The Love That Kills | Z.M | (On Hold)

Chapter VII

Nicole's P.O.V.

"HEY!" I heard Erik yell at Zayn. I quickly took the seat belt off and zoomed out of the car to see Erik and Zayn just a few feet away from each other. I ran over to the two, about to break them up when Erik yells again. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"I'm sorry! I didn't notice how you stopped so abruptly." Zayn said with a little more smartness then was needed. I noticed Erik start to clench his fist so tight his knuckles were white. So I ran over to him and grabbed his arm.

"Hey, Erik it was an accident." I said to him trying to calm him down.

"No! This asshole needs to pay attention! Look at my car!" He yelled throwing me off his arm and turning to a small dent in his car and a broken tail light. 'Yeah thanks Erik I'm alright! But oh I think your car, that has a tiny dent in it, needs to go to the car hospital!' I thought to myself. I rolled my eyes, Zayn saw me, and he snickered. That put Erik over the edge he ran over to Zayn and punched him right in the jaw. I gasped as hi hand made contact with Zayn's face. I was just about to shout out, 'Zayn!' but then Erik would know that I knew him. Zayn fell to the ground and Erik jumped on top of him. With Erik being taller than Zayn and much more muscular than Zayn I knew I had to intervene with the brawl. Zayn swung his right arm up and hit Erik right in the jaw, same spot Erik hit Zayn. Erik fell to the side and Zayn jumped on top of him, hitting him repeatedly in the stomach. Erik groaned in

Erik kneed Zayn in the groin and Zayn's moan could be heard from 10 blocks over. Erik did not give up and slowly stood up as Zayn rolled on the ground in pain. He trudged over to Zayn and kicked him in the gut. Over and over again. I had enough, I ran and jumped on Erik's back.

"Stop! Erik, stop!" I yelled in his ear. He ignored me and just threw me off him. I went flying and landed hard onto the ground. I winced as I felt a fierce pain pierce my side. I ignored my injury and ran back over to Erik and Zayn, but slowed down when I saw one stalky shadow standing over a motionless body. "Erik?" I whispered. Fright ran through me as the standing figure slowly turned to face me. I jumped, but then cringed as the pain shot through my side again.

"Get in the car." The figure demanded. Then I knew who it was and fear shot through me. Erik. "Get in the damn car!" He yelled at me and I limped over to the car as fast as possible. I was hoping someone would come by and help Zayn, on the ground, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. We were in the middle of nowhere. Just an abandoned suburb neighborhood. I finally made it to the car and slowly lowered into it. Erik quickly took off and drove fast away from the scene. "Where did you come from?" He asked me. For a minute I thought I was busted, but then he asked again. "Where do you live?" and relief shot through me.

"Um... Hotel Moskva." I stammered.

"Hotel?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm from France." I lied. I heard him mumble something under his breath, but I didn't bother to decipher it. All I could think about was Zayn and how I needed to get to him. For all I know he could be dead. I flinched quietly as another pain ran through me. Thank god Erik didn't notice and he focused on the hotel that was up ahead.

"Okay we're here I'll call you sometime? Maybe tomorrow?" He rushed.

"How?" I asked.

"Here." He whispered and wrote his number on a napkin with a pen that was in my little clutch. I put the napkin in my clutch and we exchanged smiles before I got out of the car and ran inside. Fortunately, no one was at the front desk, let alone Viktor and I made my way to the room. When I got to the room reality hit me and I realised that Zayn has the key! I grunted, not only for my stupidness, but my side continued to bleed and hurt. I ran back down to the lobby and outside. I began to run down the side walk toward the scene of Erik and Zayn's brawl. After running through allies and past groups of men wolf whistling at me I made it to see Zayn leaned against his car and drenched in his own blood. I heard him moan as he tried to move his arm and pull himself up. I ran over to him forgetting about my injury and caring only about Zayn. "Zayn!" I screamed as I kneeled down next to him.