickly made his way out of the cafe and back into his car. He buckled up and then slowly pulled out. He drove until he reached his large house. He noted that a car was parked outside that wasn't one of his. Jay was there. Probably trying to get him back to 'work' as Billy had put it. Zayn parked his car and got out of the vehicle. He slowly made his way into the house, to deal with his dear friend.




Around five o'clock, after Jay had left the house, Zayn began getting ready for that night. He showered, styled his hair, and got dressed. He was wearing quite a bit of black, as usual. His outfit was boots, pants, belt, white dress shirt and a black coat. Making sure that he looked at least decent, Zayn made his way out of the house and to his car. He got in and buckled himself in. He then pulled out of the driveway and began his journey to Billy's home.

It took him a bit to get to her home. He slowly pulled in and parked. Taking a small breath, Zayn got out of the car and made his way to Billy's front door. He softly knocked and waited. He hoped that tonight would go well. He actually didn't care about trying to get Billy to come home with him. He actually wanted to have a good time, out..on a date with the girl. It was all very exciting for Zayn. He was smiling brightly as the door opened.

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Billy had spent the rest of the evening throwing literally every single piece of clothing out of her closet. "I have nothing to wear!" she whined, trust-falling onto her bed and the large pile of clothes. Jake meowed, jumping onto her stomach. There was only one dress left in the closet, in a box at the far right. "Ohhh, no. No,no,no... There's no way I'm wearing that, Jake.. Noooo way..." Jake just watched her mildly, purring quietly. Once she had put said dress on, she stood in front of the mirror, chewing on her bottom lip. Makeup and hair took an hour and a half, but when she was done she had beautiful curls. The outfit gave her a dangerous edge. She bit her lip, thankful for the stain lipstick that would not rub off onto her teeth during the evening. "I look like a prostitute, Jake..." She looked over her shoulder at the cat who was comfortably lounged across her wardrobe.

With a sigh she turned away from her mirror. Billy walked down the stairs, glancing to the clock on the wall just as she heard a knock at her door. "Shit!" Panic filled her and she ran towards the door, grabbing her red clutch. Taking a deep breath she pulled herself together and opened the door, flashing a smile when she saw him. My god you're so fucking sexy... she immidately thought, but she decided it would be better to say, "Hey, you ready?" Smiling, she walked passed him, closing the locked door behind her and walking to his car. Billy paused to let him get the car door, and got in. She gave him directions and as they walked up to the restaurant doors, she offered a bright smile to the hostess. "Hey Bev, two please." The girl smiled while looking at Billy, and then stood shell-shocked staring at Zayn. "Is that--" "Yes, so I'm sure you'll be able to get us my favorite table..." "Of course, Billy.." Bev grinned, gesturing for them to follow her. Over her shoulder, Bev mouthed 'WOW' to Billy, and kept walking. The preferred seat was in a back corner hidden by a wall. Billy sat down, ordered a glass of red whine, and situated herself in her seat. With a smile, she looked up at Zayn. "You look... great..." She felt the blush rising in her cheeks.

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Zayn followed behind Billy towards his car. He quickly made his way around to the passenger's side and opened the door for her. He waited until she was in before softly closing the door. He made his way back around the car and got in. Billy gave him the directions to the restaurant. The drive wasn't too long, which Zayn was glad of. As they arrived, Zayn parked and got out. He opened the door for the woman once again. He was smiling at her. They made their way up towards the restaurant, Zayn trying not to walk too close to the woman. They entered and walked up to the hostess. "Hey Bev, two please." Billy said. Zayn eyed the woman from the corner of his eye. He wondered if she only knew the woman because she came here alot or if they were friends. Bev was staring at Zayn. "Is that--" "Yes, so I'm sure you'll be able to get us my favorite table..." "Of course, Billy.." Zayn was smiling, following the two women. As they made their way back to the table, Zayn noted that their were several people eyeing them now. Zayn chose to ignore it. He wanted to focus on Billy...and only her.

As they reached the table, Zayn waited for Billy to sit. He then joined her. When asked what he wanted to drink, he decided on water. There was really no need for him to consume any alcohol..especially while on a date with the nurse that had helped to take care of him after his recent alcohol poisoning. Billy was smiling at him. "You look... great..." Zayn smiled. "Thank you. If." he paused for only a second, "I may say so, you look very beautiful." He was staring at her with his dark eyes. She was beautiful. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to stop staring at her. What was it about Billy that seemed to draw him to her. "So, why don't you tell me about your friends?" he asked, smiling. He was interested in learning more about her. Zayn listened intently, happy that noone was bothering them. He'd been worried when they'd first come in.