Escaped Criminal (Z.M.)

unexpected visitor

((Just bc ;) fetus Zayn in pic))

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For the past two days, I've tried anything and everything to try and convince Zayn to stay.

"Come on, you can't just leave now," I whine. "Stay, it'll all be fine."

Hesitantly, he shook his head. I could tell that he wanted to stay. It was just so obvious. I don't know why he'd want to leave now after everything. "I can't, the police could show up any moment, and - and I already told you, I shouldn't be pulling you along with me like this. It's beyond wrong."

I let out a huff. "Zayn, I don't mind. I truly don't. As long as I've got you by my side, I'm fine."

He furrows his eyebrows and purses his lips to argue, however an unexpected knock at the door interrupts him and he can't get a word out.

I shoot him a look. "You," I point at him, "Hide somewhere. I'll handle this."

He nods and doesn't argue with my instructions. I take his hand and give it a tight squeeze and shoot him a reassuring smile before he leaves to hide somewhere. It felt all too familiar.

Letting out a final sigh, I walk to the door hearing several more knocks. Before opening the door, I try compose myself as best as possible. Once I'm ready, I turn the handle of the door revealing a familiar blond standing right there in front of me.

The boy wears all black and holds an iPhone 5s in his right hand. He wore a black hoodie and black track pants. It confused me, because his last visit he wore his police officer uniform.

"Officer Niall?" I ask. "And to whom do I owe for the pleasure of having brought you here on this wonderful day?"

"Hello Melanie-Rose, but please do just call me Niall," he insists with a chuckle.

I nod, mumbling a simple 'of course'.

"It's my day off," he explains. "I thought I'd pay you a visit considering it's been some time since I've seen you last, of course if that is okay by you though. Don't wanna intrude on you if you're busy."

I bite the inside of my cheek. I was in a pickle of a situation. If I said no, then that would seem rude of me, yet if I accepted then Zayn could be caught.

Before I get the opportunity to answer, Niall jokingly says, "You're not hiding an escapee, are you?" He winks at me to assure me he's just teasing me.

"Pfft, o-of course not. You've got to be crazy to believe that."

He frowns and shakes his head. "I was just kidding. B-but you know, if you d-"

I jump and wave my arms in the air like a crazed idiot. "No! Of course I knew you were joking. And - and I got no one."

"Then you've got no reason to decline me, great!" He beams.

I internally groan. He was so stubborn. I had no other choice then to invite him inside, bringing him closer to Zayn. And all I can hope and think is, well shit, I hope he's smart enough to try and not give himself away.

I cock my left eyebrow up in amusement. "Oh really now?"

A chuckle passed his lips as he gives a smug expression. It was unusual to joke like this with him. I mean, after all he is associated and works for and with the law. It was as if I have unleashed a new side of him and it just so happened he was the most down-to-earth and relatable lad you could meet.

"Yep," he replies, popping the 'p.'

I roll my eyes teasingly and open the door wider. When I step inside the house more, I turn to Niall and raise an eyebrow. "Well, aren't you going to come in?"