Bonnie and Clyde

chapter 2

"I'm gunna need you to come home with me."

"excuse me?" I said slightly offended

"I am not that kind of girl. Now I see you have some problems soo I'll leave you to that alone." I said getting up

I walked out of the bar and to the bus stop. Of course the closest bus stop was like 2 blocks away. It was dark and quite but I've lived in Manhattan long enough to have some street smarts. While I was walking a black car slowly drove next to me. The window rolled down, I didn't stop and neither did they. In the passenger seat was a blond boy, his eyes were strikingly blue.

"Do you know Zayn" his voice sounded Irish

"Barely but yes."

"Great do you know where he is love?"

"Um Yeah I he-" I was cut off by someone grabbing my wrist.

We ran for a while then dipped into a dark alley.

"What the-" I was cut off again by his big hand on my mouth.

He pulled me into his chest. I felt it rise and fall due to the shortness of breath. My muffled screams where silenced in his shirt.

"Shhh," he said stroking my short hair

I nodded. His head turned and he held his breath as the same black car rolled by.

"I need you to run." he said cupping my face and looking into my eyes

He looked scared and concerned for the both of us. I nodded slowly. The we ducked out of the alley. We ran down the street for a while. My legs were giving out but the hold that Zayn had on my hand kept me going. We stopped at an apartment building. He held the door and I slipped in. The elevator ride was silent for a while.

"W-who were those guys?"

"The work for the guys that don't like me."

"Why did you do?"

He looked down. I guess it was a touching subject for him.

"It's business, with my father."

I nodded. The elevator doors opened to a huge penthouse. We walked in, I took in my surroundings.

"Zayn I need to go home."

He came over to me and held me.

"You can't. They know you know me, now they're after you. I can't let something happen to another girl again."

I pulled back from him.

"Again?"

He nodded slowly.

"My girlfriend. She....She" He looked down and walked away from me.

He walked over to a little table next to his couch, he lifted a picture off of it.

"I can't let that let it happen again."

I felt like I should question it but I didn't.

--Zayn's POV--

I stared of the picture of Alex. I was startled when I felt Cat's then arms rap around my waist. She squeezed me from behind. I turned around to meet her gaze.

"I need help Cat."

She nodded.

"What do I have to do?"

"I need to get money to get out of New York and you need money to get back to Jamaica. It pains me to say it but we need to commit some crimes."

Shock flooded her face.

"W-What kind of crimes?"

"You ever robbed a bank?"