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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It's still 1 pm., but Zayn is already thrilled and a bit anxious for their date later. He had just returned from the grocery store. He wants to prepare the best food he can think of and ensure that he will not be disappointed. He also brought a bunch of candles, planning to place them throughout the house while they had dinner later, and to add to the atmosphere, he also planned to play romantic music while enjoying their delicious food.
He can't stop grinning while thinking about it. This is the first time that he has had this feeling about someone. It reminds him the first time he laid eyes on him and he can't stop thinking about it since then. People say that finding the right person for you makes everything feels right and that it feels good to be with that person no matter what the situation is. He cracked a grin.
"It does feel good.."
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Meanwhile, back in Harry's stately home, for the first time, he saw the place almost empty and the entire house is so silent that he can almost hear his breath. There is no one in the house except him, Liam, and Louis. The entire group had already boarded their plane. He knew this is dangerous, the house is completely defenseless. But Liam is already packing his things while Louis is still a bit eccentric about everything.
"You know that you have zero bodyguards right? And the house is unprotected; any time someone can attack you here." Louis said with eyebrow furrowed.
"And did you forget that 80 percent of this house has a different type of guns hiding behind the walls?"
Liam chuckle.
His being sarcastic to Louis but he understands that his just concerned about him.
"Why can't you just come with us? You booked us in Antigua; you can book another room for yourself, Hazz."
"I told you I just wanted to spend my day here away from the group, and I also want all of you to do the same so you can really enjoy your vacation," He said, smiling and walking over to Louis. He is lucky to have very concerned troops. This two are his strongest men. Liam is his second in command. "Lou I'll be fine, okay? Just go and enjoy your date with Liam."
Louis sigh. "Fine. But if something goes wrong, call us immediately, like pronto!"
He chuckles. "Yeah, of course."
Liam grabs Louis's arms. "We're going to miss our flight."
"You should definitely go."
Harry watches the van slowly vanish in the parking lot. He smile faded as the car did. He took a deep breath and went inside. He grabbed his Marlboro and went to the patio. The house has now become completely silent. He stands there for a few moments, smoking his cigarettes, before going to his room and taking a shower.
It was 5 pm when he went out and brought some red flowers going to a cemetery. It's been almost a year now that he hadn't visited his mother's graves. He spent a few minutes sitting in her tomb while enjoying a can of beer and a few of his cigarettes.
If an enemy saw him in there, he'd be a big trouble, especially since It's the first time he hasn't brought a gun with him. If Louis finds out about this, he'll go insane. After he drop the 5th cigarette butts on the ground he finally decided to visit the policeman's house. It's still 7 pm., and they're planning to meet at 10. He still had 3 hours to do a secret examination in the area and the people in the neighborhood. Making sure there were no other police in the location or maybe a trap. He parked his car a few blocks away from his apartment and just stayed inside the car while looking around.
But the area really seems normal. In fact, it looks peaceful. His instinct is flawless when it comes to reading and scanning people and places. It's what he learned by being a Mob. And that is also the reason why he got this strange feeling from this policeman. He doesn't perceive any danger in him and his actions are all pure genuine. But he knew the man had a hidden dominance, and the ability to control him without even trying. It was confirmed last night that he can't shoot him point-blank when he's just an inch away.
It's almost 10 pm., and sitting there is getting tiring. So he grabbed the last cigarette he had before heading out to his car. He lit it up and took a drag while walking to Zayn's house.
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It's already 9:45 pm., and Zayn already has prepared everything. He already put all the candles in every corner of the house as he turned off the lights. Instantly the house turns into a romantic ambiance. The soft glow creates the illusion of a private intimate space. He smiled. It looks perfect. He then went into his kitchen. He decided to cook what he thinks is best for dinner. So he prepared Honey Glazed Roast Pork with Vegetables and Roasted Balsamic Chicken. For dessert, he made a simple Tiramisu. And the last thing he prepared was the wine, he chose the Merlot. He put everything on the round table.
Zayn jolted when he heard a knock. He felt nervous right away. He took a deep breath before putting a smile on his face and opening the door.
But to his surprise, smoke from a cigarette was blown directly to his face from the moment he open the door. He almost chokes and coughs heavily.
"Do you have any idea what lies I told my men just to get in here?"
His eyes were still sore from the smoke, but he managed to smile at him. " I'll take full responsibility." He says as he swings opens the door.
Harry walked in and immediately paused when he saw the candles everywhere. "You gotta be kidding me, what the hell is this?"
"You like it? I want our first date to be special."
"A date? You didn't say it was a date."
Zayn gently guides him to the round table and pulls a chair for him. "I hope you like what I prepared."
"You force me to come here just because of this?"
"I said I'll take full responsibility."
Harry sighed. "Whatever, let's get this over with; I just came because I made a promise."
Zayn smiled as he started to serve him like majesty before he went to his chair.
Meanwhile, Harry is secretly observing him. Trying to figure out what his true intention really was. Though he has a slight clue of what it was already. But he must admit, the food is certainly mouthwatering and the atmosphere makes him loosen up a bit. Thanks to the candle lights. After taking dinner they went to the terrace with the wine glass in their hands. Enjoying the sweetness and sensual texture. Harry also grabbed a smoke. With a full stomach and a wine, smoke will complete the picture.
They're sitting on a double wooden bench. Zayn is on the edge of the bench just a meter away from him.
"I've been meaning to ask you. When you picked me up that night, did you try to call the police? I mean, you saw me with bullets."
"No." He flat-out replied. "The first thing that came to me that night is to bring you here."
