High for This

Chapter 3

*Aurora's POV*

Still standing behind Roman neither one of us moved. I never had a gun pointed at me before and I didn't plan on it happening in the future.

Zayn's cold eyes stared at both of us realizing that we weren't going to move. Slowly in careful movements, his finger cocked the gun. I swallowed nervously.

I tugged on Roman's sleeve slightly showing him that we should listen to him. Zayn wasn't fucking around and neither should we. Roman tilted his head slightly acknowledging my thoughts.

Still keeping me behind him he began to walk towards the BMW. Opening the door for me, I stepped into the back seat while he climbed into the passengers side.

"Wow you've never been this easy to convince, she must have some effect on you." Zayn commented smugly. He peered through the rear view mirror at me, teeth showing in a slight smile. Roman shrugged nonchalantly looking out of the window.

I wondered how incredibly stupid I was to go looking for Roman's dumb ass in this shady area and then get into a car with an asshole cult leader. Pretty stupid.

No one made any sort of conversation in the car, making the air supply feel too heavy and tense. Soon enough I began to recognize the neighborhood we were in. Ours.

Did Zayn really hold us at gunpoint to give us a ride home? No fucking way. He stopped outside our house. Mum was probably soundly sleeping. He turned off the car and looked at Roman.

"Get out." He told him. Looking incredibly confused he looked back at him for the first time during the entire ride. "What?" Zayn blew the cigarette smoke out of the window. "Get out and go home."

Roman still looking as confused as me, complied anyway. He got out of the car and began to reach towards my door handle. Zayn suddenly locked all the doors. Beginning to panic I started fiddling with the door handle.

"Why aren't you letting me out!" I said in a rushed tone. Roman began to pull as hard as he could on the door handle. Zayn simply laughed lightly and rolled down the passenger door window. "YOU go home, I'm taking her with me."

Roman looked at him in anger. "No fucking way Zayn, do anything you want with me but you're not taking her." I began to panic even more and I felt my heartbeat increasing by the second. He couldn't really take me with him could he? Of course he fucking can he's Zayn.

Zayn laughed even harder. "I think you're forgetting who I am Roman. You go home and take care of your mother and I'll be learning some things about your family that you've neglected to tell me." Roman swallowed thickly debating his options.

If he declined Zayn, something was sure to happen in retaliation, that was obvious. If he let me go with him though, who knows what he might do to me. Romans eyes met with mine asking what he should do. I thought over it in my mind.

I hate that Roman got us into this situation, but I couldn't live with myself if someone got hurt because I refused to go with him. I looked up at Roman's eyes and nodded slightly. He sighed and let go of the door handle and began walking up to the gate of our house.

Zayn smirked and turned to look back at me. "Come and sit next to me here in the front." I didn't even try to force a smile as I looked out of the window to watch Roman go in the house. "No thank you I'm fine." He smiled even wider and spoke, "it wasn't a question love." I looked back at his cold brown eyes.

Locking my jaw I unbuckled myself and opened the door. Taking in the smell of the crisp night I wondered the consequences of running. "Don't try and run sweetheart, trust me you won't get far." I stared back at him puzzled at how he basically read my mind.

I opened the passenger door and slipped into the seat where Roman had previously been sitting. Buckling my seatbelt I stared straight ahead. The only sound in the car was the sound of Zayn sucking his cancer stick.

When he was finished he simply tossed the cigarette out of the window. Out of my peripheral vision I watched as his hands gripped the steering wheel and drummed slightly on the leather. His hands were much bigger than mine and calloused by the looks of it.

"If you want to stare at me sweetheart you don't have to use the corners of your eyes." He spoke smugly. I clenched my teeth together and sat even stiffer than before. "Aw c'mon babe if we're going back to my place you've gotta at least talk to me."

My eyes widened and my mouth slightly hung open. "We are NOT going to your place." He chuckled and I momentarily appreciated the genuine sound. "That'll be the day when you tell ME what to do. You can push Roman around but not me."

"I am NOT pushing you around, you're the one that's kidnapping me at gunpoint and forcing me to go to your house!" My voice raised an octave. "This is illegal and as much as the police want to avoid you, they will have to take an interest in this when I complain about it." I crossed my arms, a smirk laced onto my face.

He scoffed and slightly looked at me. "Oh yeah they will for SURE look into it because it's Aurora Pierce complaining! The richest girl around for miles. Why don't you just bribe them into it? It's not like it would affect you anyway!" He practically roared. My brows furrowed in anger, crossing my arms even tighter over my chest I finally realized we'd stopped moving.

In midst of me wondering why my wealth infuriated Zayn so much he spoke softer than before. "We're here." Taking a look at the small house I sighed and unbuckled my seatbelt. Suddenly my door opened and the cool air of the night filled my lungs. Confusion etched on my face, Zayn stood next to the door. "Are you coming?" He grunted while holding out a hand.
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*AN*
I'm so sorry for being a shitty updater! Well if this kinda makes up for it, it's a super long chapter and the next chapter will have some stuff revealed by BOTH Aurora and Zayn (:
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