This is for my friend she wrote me one called Nobody Compares by ayyosammi so go check it out after you read this fic

Being famous isnt easy for Sammantha but things get alot harder when she gets some shocking news from her boyfriend that gets her seeking comfort from two ways but must choose one direction

P.s. Sorry if you feel like the begining takes took long its just that i made this ff specifically for her like she wants be an actress when she grows up so I made her an actress and she wanted a Nathaniel so i gave her a Nathaniel


13. ~Special Chapter~

I feel my phone ring so I open my eyes startled and see Sammanthas beautiful face. "You can answer it I don't mind." she tells me in her beautiful voice that I could listen to all day. She should sing I would love to listen to her sing. I would love her singing even if a deaf person told me she was awful but I'm sure she would sing beautiful. Just like everything else does. Everything about her sings beauty. When I look at my phone I see that its Harry calling. "Hello?" I answer. "Zayn. Liams already here so come over he wants to see you." he tells me urgently. "Alright I'll be on my way. Bye." I tell him feeling disappointed about having to leave. "I have to go and meet up with some friends." I tell Sammantha. "Yeah. Ok." she says. I really don't want to leave I just want stay and talk to her or listen to her while she talks. Being around her is feels really easy and fun. And I'm pretty sure she's usually more fun to be around when she's not having a concussion. I have to see her again. "Would you like to have breakfast with me tomorrow morning?" I ask her nervously. "Um I don't know. Breakfast sounds too weird for me. Nobody really eats breakfast anymore its not like its important or anything. How about brunch?" She asks while smiling. "Oh yeah" I say catching on "because everyone has brunch. And its a normal and important meal to have." She laughs and says "Fine Zayn. I'll give into being weird for a day and have...." she stops and acts as if the word is hard to say "Breakfast." "Oh god do I feel so special right now." I tell her acting relieved. "Special E.D." she jokes. "Yup so I'll see you in the morning?" I ask her to make sure "Yes just give me your cell number." We trade numbers and she escorts me out. "Byyyeee Zaayyynn." she says in a singing song voice as I'm walking away. I was right she does sing beautiful.

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