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34. Trouble

34. Trouble

Zayn Malik's P.O.V. :

   I brushed my fingers through my hair, locking my office door behind me. What a long day. And to make things harder, Max hadn't showed up to assistant me today. I'd gotten used to seeing Max here over the last four weeks. It was quite hard getting up by myself. It was evening now and I hadn't heard from her all day. I decided calling up Louis was the best option.

   I tiredly got into the driver's seat of my car, closing the door to my red Ferrari behind me. I leaned back in my seat, placing my portfolio in the seat beside me. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, dialing Louis' number by memory. After three rings, Louis picked up in the middle of the fourth one. "Hey, Lou. It's Zayn."

   "Zayn! Get your ass over to my place, now."

   "Why? I was gonna ask you about Max --"

   "That's the problem! Her natural trouble instinct was twitching last night when Niall and I were over at her place. She said she missed doing something wrong and rebellious. Niall and I thought she was joking about it. She wasn't! She showed up at my garage with a brand new Ferrari. It still had the manual in the back and everything." I could hear the panic in Louis' voice as he spoke. "We need your help!"

   That was all it took for me to start up my car and break the laws. 

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   I pulled up to Louis' and Niall's shared house, not waiting for the car to stop. I jump out, rolling out onto the grass. Holy crap, my car is most likely going to crash at the dead end at the end oft he street. I think, dusting the grass off my white T-shirt. Who cares? I have tons of other cars. And just as predicted, a moment later, I hear the sirens of my car go off. I take a quick peek. Ouch. The hood was all crushed into the brick building that served as the dead end. The lights were going off. Oops.

   "What the hell was that?" Niall's heavy accent yells from inside the house. A moment later, Louis and Niall are outside, jaws dropped at the side of my car. Their eyes flicker from the car my dirt-covered face and ashen t-shirt. "Zayn? Y-Your car. . ." Niall trails off, a shaky finger pointing at the smashed vehicle. 

   "Who cares? Where the fuck is Max?" I gush, rushing towards the front door. Niall and Louis watched as I dashed into the room, leaving a trail of dirt on their polished floors. I rush through the hallway, finding Max on the couch, feet on the table. I stare at the object's around her. There's a silver gun on her lap and one of her hands has a handcuff around it. Police obviously attempted to arrest her. Sneaky girl.

   "Oh, hey, Z," Max smiles, flashing me an evil grin. My eyes briefly scan over her body. Instant reaction. Sorry not sorry. She's wearing black, ripped skinny jeans, completely black Converse that reached just under her knees, a white tank with a black skull, and a light blue denim top with black sleeves. She looked rebellious and gorgeous at the same time. (On Side)

   "Max, what do you think you're doing?" I growled, snatching the gun away from her. Max fake pouted, standing up from her seat on the couch. "Max, this is illegal. I thought you moved away from all this last year? You need to stop. Where's the car Louis told me about?" I questioned, guiding her towards the wall. 

   "Out back. Why? Wanna take it for a spin?" Max giggled. I raised her hands and made her face the wall. Max sexily chuckled, leaning against and waiting for me to check her. I checked the pockets on her denim coat, making her wink at me. Jesus, can this girl get anymore perverted than she already is? I questioned myself.

   My hands patted over front pockets of her skinny jeans, feeling something there. I stuck my fingers inside, pulling someone else's credit card. I tossed it on the rectangular table behind the couch. Her other pocket contained some money, which I tossed with the credit card. My hands raised her shirt a little, running my fingers around her waist. Not in the sexual way; just to check her belt loops. and sure enough, a small pistol was looped through the front loop. Damn.

   My hands flew to her back, instantly spotting the bulge in her back pocket. I sneak my hand inside, earning a giggle from Max. I pulled out an old brown wallet, finding some man's information inside. I tossed it with the rest. Behind me, I heard Niall and Louis whisper about how much stuff she sneak out with.

   Finally, I lean down. I undo the zipper on the back of her Converse, feeling my way around her shins and ankles. And surprisingly, I find another hundred pounds, a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and yet another credit card. I make her take her shoes off. She does as told. I shake the shoes until five rings fall out onto the carpet. Although I find a lot of things, I know she has something else to hide. And I'm not letting her get away with it. 

   "Alright, you checked me. I enjoyed your hands on me, but I gotta bounce, boys," Max smirks. Once she finishes getting her shoes back on, she sends me another wink. And that's when I notice it. I grab Max, pushing her against the counter. Behind me, I hear Louis whisper something like, "and he's still getting some," and Niall agrees. Max smirks deviously.

   Without hesitating my hands snake under her shirt. Max winks seductively. They snake all the way to her bra strap. Max smiles. Once they reach her bra strap, I feel the plastic under my fingers. I pull on it, snaking my hand out. Once I see it in my hand, I turn my gaze to Max in disbelief. I can see a glint of guilt over her eyes but it quickly disappears. 

   "Max, what's this?" Niall asks, snatching the bag from me. Max looks down at the floor. 

   "Max?" Louis presses.

   "It's weed, alright!" Max yells.

   The room falls silent. The three of us each share looks, all of us turning back to face Max. She looks down at the floor, arms crossed over her chest. As the boys all eye her down, only one thing remains on my mind. I'm not trying to think it, but I know it. I just know it. The thought makes me shiver and hate myself.

   This is all my fault.

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Three updates in one day? OMG how did you do it? IDK. I listened to the song on side while writing this. Enjoy x