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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Harry burst out laughing in front of his face.
"You are crazy aren't you? I think there's a pattern here that you missed-- what was your name again? Zemel?"
"No, it's Zayn."
"Zayn, I don't know if you already get the picture here, but.." He paused and turned his full body towards him. " I came from a mafia gang. I am one of those people who makes your life miserable. I kill people! I make a living off of it! I rob people. In short, I'm a bad guy and you belong on the other side!" His eyes widened while explaining it to him.
Zayn simply gave him a gentle look and his expression remained unchanged.
"I already knew that from the moment I picked you up that night, and let me tell you a little bit about my background. I am also an X-marine. I served the country for 5 years before becoming a police officer. I also kill people, and I torture the majority of them. I also kill children, women, you name it. So you see, I'm looking at the full picture here Harry and I didn't miss anything because we almost doing the same job. The only difference is, I wear a uniform. But I never bring up our job, who you are or our current situation. That's because it mean nothing to me. I don't care what's your background or where you're from. It makes no different to me. What's important is the feeling that I have for you."
Zayn slowly raises his hand and gently caressed his cheeks but Harry slap his hands and stood up. Zayn notice Harry could no longer look at him and he become tense but he tried to hide it by turning his back against him.
"You know the reason why I came here? is to put an end to this. My presence here puts not only myself, but my entire group in danger! What makes you think that having a relationship with a person like me will give you peace or a happy ending?" He chuckles sarcastically. He turns around and looks him in the eyes. "To be honest, killing you right now will be very easy for me," He glares at him. But then he startles when Zayn suddenly stood up and stared back at him intensely.
"Yeah, you're right. You have my permission to kill me, so you won't have to hide this from your people."
Zayn slowly approached him. And this causes Harry to tense up. He takes one step behind, he stops in front of Harry leaving a small gap between.
"Be thankful I didn't bring my gun with me." He murmured. Trying to make a strong face in front of him.
"Why do you need a gun when you can just do this.."Zayn grabs his hands and places them around his neck. "Squeeze it tight. Make sure no air gets into my lungs. Here, I'll make it easy for you.." He moves closer so he can fully grab his neck. Eyes solely lock on him.
Harry could no longer hide his uneasiness. His approach is making him uncomfortable. He withdraw his hands from him. And attempt to push him but to his surprise, Zayn grip his arms and pulled him as he lock his face and kissed him deeply.
He manages to slip his tongue inside before Harry smacks his gut. He bent over and groaned but a small smile formed on his lips. He just tastes the sweetest bud. He saw Harry's shocking and furious face.
