In love with a Criminal {A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction}

Chapter 21

"So where are we going now ?" I asked bored as Zayn shot me an angry glare. Ass.

"We have to go to another country. Then seek help."

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'Sorry Haz. Where were you ? We are heading towards another country. Zayn doesn't tell us where. I think he is suspecting something. I will inform you soon. :)'

Moaning I threw my handy to the wall. Sighing I fell backwards to the bed and closed my eyes. Later on I picked my handy up and as I took it in my fingers, my gaze fell on the drawers next to me. Without thinking I checked them and found many female clothes. I immediately recognised them. They were Kate's. But that didn't suprise me. What frightened me was the blood.

There was tons of blood.

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"The more he smiled, the more I wanted to hate him, and yet it was the very thing that made hating him impossible."

~ Jamie McGuire

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Kate's PoV:

Somehow I managed to close my eyes and sleep the rest of the ride. Images of the poor old man shot down were hunting me while it was the exact opposite with Zayn. He didn't seem to care but why do I alays think that he does? He's a monster. 

"With the judging stare you give Zayn, I'm sensing you might be angry with him." Louis whispered in my ear and I scoffed. I didn't reply because I knew Zayn would hear me. He always notices what I do. He's like a predator waiting for his victim to make one simple wrong move. How did I get in this situation?

Without noticing Zayn had stopped the car and gotten out. We had stopped at a harbour with just a few boats and little ships. Because it was late at night not many people were walking through the streets. I guessed Zayn planned to steal one of those and take me somewhere far, far away in a deserted island or something. I gulped at my thoughts and as we stepped out of the car, I glanced around me to see if I could get away somehow. 

"It would be easier if we would just split up." Zayn informed Liam and he gave him a confused look. "Why? I think it is easier if we would take j-" "I'm the genious here Liam. I make the rules. You and the others get this ship," he showed him a tiny ship with one room enough to move, "and me and Katie will get this one." I glanced at the huge ship, no it was much rather a yacht. It was two leveled with pretty golden decoration. I raised an eyebrow as I heard Niall mumble a 'Seriously?' "Why are you getting the better one!?" Liam complained and Zayn clapsed his mouth. "Stop bitching around. I get the better one because I'm Zayn Malik. Capiche?" They were arguying like little kids while Niall gave a tired sigh. "Why are we always the loosers?" Louis asked us while I gave him a playful glare. "I'm still getting the good one." I snickered but my laugh slowly faded as realisation hit me. 

Why would Zayn want a special ship with only the two of us? Is he going to try something on me? Terrible memories of the fateful night came in my mind and I was close to crying. I don't wnat to remember these things. The things he did to me. I had to get away from him! "Louis, I need your help. I can't possibly go into that ship with him. He is going to-" "Hey, don't worry. Everyhing is butter fine. I'm sure help is coming for you." Louis commented with a wink and I gave him a confused look. "Wait, you're friends with Zayn and yet you hope for to be rescued?" "Well, I don't fully agree with Zayn's crimes and you helped me get out of prison. I owe you." he smiled at me softly but I could tell there was something he wasn't telling me. "Louis? A-"