Chapter 6: Zayn Malik

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by MarilynJosias

by MarilynJosias

I make stupid choices.

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*Harry's POV*(Hehe surprise!)

I must say she has some badass confidence to hit me...I wonder if she knows who I am. If she wasn't a girl I'd tear limb from limb...harsh but I guess things like that don't faze me anymore. I'm a messed up kid I must admit,imagine having a life where most people fear you, in worry that that you might hurt them. Sometimes I like the attention I get by the way they treat me,with fear and respect.

But after a while you wish you could be treated normally where you're not on the run constantly. Not having to look over you're shoulder in case you're recognized then having to go back to prison. I've been arrested 6 times and broke out 4 times. But once my friend bailed me out. When he bailed me out I had to do him a favour tho, he wanted me to kidnap a girl so that he can use her for his 'needs'.

Why not just do it himself?Well reason being is because he is wanted and if he's brought back again he'll be sentenced to death. His name is Zayn.23 years old. Pretty young for his record his being held at. Me on the other hand, I've been sentenced to death thrice. Which is why I had to break out.

I'm wanted in more than half the countries in the world. Why you ask? Because I kill, I'm master with drugs, own a place where prostitutes are...I'm not really a saint as you can see. Police fear me that's why I don't have to hide as much like normal criminals do.

Back to the girl. Miché. She has a unique name. She hot as hell but she's too... innocent. Completely oblivious to the dangers of the world. Completely oblivious to who I am. And I'm keeping it that way for now at least.

Zayn still hasn't come to get her, so now she stuck with me for the time being. It's not bad, it'd just when she gets in her bitch mode. I can't stand her then. She adorable when she's angry. Her cheeks get flushed and she furrows her eyebrows with a pout on her face...wait. What the hell am I saying...She a bitch that's it she didn't look adorable at all.

I think the lack of sleep is getting to me.

I'm deprived of sleep to make sure she doesn't escape or run away. Anyways lets get back to how the she-devil hit me.

I grabbed her arm, "What the hell did you just do?", I asked in a low growl. She looked at me with wide eyes and I could see the regret in her eyes. I almost felt sorry for her.Almost. "I'm sorry!", she managed to squeak out.

You're probably wondering why I'm making such a big deal out of this. It was just a thump on my head...yeah well I don't tolerate disrespect. Might be a small hit but it makes me seem weak that she can just hit me and lll think of it as playful. No...Harry Styles doesn't do playful. And he never will.

" You sure don't look sorry" I said said with the same tone. She widened her eyes even more which seems completely impossible considering it was already as saucers. Loving the fear radiating off her I carried on...

"Darling, the things I could do to you just for that makes me ask if I'm even human" I growled, my voice going an octave lower.

She visibly gulped. I laughed at her...but not a happy laugh, more like a you're dead laugh. " But I won't".

With that I walked out the door then slammed it, leaving a confused yet scared innocent girl standing there sinking in the words I just spat out at her.