Bradford Bad Boy (a Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 6

A/N:

Hey guys sorry i had exams and i havent been able to write in a while. but exams are finished and I AM FREE so as my apology for not being on in a while here is a big 13 pager (on Word) chapter for you :)

Enjoy xoxo

Chapter 6

Rennie’s P.O.V.

Oh my god, why did I say that? What is wrong with me?

These questions are still rolling through my head, and it has been two weeks since we had that talk after I discovered his ‘past-job’.

I’ve been trying to avoid him; the thought of being involved with someone that supposedly knows how to handle a gun makes me feel ill. I know he said he would never hurt me, and my heart is saying I should trust him. But just knowing what he is capable of makes me doubt whether he is actually safe.

I am trying not to care, but I have started to develop feelings for Zayn without even meaning to. He is just beautiful. His chuckle, his smoldering eyes, his plump lips, his hair, and his chiseled body, there is an endless amount of perfectness about him. I should be scared of this whole assassin thing, but just being around him makes me feel safe.

After I finished my shift at the retro store, I walked outside to walk home. As I looked up, a Porsche was parked on the curb. The Porsche was clearly Zayn’s, waiting to pick me up. That’s weird though, I never asked him. I hopped inside the car with a sigh, realizing that we were going to have to have the conversation I was trying to avoid.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” He asked.

“What? I haven’t.”

“Bullshit, I’ve been trying to ring you for like two weeks. What happened?”

“Huh? Oh, uh, I’m sick.” I added on a cough at the end to make my story sound more realistic.

“Don’t play dumb with me Ren, its obvious you don’t want to see me. What have I done? Look, if this is about the whole assassin thing I never meant for you to find out and –“

“Its exactly that Zayn! I am scared that you used to kill people for a living. I am scared that you didn’t give a fuck about their lives, or whether they had a family. I’m scared that if I make the wrong move, you will hurt me. I know you said you wouldn’t, but to be honest it’s the first instinct when you use to be a fucking assassin Zayn!!”

“We’ve already been through this, you know I will never hurt you. It’s not even possible for me to hurt you. Trust me, I couldn’t if I tried.”

“It’s just knowing what you did in the past that scares me, Zayn.”

“I can’t do anything about that, I regret doing it all and I would take it all back if I could. I know I caused permanent damage, I know I changed lives – in a bad way, I know I made bad mistakes. But I don’t do it anymore, I hate myself for doing it, I wish I never did it at all. Please Ren, it doesn’t change who I am.”