Chapter Four // Incoporated

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"Don't mention it..." I say still a little shaken up from his fight.

"You alright? You seem- tense..."

"I-I'm fine." I say trying not to stutter.

"Are you going to Ford Hall's party tonight?" Zayn asks tossing his tissue in the trash can.

"Probably not. I have to study and we still have a project due-"

"Yes but it's due in a week. At least try to have some fun, Shay." He says actually calling me by my name.

"I will... But I probably won't like it."

"You don't even have to drink or smoke. You could just hang out with me. Or you know, gay boy."

Is he talking about Louis?

"Louis may be gay but he hates when people call him that. Plus he is dating the captain of the Football team."

Zayn only snorts at my remark and rolls his eyes.

"Sure. Harry is probably only using him."

That's exactly what I said.

"Well, I have to go to work..."

"Zayn..." I call as his hand is on the doorknob.

"Yes?"

"Where do you work?"

He sighs and says, "The biggest Photography Company in London." He leaves without another word and I slouch in my seat.

Why would they hire a punk kid?

That sounded really rude and I didn't mean it to... It's just that he's some kid in College... Why would a multi-millionaire business hire a guy like, Zayn?

"I'm back, Shay." Sarah calls as she locks the door and throws her bags on the floor.

"Where have you been this whole time?"

"Business..." She states without another word.

Surprisingly changing the subject, she asks, "Is that Zayn's jacket?"

"Oh so now you remember his name?"

"Yeah. Hey, you didn't answer my question."

"Yeah, it's his."

Sarah tells me a bit more about what she has been doing and we somehow trail off the the topic of Zayn.

He is honestly the last thing I truly want to think about.

"Did you know he and his family own Malik Incorporate? He's loaded with money!" She exclaims as my jaw almost hits the floor.

"Really?" I am never the one to gossip but I can't believe she is even telling me this.

"Yeah. It's crazy." She states picking at her nails.

As soon as she says that, my phone buzzes on the coffee table and I pick it up and see I have text message from Zayn.


From: Zayn

I need to talk to you about something.... It's really important. Come to this address alone tonight and I'll show you something.

((Insert Company Address here))


I text him back saying that I will be there and he says he has to go.

It would definitely make sense if his family owned Malik Incorporated. Considering that was his last name I didn't know if they were related or he just got lucky with the last names being the same.

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