"Shawn Mendes, you are charged with murder, theft, gang violence, and sexual harassment. How do you plead?"
"This is an interrogation room, not a court room. And I plead tired." Zayn scoffed, crossing his arms.
The police were getting tired of his stupid remarks, soon they were going to beat the answers out of him.
"Shawn Mendes, I will ask you one more time how do yo-"
"I'm not guilty. A man named Nick Jonas sent me a video of him torturing my girlfriend's sister. I'm not apart of any violence at all, and that's all I'm going to say until I have a lawyer present."
"You little son of a -"
The door busted open and in came a man with a mustache, Jack Gilinsky.
"I am Zayn Mal- I mean I'm Shawn Mendes's lawyer and here I'll be showing you the evidence that he is not guilty."
He entered the room and sat next to Zayn. Zayn just stared at Jack, dumbfounded. If this kid barely passed high school, how was he going to partake in bailing him out of this situation when he knew nothing about law.
Jack placed his light briefcase down and opened it up, taking out Zayn's phone.
This dumb fuck only brought the phone in that large ass shit. I'm so doomed.
He unlocked the phone and turned the video on, placing it down so the interrogator can see.
The video was cut out to not show any part of Shawn, it just showed all of what Nick did.
"And my baby Nic-" He cleared his throat, "Nicole Cabello is in her house with her sister to testify against Nick Jonas and protect Shawn Mendes. I mean, there's no need to have a trial when the clear evidence is here and all you guys need to do is take him into custody." Jack said with a smile the whole entire time while the interrogator and police officer were debating about it.
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