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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Zayn sat in his flat all day, doing nothing. It's his day off and he is not in the mood to go anywhere. Niall has been calling him since morning but he turns off his phone. He's still a bit pissed about giving his number to Gigi. He turned off the T.V and stood up. He went to the kitchen to grab something to eat. It's 10 pm and he is still wide awake. He grabbed the Redbull in the fridge and decided to go on a brief jog in the area while doing a quick check in his neighborhood.
Zayn wore a black tracksuit when he went outside. This is the part where he loved the most. The tranquility of the surroundings and the street lights soothe him. This is why he prefers to jog at night. He stopped in the park beside the church, like he often do.
While doing his stretching, he noticed a dog not too far from his location is barking incessantly. He took a peek and saw the dog staring at the dark narrow alley. He slowly walked towards it, thinking it might be just a stray cat.
"What're you doing there, boy?"
The dog wiggled his tail but didn't stop whining. When he reached the alley he immediately knelt down to check the spot where the dog was staring. But he nearly leaped out of his skin when he saw a bloody hand of a man wearing a black suit.
"Holy shit!" He blurted. It took him a minute before he moved in his spot and went to the man lying on the ground. He immediately turned over the body to check his pulse. In cases like this, he shouldn't be touching or making any contact with the body. But he can't help it, especially because he needs to make sure if it's still alive or not.
The man's long curly hair hid his moist face, which was stained with blood. He took his pulse and gently brushed his hair away from his face. And he can't help but be drawn to the man's face when he can see it clearly. He had never seen a stranger with such a stunning face.
He looked down and saw 2 gunshot wounds. It's coming from his abdomen and on the right side of his ribs. Luckily, his pulse remains strong and at a normal rate. He quickly remove his jacket and wrapped it around him. Making sure the blood in his stomach is not visible. He carried him away from that place.
Instead of going to the hospital, he decided to go back to his apartment. He got a strong feeling that the man was involved in something illegal. And if he'll send him to the hospital, the doctor needs to have a police report for him for the gunshots wounds on his body.
He took a cab back to his flat and while they were in a car, he make a call to one of his friends who is a doctor.
"Hey, it's me.. Can you come over to my place? And bring your stuff please.." he said and laugh when the person asks for a petrol tequila for payment for the service.
"Fine! Make it quick this is an emergency!" He exclaimed and smile. And turn off the phone.
It only takes less than a 10-minute drive to go back to his place. And when he gets there his friend is already waiting outside.
"Woah, who's this..?" Matthew asked. Eyes widened staring at the man.
They went inside and place him on the couch. He immediately kneels in front of the man and places his equipment on the table as he put on his gloves. He prepares to do his operation.
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"I saw him in the park.." He said. Staring and observing what he did. "He has 2 gunshots in his stomach.."
"Yeah, I can see that.." He said while cleaning the wound and began to remove the bullet from his body.
"Can you tell me why you decided to bring this man here? When you can bring him to the hospital?" Matthew asks, giving him a brief glance. "You do realize that this is opposing the jurisdiction of your job, right?" He gives him a puzzled look.
He didn't say anything. He is completely aware of his actions. And by doing this, he can lose his job. But he doesn't know why he did it.. He's also baffled by his behavior. It took him a minute to answer him.
"I want to do an investigation about him.. I want to figure out who he is.." He stated. Can't keep away his gaze of the man lying on the couch.
Matthew stared at him for a minute and sighed. "Will.. You're a smart guy, so I guess you know how to pull this off if ever they will find out.." He remarked, but Zayn could tell his not satisfied with his answer.
After stitching the wounds. Matthew gives him some medicine in case the anesthesia will subside. He took a deep breath while putting back his things in the bag. He faces him with a wide smile on his face.
"So, as you promise, this service is for free. But the--"
"Yeah, yeah, I know what you want."He chuckles. "I'll send it to you tomorrow, don't worry your house is just a few blocks away from here." He smiles.
"Good. I'll be waiting. And.." He said as he looked across at the man sleeping. "You'd better be sure of what you're doing; that man doesn't appear to be an average guy."
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Matthew already left after a short conversation with him. He went to his room pulled the sheets in his bed and took one of his pillows. He also grabbed a t-shirt in his closet. He went to the man lying and sleeping deeply on his couch. He bent over as he slowly took off his shoe and his white polo shirt that was soaked by his own blood.
But he paused when he saw his body half-naked. He can't help but stare at his pinkish-white skin. He was tempted to touch it and felt the warmth of his skin in his palm.
He shook his head, attempting to clear his mind of it. It's not right to fantasize a person who got shot twice. He grabbed his t-shirt and slowly put it on him. Then he took the sheets and covered half of his body. He stood up and turn off the lights before going to his own room.
Not knowing what kind of a man he let into his house.
The next morning, Zayn woke up past 6 am. He immediately went outside to check the person sleeping on his couch. He felt relieved when he saw him still in the same location. He moves closer, and notice that the person moves a little as his position is somewhat different. He also notices that his face is no longer pale. He smiles and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He intends to make an extra meal that morning, in case the man wakes up.
He walked to the kitchen and grab a few vegetables in the fridge. He began by cutting the carrots first, then set the knife down and went back to the fridge to grab the cucumber. However, he comes to a halt when he notices the knife has vanished from the counter.
"I just put it--" He paused.
He gasps and drops the cucumber when he felt the thin, cold metal slowly sliding at his neck down to his throat. He jolts when he felt a slight pain at the nook of his neck. But it was the breath at the back of his ears that drew his attention.
"Who are you and where am I?" Voice is deep. And sounded like a person who's ready to separate his head into his body with a kitchen knife.
