Bradford Bad Boy

Chapter Sixteen

Sky's POV

Liam pulled me out of the cage while Zayn was getting shot at. I couldn't believe it, how did The Five get in? We reached outside and he threw me into the car as Jeff and Ed came out with Zayn... Knocked out cold. There was some blood cascading from his hip and leg, but that's what I saw, there was three total shots.

  "Liam, get them out of here!" Ed yelled as he set Zayn next to me.

I looked back at Ed and Jeff, they looked calm, maybe just to be strong for me. Ed shut the car door and Liam sped off. I cried a bit as I looked down at Zayn, knocked out.

  "Sky, I'm gonna give you a knife and you have to fish out the bullets," Liam said.

  "What?" I asked as I saw the knife. It was just a basic pocket knife, but still! Me? Fish out bullets? Out of Zayn?!

  "Sky, you need to do it!" Liam said.

I nodded and I took the knife in my hands. I calmed down a bit as I moved him to his side so I could get the bullet out of his hip. I dug the blade in until I found the bullet and I looked at Zayn's face and it had pain written all over it.

  "I'm sorry," I whimpered as I pushed the bloody bullet out.

I grabbed the bullet and I shoved it into my pocket, then I saw the one on his leg and Liam stopped suddenly, making me and Zayn fly forward and the knife was stabbed into my arm. I yelped in pain and Liam looked back at me.

  "Shit.." He mumbled.

  "Zayn, wake up," I cried.

I leaned down and I kissed him passionately. After a few seconds he kissed me back, but pulled away to yell out in pain.

  "Help me.." I whimpered.

He looked at my arm and he held onto the handle and swiftly pulled it out. I yelped out in pain again, then I took the knife from him.

  "What are you doing?" He asked.

  "G-getting the bu-bullets out.."

He ran his hand down his face as I slid out from under him then scooted down to fish the bullet out of his leg. I tried to work fast, but my hands were shaking a bit and my injured arm was hurting like hell. When I got that bloody bullet out, we finally pulled up to Zayn's flat. Liam opened the door, but I didn't get out.

  "I have one more, just watch the streets."

He nodded and Zayn rolled onto his stomach. I tore off the sleeve of his shirt and I tied it on my arm, creating some pressure for it. Then I dug the knife into his wound and he balled his hands into fists. I got this one out the quickest and I stuffed it into my pocket again. He looked over at me and pecked my lips before we quickly got out.

  "Get inside quick," Liam ordered.

I wrapped my arm around Zayn's waist, holding him up as we walked. I felt some of his blood drip onto my arm and seep into my shirt. When we walked in, I set him on the couch.

  "Where's your phone?" I asked.

  "On the charger in our room."

I ran to our room and I called his mum, not really knowing what else to do. I came back downstairs and Liam was closing all the blinds and turning off the major lights and using lamps to light the room.

  "Zayn, you okay?" His mum asked.

  "Um, actually, this is Sky, I was wondering if you could come to his flat? Like now."