Liam and Zayn were tied up opposite of one another. Liam was tied to a chair in the middle of the room, whereas Zayn was on the floor across from Liam his hands and legs bound together. Both men had blindfolds on. Zayn's shoulder and leg was both killing him, he'd never expect himself to get shot. Of course his dominant didn't get shot, just him. He's not even the bad guy, and he gets shot. someone had bad aim.
The both of them heard the door open and shut before hearing loud footsteps approaching them. A bright light was turned on before the silent man walked towards Liam. He pulled the blindfold off of Liam's eyes before tying it around his mouth so he couldn't speak. The man observed as Liam adjusted to the blinding light before the two of them made eye contact. Liam's eyes widening as he saw who was standing centimeters away from his face.
"I bet you thought you wouldn't see me again," Mr. Malik said before backing up a slight bit. "Well at least not this soon."
"I know we had our meet-up coming up soon, but I figured why not crash that party a little early. You see I have a couple of problems with you Mr. Payne. The main one being you being with my son. The second one being you hitting him, see I've been watching him for awhile. I saw the bruises on his face and I don't know what kinky ass shit you both are into but seeing you discipline? him in public was not only weird as all hell but infuriating to watch. Why don't we give you a taste of your own medicine," Mr. Malik said as he brought his fist back and punched Liam in the stomach.
He heard Liam gasp for air before punching him in the face.
"He doesn't hurt me!" Zayn yelled from his spot against the wall. He was listening to everything that was being said, to shocked to say anything until he heard his dominant being hit.
Zayn listened as the beating stopped before he opened his mouth to speak again, "how the fuck have you been watching me?"
"That is none of your business ki-"
"The fuck its not dude. And don't try and call me kid, I'm not a fucking kid."
"Y'know you got a set on you to be disrespectful while tied up and injured." The older male walked over to his son, ripping the blindfold off of him.
"Oh I'm so scared, I'm shaking in my boots," Zayn said sarcastically.
"I and Liam do not appreciate still being naked. Can we get clothes daddi-o. Then maybe we can talk like men and not with our fists, even though I want to beat the shit out of you. For not only abandoning myself and mom but for touching my dominant."
"You can't fight with holes in your body," Mr. Malik said before walking off.
He was feeling nice and returned a short time later with clothes for both men.
"I'll untie both of you but if either of you make a wrong move, it's lights out," he warned both of them.
He untied Liam first before moving to his son. He watched as Liam got himself dressed quickly before walking over to Zayn.
"Aht, back it up Payne."
Liam glared over at him, "fuck off. I am not afraid of dying." Liam continued walking over to Zayn, helping him get dressed and looking at the gunshot wounds.
"How are you feeling baby?" Liam asked as he held his submissive in his arms.
Liam was unbothered, he knew his men were on the way. When the front door of his house was kicked in it set off an alarm that triggered the phones of Niall and Harry. All of his men, including him, were chipped with tracking devices just incase something like this happened. They were prepared.
"It hurts daddy. But I'll be fine," Zayn said as the steel door was busted open.
Gunfire was being fired randomly, Liam used his body as a shield over Zayn's. Only removing himself when the gunfire stopped. Zayn's dad was tied up with a gunshot wound to his hand, his gun was shot out of his hand by Niall.
"Oh how the tables have turned dumbass," Zayn spit out as he struggled to stand.
*A/N:
Haii there!!!
So this is ending soon, possibly, idk yet.
Hope you guys liked this chapter.
Idk where I'm going with it.
What did you like?
What did you dislike?
What do you wanna see happen?
Goal 7 votes and 7 comments.
Please
Thank you
Love all of you
-Sam*
