Yes or No

Chapter 2

The honeymoon was amazing. It consisted of Zayn and I just spending time together in the city of love, Paris. We spent 2 weeks there, in a marvelous hotel, on the top floor. Unfortunately, we had to leave Paris, so we flew back home, and now we are back at home reloading our stuff back into closets, and bureaus. While I was refilling my closet, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" I screamed to Zayn, who was in the living room watching TV. "Okay!"

I ran down the stairs, walking over to the door. I opened it to find a man, in a black suit, and dark sunglasses.

"Hello" I said to the strange man.

"Hello, may I please speak with Zayn Malik." The man said.

"Sure."

I walked into the living room.

"Zayn, a man wants to talk to you at the door." I said.

"Okay" he said, getting off the couch.

I heard some of their conversation, they were a little loud. I heard 'I want the money' from the man and 'I'll call the police' from Zayn. I heard a final 'we will settle this another time' and the door being shut.

"Zayn, what did I hear about money, and police?" I asked in a concerned tone.

"Don't worry love, it's nothing for you to worry about." He said with a kind smile.

"Okay. If you say so." I replied, snuggling up to him on the couch and watched re-runs of Drake And Josh. I love this show, even if it was a 90's TV show, it's still funny.

After a couple of hours watching TV, in the middle of an episode, I heard the mailbox squeak open an closed. The mailman must have come. I fog off the couch, and walked to the door. I opened the door and walked to the mailbox. I retrieved the mail looking through it. Bills, bills, bills, catalog, and one piece of mail addressed to Zayn. It had no return address, so I don't know who it's from. It's just a cream colored envelope, with Zayn Malik written on the front. It's tightly sealed, and not very thick.

"Zayn! There's some mail for you!" I yelled loud enough for him to hear me.

I heard Zayn walk up behind me.

"Thanks babe" he said, taking the envelope out of my small hands.

He opened the envelope, pulling out a lined paper with writing on it. Zayns eyes got bigger as he read it.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Look" he said, handing me the note.

'Zayn,

We know you are a very rich man. We want money. Give us $500,000 or we will harm you, your family and your wife.

You have been warned.

We will pick up the money tomorrow. Be home.

- Mr. H.'

"Five hundred thousand dollars? Are you going to give them it?" I asked.

"I'm going to hire security immediately." He said, not answering my question.

"Zayn that's not going to stop them." I said.

"I don't have 500,000 dollars on me" he said, worry clear in his eyes.

"Can you get some money out from the bank?" I asked.

"They won't let me take out that much." He said.

"How much can you take out?"

"Up to 250,000 dollars." He replied.

"I'm going to give them $250,000 tomorrow, and the rest the next day" he said.

"I hope that works"

"Me too" he said, while fumbling to get his shoes on.

"I'm going to get the money, stay here, lock the doors, don't answer the door, and lock all the windows." He said.

"Okay"

"Bye. I'll be back soon" he said, before quickly kissing me on the lips then leaving out the front door.

I ran to the door, twisting the lock, and making sure it was secure. I went to the back door, locking that too. Then, went to all the windows, locking them, and pulling down the shades.

I waited over an hour. It was now 7:30 and dark out. Zayn came back, with a bag filled with money.

"What took so long?" I asked.

"They had to identity check me" he replied.

He placed the money on the kitchen table.

"I really do t want to have to make dinner. Can we just order pizza?" I asked.

"Of course" he said.

He grabbed the phone and disliked the number for Papa Gino's.

"One cheese pizza please" he said into the phone.

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The pizza got to our house in 15 minutes. Zayn payed and brought the box to the table. He opened the box, got out 2 plates and put the pizza on them. We ate in a comfortable silence, each consumed in our own thoughts. When we finished eating it was around 8:10.

We just watched TV together until 9:00.

"Zayn, lets go to bed. We have a long day tomorrow." I said.

Zayn nodded his head in agreement. I changed into pajamas and got into bed with Zayn.

"Goodnight" I whispered as sleep overcame me.