Chapter 4.

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Zayn's Pov

As I stepped into the apartment I thought about her and the things I could to do her. How I could make her fear for her life, I could control her each and every move. That's why I like "normal" girls, not prostitues or hookers. Girls I could trick easily and they'd fear me. I wanted her to scream my name, and I would get her too.

I wanted her. I thought about how I could get here.

I knew our jackets before we're made quite well. But I just couldn't go on the street and take her. I need a place and time to do it. I needed to have authority over the situation.

I'd been watching her for awhile now. I've been in Manchester, doing business and lots of it. Harry was with me and we were renting an apartment for a month while we could get the business done.

But on Monday I'd have her. I'd manipulate her and threaten her to the core so I could get her. It was settled. Lena would be mine.

Lena's Pov

It was already Sunday and we had three out of the five jackets done.

Andrew had been working daily to get these jackets made. We had knocked LT'S, LP'S, and NH's. We were currently working on HS'S.

"Pass me the scissors, Lena. Please."

I reached into the crate full of scissors, strings, buttons, letters, needle and thread and retrieved them handing them to Andrew.

"Lena, while Lyla is out of the room. I want to ask you something...." He trailed off on his sentence.

"Hmm." I replied as I searched for the piece of paper with all the items on it.

"Well as you can see me and Lyla have been dating now for a few. One month actaully, it's been our secret. Anyways, it's Lyla's night to lock up and I was wondering if you could cover? I'm taking he to dinner and I just want us to have time before its 9 and she's tired and doesn't want too?"

"Say no more. It's fine Andrew. No big deal, I don't mind." I smiled at him. I had nothing better to do anyways.

"Okay it's 7:30 now and well be leaving at 8:00 and we close at 9:00 so it's perfect."

"Okay chatty Kathy I get it. Now back to work before Mary comes in here and scolds us both."

Lyla had walked in and sat down. While Andrew explained everything to her.

"Thanks, Lena. We owe you one." She flashed me a bright smile, that touched her heart.

"It's no big deal, you owe me nothing." I replied.

Mary had walked in and cleared her throat to make herself noticed.

"Okay, Lyla you'll be closing tonight. I'm off now I have to take my mother to dinner. Have a good evening all."

We all replied with a "You too."

We liked Mary she could be sweet sometimes but it's hard to be friends with someone who micromanages you constantly.

"Okay lemme grab my purse and coat and we can be off." Lyla said to Andrew.

"Okay, babe."

He had just finished HS'S jacket and needed me to finish the the initialing.

"Ready, stud?"

"You got it, babe." Andrew picked himself up and reached Lyla and grabbed her hand.

They were cute. Why does everyone have a relationship except me?

"Lena, I left the key on the counter and wrote down the alarm code as well."

"We'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Yes, sounds good. Now get out of here you two."

They exited through the front entrance. I watched until I could see them no more.

I began sewing on HS's initial, Andrew had taught me how to when I first move here and needed a bit of training on working in. a business like this.

As I was just about to finish, I heard a few continuous taps on the window, I looked up and saw a figure, a man. Me being the stupid person I am, thought it was Andrew. I got up and unlocked the door...

"Did you forgot something?"

"No."

I knew that wasn't Andrew's voice, I looked up and saw who it was.

Zayn.

Authors End Notes: I know these chapters, are somewhat short but I do write and usually double update. I have up to chapter 9 written! So I'd like it if you could vote and comment it'd let me get feel on what you like and didn't like and want see throughout the story. I'm writing this story for you guys, so tell me your thoughts! Okay! :)

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