Zayn Malik
A young police detective from New York, who accidentally found a wounded young man in a dark, dirty alley, Like a normal person would do, he immediately helped the man. But as soon as the man woke up, he received nothing but curses and th...
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Some of the chapters of this story are not for young readers. As it may contain such as strong language, sexual content, blood and gore, torture, violence (BDSM) Dark Harry, and killings. If you find it disturbing, offensive, and inappropriate, please discontinue reading or skip the chapter.
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Zayn had just finished submitting the records for his weekly report that day to his superior. As usual, he is the only one left in the office. He's always on time as one of the detective in the department's Gang Unit.
He was surprised when his phone rang again. but have no intention of answering it. Ignoring the same number that has been showing up on his phone would be a good idea.
Thank God, you're done now?" Niall frowned. Bored is formulated all over his face. "Why d'you always do that? Isn't the deadline still a few days away?" A bit pissed.
Zayn chuckles as he opens the front door of their patrol car. "You know me, I'm always the first to file the reports.." He said, tapping him on his shoulder to alleviate his temper.
He sighs heavily. "Whatever dude.."
"To Starbucks please."
They drove to the closest coffee shop from the headquarters. And grab a coffee and a donut before doing their rounds in the area.
Niall is his best friend and in the same field as him. He knows all there is to know about him, even his personal life.
"Gigi went to my apartment yesterday.."
"Oh God, don't tell me you're the one who gives her my number?" It's now his turn to be pissed.
"Yeah, I give her your number." He said. Grinning at him.
"Why?! "
"Why not? She's gorgeous Zayn, she's tall, pretty face and sexy. What more could you want?"
"I'm not looking for that thing, ok. It's not all about physical appearance, Niall."
"Ohh, really?" He exclaimed. Raising his brows in his direction. "But you've already slept with her like,--how many times now? 8 10 times?!" He joked.
"That doesn't mean I like her!"
They were cut off in the middle of their conversation, when they receive a call from the office. Three teenage boys had been caught in a movie theater with cocaine in a bag and needed immediate assistance.
Again?"
"I'm working on it, Sir," Niall responded and speed up.
"How many for this month?"
He sighed. "These people never seem to learn anything."
