Smoke Spaces//;au

West park

*Zayns POV*

A dark gloomy cloud in my head pounding like a thunderstorm with one escape waking up which I had no interest in. Just a couple of hours ago i was humping out of a window from some drug dealers next I was sound asleep like nothing happened like he goes throughout this all the time. I heard a knock on my apartment door "who is it??" I thought maybe they found where I live "it's Gigi" ohh no I  hooked up with her last weekend a remember because I'll she did was talk about her modeling job and online shopping but she was damn hot. I walked to the door and unlocked the two locks slowly for safety

" hey babe you look... Like well shit" she said

"Anything new why yah her anyway?"

She looked dressed up like she was going clubbing or whatever she does.

"I came to say well I guess I think that.." She said

I knew what was coming next the early "I love you" well i might love they way she looks in a dress damn.

" we can't be together I am done with all of these late night calls, how could you treat me like that after a gave you my treats and it was damn good Zayn" she said

Well that was a mouths full for a girl that only like to talk about herself. It's was okay I  never really get attached to people that's what keeps me alive not having to worry about someone else it might seem selfish but it's my life.

"Okay than is that all is this over, I have penalty of people in line for this night job." I said

It was rude how i said it that's the only way he knows how to. She walked away all I  saw was her blond hair flow and her green eyes go and her accent was lovely . Wait do i actually miss her that was a crazy thought how could that be. I closed the door behind him and locked it he went to the mirror in my bedroom and could tell she was right

"I look like shit"

I got some a black polo jacket, and some jeans put them on his dresser. I turned on the shower water in my bath room i took some pill from a drawer with some water from the sink. I really never took drugs which was funny giving his occupation, i took my shirt of slowly he saw a glass wound from his jump. I hopped in the steamy shower. Washing my body is tattoos where my wounds my wound is to the cover up for the real wounds no wonder why I  had so many.
I remember when i was in that home with that nice family or they were he got one of those water tattoos in was a skull after a few days it went away.I wished it come back so when i was 18 he got a real one that would never leave me that was like his own family in a twisted way.
*buzz buzz*
*buzz buzz*
I hopped out the shower and wrapped my towel around me it was mu burner pager.
It's read: new client @11:00 @west park near Wolverhampton university.
That was across the pond where all the english gentle go to ask the rich wife's in there hand Yuck!! It's was my job i put on my clothes and did the normal human necessities my hair was getting less wet but he had no time it was 10:15 and west park was pretty far from where he lived called The Droveway,Wolverhampton,UK
Droveway was a shady area 12 mins away from there not to far but he need to put some gas his dirt bike it had a hint of orange and brakes were red in the front manly black though.
I got my  stuff that was necessary put its in black bag and a my  little hand gun in pocket ,with a pocket knife I  never knows who I am doing business with these days it could be anyone. I locked the door behind him and walked down stairs carry my black bag full of-- he bumps in to someone
"Hey sorry I didn't mean to--" this girl with brown hair and blue hazel eyes says

I am amazed but then i remember I have  to pay them bills

"It's cool umm I have to go soo.. Bye"

"Okay well I am moving in to apartment 12" she says.

That's right by mines  but it's not really my top priority at the moment i notice she dropped her bag we  both reach for it looking in too one another's eyes. I get up and gives it too her with hesitation in my eyes

"Thanks well I have a lot of unpacking to do soo... Bye" she says.

and walks in to her apartment without a response or car. i rush out there and checks the time it's 10:30
But i knew i would make it one time.i put my bag on his dirt bike and drove away think about that girl it was just that girl she seemed different but he couldn't catch her name.

*20 mins later*

I see a guy walking over to me it looked more like a boy but about his age. He was where some designer clothes it was foggy so he couldn't really see much but some homeless people eating bread with some bread it's going to he's first time back sense my run in with some lets just say rival dealers and yes I am drug dealer for some one.
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So do you like it yep Zayn is living the risky life sell drugs it's weird cause he doesn't do them and who's zayns newest client found out more comment and guess the winner will get a shout out.