Complications // Ziam #Wattys2016

Want

Zayn's POV

I tap my foot against the shined tiled floor, impatient wanting for this class to be over with already. I always hated maths I never understood why they needed to take it so far. Do I really need to know how to perform long division of polynomials to buy a freaking house? Or go grocery shopping? That's what I thought, NO.

I turn to my left to see my best friend since primary school Niall dosing off. I kick his leg and he jumps awake frightened and I can't help but chuckle at his reaction. Niall glares, more like squints, at me sticking out his tongue and turning to the front of the room pouting. He looks like he's paying attention but I know for a fact that he's probably day dreaming about what he's gonna eat after we get out this class. Thank God this is our last class of the day.

I look out the window next to me. Looking up at the sky wanting to be as adventurous and free as the birds. I find myself doing that a lot.

Wanting.

Craving excitement, I lived a terribly normal life. Nothing out of place an everyday schedule exactly the same, never changing. Seriously I think the only exciting times I've ever had in my life was when I went to get my tattoos. I love them they all represent me in some way. Even Niall has a more exciting life than me. Besides from eating all day long he smokes and occasionally sells weed for some gang named The Phantoms. Honestly the name doesn't intimidate me one bit I actually find it laughable, seriously The Phantom's? That's the best you could come up with? But they're supposedly this big hot shot gang that everyone is scared of.

I wasn't happy when he first told me about it I yelled at him for a good hour and we settled it on him agreeing to not get himself killed and I at least get a discount. We get to smoke and the bills get payed, its a win win situation.

I look over to see the professor wrapping up the lesson and everyone packing up. How long was I zoned out?

Me and Niall get our stuff and Make our way out the class room or hell whichever you prefer.

"I heard theres this party on saturday wanna go?" Niall asks as we walked through the exit of the school. I take a deep breath of fresh air finally relaxing after a long day.

"Remember the last party we went to?" I ask Niall.

"That was one time Zayn come on it wasn't that bad."

"Mate you got shitfaced stripped almost naked got on a table and started to sing a cover of Toxic."

"In my defense I think I did pretty damn good." Niall said with a grin.

Sometimes I wonder if he feels any shame."Fine we can go to the party but if you get totally plastered again I'm leaving you." I said turning the corner that leads to the parking lot.

"Got any other plans?" I ask Niall.

"Yeah I have to do another run tonight it'll be quick"

"Okay do you want me to come with you?" I ask. Genuinely worried about him, I had went with him a few times and seen where he sold. Its not the best neighborhood.

"I'll be fine mate Josh will be there with me tonight. Nothing to worry about." He gives me a little grin.

"You said that when we went to the party and look what happened." I tease with a small smile on my face. Niall bursts out in laughter.

"You're never gonna let me live that down are you?" He asks still chuckling a little. I open my mouth to respond but close it when I see two huge guys with looks that could kill walking up to us. I tap Niall trying to tell him to turn around and when he finally does his face morphs into one of fear , he starts to look pale like he had seen a ghost.

"You look at little pale there Nialler, not happy to see us?" The tall one with the long curly hair asks. His smile looks joyful his dimples appearing but it also has a slightly evil twist to it. Niall tries to stutter out a response but the words get caught in his throat and all I'm stuck wondering is who the hell are these guys.

"Hey what's going on who the hell are you get away from him." I shout at the guy thats crowding Niall against the wall. I move to grab him but the other guy wrapped his arm around my waist. "I don't think you wanna try that babe." He whispers in my ear and I turn to look at him. That's when I really saw the sex god that was holding onto me. His lips were pink and full and had a cute button nose his hair was brunette and styled neatly into a quiff. And judging by his arm he was extremely built.

Fuck what am I thinking, I gotta go help Niall. I start to struggle to escape his vice like grip on me. Just how strong is this guy?

He lets me go and hands me over to curly telling him to hold me back and walks up to Niall. He says something to Niall that I can't hear then punches him in the stomach. I start to struggle and scream at them to leave him alone. I'll kill these bastards I swear.

"Leave him alone I swear to god I'll kill you." I shout as the guy moves to punch Niall again. He stops amd turns me to me. Him and curly talking, I don't know what the hell Niall did but he sure as hell has some explaining to do.

I find out that curly's name is Harry and that the other guy must be the boss. He tells Niall to have his money and come to the house tomorrow. So that's it this must be the guys that Niall sells for.

Curly, I mean Harry, lets go of me and Mr. Sex on legs backs away from Niall.
"Be at the house by 4 Niall and bring your friend with you." He winks at me. I wait until they leave to walk up to Niall he's still slumped against the wall trying to catch his breathe. Damn that punch must of really took it out of him.

"Niall." I say sternly. "Those are the guys I sell for," he says finally standing up "the bull one is Liam he's the boss the tall curly haired one is Harry thats his right hand man."

"What did you do Niall?"

" I haven't been selling lately with finals coming up I'm a little short on payment."

"I'm coming with you tonight and tomorrow no arguments."

I say and deep down I couldn't wait I wanted to see Liam again.

I want him.