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HIDING THE SECRETS
ZAYN

''Rony!'' I ran over to his side, blood gushing out while his face was smokey and damaged. He wasn't in the greatest shape after getting shot twice.

''Go g-g-get him zayn, you cant loose him.'' he coughed out. A little but of blood came out of his nose and mouth-reacting to the two bullets in his body.

''I can't. I can't let you loose your life like this.'' I looked around the alley looking for a cloth. I cursed seeing no cloth in sight. I needed to add pressure to his wound but now it's to late.

'"H-h-hes the worst drug dealer out there."

I looked around, making sure there were no left over bodies who were alive. Everyone was dead around me. I looked over to Rony, his eyes closed. I slapped him. he wouldn't wake up.

''C'mon Rony!'' He lied there lifeless with blood coming out of his mouth. His eyes weren't blue anymore, they were pale. The beat of his heart was non existent.

''Zayn, are you okay? we cought Demolio, he's in our hands. Where's Rony?'' my ear piece sounded my ears with a happy tone.

''He didn't make it.'' I snapped and ripped off my ear piece and took out my bage. I looked at it knowing I'm making a mistake. My anger grew up inside me and I threw it to who knows where.

It was my fault.

•••

I pushed myself up, sweat covering my face and my tanktop connected with my skin. The horrible memory stayed in my mind for a very long time, almost like a demon making me suffer for what I did. I needed to forget.

I left America for one reason only, and the reason seems to follow me everywhere I go. Even when I'm back home.

go back to sleep I told myself more than once.

•••

''That would be £2.45 please'' the girl at the cash register droned, holding out my cigarettes. I gave it to her, not wanting change in return. I snatched the cigarettes out of her hands and headed through the door.

I walked down the streets of Bradford, seeing cars pass left and right. I took a sharp turn, but I bumped into someone, dropping my cigarettes. I sighed in annoyance.

''Oh, I'm so sorry'' the voice chirped.

She pulled up from the floor with my cigarettes in her hands. When she looked at me, I realized that she wasn't from Bradford at all. I recognize anyone from here since everyone basically has a hate group towards me.

This girl, she was stunning. My lips parted, looking at her features, blonde hair, almost seeming white and her eyes. her eyes. Her eyes were the bluest I've ever seen, yet to be the most captivating.

''Here you go'' she kept looking at me, admiring my features, exactly what I was doing to her. I finally snapped out of my thoughts and took the pack of cigarettes.

''Thanks'' I smiled awkwardly.

''I'm Perrie,'' she blurted out of a sudden, right before I was going to turn around and walk away.

''I'm Zayn.''

''Nice to meet you, Zayn.'' well clearly she hasn't heard about me. The second she does, she'll probably do whatever it takes to ignore me.

''You too, I have to go. I'll see you around.'' I waved and walked past her.

I'll probably never see her around again.

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a/n:

awh shit zayn
zayn has an awful life ngl

okAy porvavore dejame feedback porque I love feedback sOSOSOS MUch.

thanks.

[edited 5/3/15]

-natata gratata is a bitchtata

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