Corrupted. [Zayn Malik Fanfic]

Chapter Ten

CHAPTER TEN:

  Zayn gets in the car and looks at me without saying anything. I look back too in shock to have a reaction.

  He looks down at my leg that's wrapped in his shirt, "Hang on, we'll go take care of it right now." He drives off and picks up his phone.

  He dials and starts talking a few seconds after, "Hey, Josh I need your help...Jade needs stitches.....we're up in Avada County.."

  Avada county? That's two hours away, in a completely different state.

  "Yeah, doing some business. I'll be there at 4:30...see you then, bye." He hangs up and continues driving pretty fast.

  I lay back in my seat and watch as the lights pass by. My body completely feels like jello, numb. I barely have any thoughts run through my mind as I'm still in complete shock that I was involved with a murder.

  I close my eyes, and instantly fall asleep from physical and emotional distress... and exhaustion.

  I wake up from bobbing up and down.

  I slowly open my eyes and flinch from not recognizing my surrounding.

  "You're fine." I feel a hand rub my back gently.

  My eyes fully open and adjust, and I see that Zayn is carrying me up stairs.

  "What's going on?" I say in an extremely unattractive voice, from being half asleep.

  He ignores me and starts walking down a hallway. The lights are dim and the halls are brown giving me an uneasy feeling.

  He stops in front of a door and knocks a couple times. Quickly, the door opens and Zayn walks in.

  He lays me down on a couch and then a boy comes beside me. "I'm josh." He says looking at my leg, "Josh Devine. I'm going to fix your leg, okay?" I nod and then he takes a look at my cut thigh.

  After a few seconds, he looks at Zayn, "I'm going to have to cut the jeans off her…or you can." He says looking kind of uncomfortable.

  "I think you already know the answer." Zayn replies straight forward picking up the scissors.

  "Let me know if I hurt you." He kisses me on the forehead and starts cutting. I shut my eyes tightly not wanting to see it.

  My thigh stings intensely for a few minutes, making me tense up but I suck it up so we can hurry and get this done. I open my eyes, but I don't look down.

  I look over and see Zayn sitting on the floor beside me. I look past him and see Josh with a tray full of different things. My stomach gets queasy as I see a shot and a needle.

  "Take me to a hospital." I blurt out not wanting to do this. "Why didn't you just take me there?" I ask looking at Zayn with concern.

  He grabs my arm and stares at me, "I promise Josh wont hurt you. He's helped me multiple times. If I trust him, you can." He looks calm and sure of himself.

  I look at Zayn and if he took care of him, then I trust him… besides, knowing Zayn he's been through worse than a cut.

  I take a deep breath, "Okay." I whisper putting all of my trust into this stranger.

  Josh holds up the needle, freaking me out. "This is the worst part, I promise." He says coming close. Zayn holds his hand out and I grab it with both hands. I close my eyes, unable to watch.

  "I'm about to"-"JUST DO IT!" I scream at him, my nerves completely getting the best of me. Within seconds I feel a pinch, then an extreme pain shoots up my spine. I hold Zayn's hand as tightly as I can, digging my fingers into his skin harshly, holding my breath.