Night Time (Sequel to Dangerous) (Lauren / You)

Chapter 1

You

Chuckling at the screaming boy, I ran my knife across his cheek. Tape around his mouth, his wrists tied up in the wooden chair.

"You shouldn't of been out that late, Jake, is it?" I asked, not waiting for an answer. "Praying on innocent little girls, tsk tsk. Such a shame to see you go."

His eyes were wide, and tears were falling from his eyes. He rapidly shook his head.

I sighed, standing up. I slit his throat, watching the blood pour from his neck. I laughed, a twisted smirk forming on my face.

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I set in the mall, whistling as I watched people walk by. I'm people watching. Call it weird, but it's not. A lot of people do it, believe it or not. Plus, I like to pick out the different kinds of people. You know, the stereotypes.

"Never thought I'd see you in person again." I looked up, seeing Lauren now standing in front of me.

"Oh god," I dramatically groaned. "I just wanted to send you more gifts."

"Oh yeah, could you stop that? The neighbors are getting suspicious." Lauren set down next to me.

"Eh," I shrugged. "How'd you find me, Lauren?"

"You're in a mall, Y/N. Anyone can spot you easily." Lauren said.

"Yes, but, how'd you know I'd be at the mall? Don't say you didn't, because you obviously did. Or else, you would have maybe..let's say a bag or a purse in your hand." I chuckled.

"You're still observant, aren't you?" Lauren let out a small laugh.

"It's only been four months, Lauren. Nothing has changed." I murmured.

"A lot has changed," she frowned. "You left. Zayn is dead - because of you."

"No no, he brought that upon himself," I objected. "He's the one who slept with you. Who also accused me of cheating."

"You didn't have to kill him!"

"You didn't have to sleep with him." I shot back, which made her shut up. "Exactly."

I stood up, dusting my pants off, "You ruined my people watching."

"Sorry?"

"You should be." And with that, I walked off.

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Okay, so four months ago Windy and I were living in this small one story house. Now, we're living in this big ass house.

Let's just say, I robbed a bank and got a lot of money. Windy barely works anymore, and she mostly does yard work now. Though I don't know why, we have maids to do that. Maybe she just likes to garden in her spare time.

Four months ago Zayn died. Four months ago Lauren cheated on me. Four months ago I left the group.

And honestly? I've never been better. I can do what I want when I want, and I can sleep with whoever I want. I don't need permission to do something, because it won't effect anyone else but me.

But I also miss it. I also miss Lauren. I miss my friends - not Zayn. I miss Bea and Alexis. I miss the girl who I was deeply in love with.

I shook my head, looking up. The music returned to my ears, and the flashing lights nearly blinded me as I got used to them again.

The party music played on, and I could feel the bass under my feet. I stood up, taking a sip of my beer. I entered the VIP area, being let in.

Strippers were dancing on pole, man and female. I saw some famous and rich people dancing and getting lap dances.

I went into the dance floor, my hands in the air as I let loose. I jumped, along with the crowd. I then felt something being pressed onto my front.

A girl. This random girl began to dance on me, not that I'm complaining. She has an amazing ass. The girl turned around, and I was met with familiar green eyes.

I chuckled, placing my hands on her hips, "Why, hello Lauren."

"Y/N," she smirked. "Pleasant seeing you here."

"Are you stalking me, Lauren?" I asked as I spun her around, her back now pressed against me.

"Maybe."

"Mm," I leaned into her ear. "You should stop. You're playing one hell of a dangerous game here."

Lauren laughed, "You started the game four months ago by killing Zayn and then leaving." I grabbed her hand, dragging her and pressing her against the wall.

"If I do recall," I said, my voice hard and cold. "You started it by sleeping with him. No - you started it by killing Natalie."

"Did I now?" Lauren hummed. "Or was it with you killing Brandon and Troy?"

"This game, Lauren. You see, we've all had our turns. This time, it's mine." My lips brushed over hers, teasing her as my hands kept her wrists pinned down. I bit her lip, pulling it between my teeth.

"Y/N.." Lauren let out a shaky breath. I let go of her lip with a pop. I let go of one of her wrists, bringing my thumb to her lips. My thumb skimmed her bottom lip, and she stared into my eyes with a lustful look.

"It's a shame, Lauren," I pulled away. "It really is. We could've been Bonnie and Clyde. Or something better. But I guess it's too late now."

I began to walk away, but paused and turned around to look at her.

"Oh, and it's also your turn now. This game, it keeps getting more interesting. Can't wait to see what you do next." I winked at her, then left.

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so this is the sequel to Dangerous.

hopefully this will be better then the first book

not edited

-Gracie