Hostage

Chapter 4- I'm Done

Zayn POV

"What do you want from me?"

We had only been talking for about 5 minutes, and she was suspicious. Figures.

"Why do you think I want something from you?"

"Let's go over the basics, shall we?", she asked, "You robbed a bank and kidnapped me. I haven't seen sunlight in almost a week. You're forcing me to stay in this horrible place. Then, out of nowhere, you invite me to have dinner with you, then ask me about my life. Excuse me for getting mixed signals."

Wow, she is annoying.

"I'm not giving you mixed signals, Keating. I've made it pretty obvious that I don't like you. Niall should have shot you when he had the chance."

"So, there's a reason you're still keeping me around? What is it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, Princess? That's for me to know, and you not to worry about. Just focus on trying not to piss me off."

She scoffed.

"Look", I said, "it would be nice if we could get along for the time being."

"You mean until you're finished with me, then kill me?"

"Well, when you put it that way...."

"How else can I put it, Zayn? What other reason is there to keep me around after I help you get into the banks?"

"Well", I walked over to her, "even though you're very annoying, you are really cute. That may be a reason to keep you around."

I looked down at her and winked.

"In your dreams, Malik."

"Oh, honey. Your dreams are about to come true."

She rolled her eyes and sat down, not touching her food.

"Don't be like that. At least eat. I did make this food for a reason."

I picked up her plate and sat it in front of her. We sat and ate in silence for a little bit.

"I had a good life before you came. I was a normal girl."

"You still are. I didn't take that away from you."

"No, I'm not a normal girl. I live in this dump with 3 people that I don't know. Speaking of which, where are Harry and Louis?"

Louis POV

"My babies! I'm so excited to see both of you!"

Our mum greeted us outside as we climbed out of the car. It was my first time seeing her since I'd been released from prison.

"How are you?", she beamed.

"I'm well, Mum. But, how are you? You haven't aged at all."

"Oh, Louis. You spoil me. Harry, love. How are you?" 

"I'm great, Mum. Same as I was when I saw you a couple of days ago. It's Louis you should be coddling."

She turned back to me.

"I'm so glad you're out. Did they...violate you?"

Harry stiffled a laugh, and my eyes got wide. She was adorable.

"What? What do you mean?"

"I know what happens in those prisons. I watch the tv. They do bad things to nice people."

"You're in luck. He isn't a nice person. I wouldn't be surprised if he took advantage of others while in there."

Our mum gasped.