you pulled your car by the curb and put it in park, texting the person that had called you. you were uber driving late at night to try and get some extra money.
you heard loud screams and turned your head to the side, seeing a huge group of girls chasing after some guy. that guy came running up to your car and opened the door, jumping into the seat and slamming it shut.
"go!" he yelled. you jumped and checked your mirrors before pulling back onto the street.
"what the hell was that?" you asked, starting your gps to the destination the guy had given you.
"i'm so sorry about that, oh my gosh. i don't even know how they figured out where i was, geez," he said softly.
"why were they chasing you?" you asked.
"um, i'm kinda in a boyband."
"oh yeah? what's it called?" you asked.
"why don't we. we're on the radio, but i guess you haven't heard any of our songs. but yeah usually i can go places without them finding me, but lately they've been finding me and then huge mobs form."
"sounds pretty crazy."
"yeah, it is. but it's worth it. it's all love with them."
"well that's sweet. so what's your name?"
"zach. zach herron."
"i'm y/n. y/n y/l/n."
"nice to meet you." he smiled. his teeth were a little crooked, but you found it cute.
"so, i should feel pretty special driving a celebrity around, huh?" you asked, softly chuckling.
"i'm not that special." he chuckled. you could see him blush from the corner of your eye. "usually i get old guys and they don't give a shit who i am."
you just laughed.
"what are you doing driving out this late anyway? there's a lot of creeps in la."
"gotta make money somehow." you shrugged.
"i guess you're right."
"so this band of yours... is it any good?" you asked.
"i mean, i think we're great but i'm kind of biased." he chuckled.
"play me something," you told him. he connected his phone to the bluetooth in your car and he played a song.
"this is our most recent song, it's a collab with macklemore. you gotta know who he is-"
"i know macklemore." you chuckled. the song played and you both were silent, listening to the voices.
"this is me," he said when the chorus started.
you began nodding your head to the beat, enjoying the music and the lyrics. when the song was over, you smiled at zach.
"it's good, i like it a lot."
"we have a big variety of different genres, i guess, but yeah that's one of my favorites."
"mine too." you both laughed.
"so what do you do, y/n? besides driving?" he asked you.
"i'm a student, actually, a freshman at ucla. i do the work study program there so this is how i get my extra cash and all that."
"what's your major?" he asked.
"sports medicine," you told him.
"oh, that's cool."
