He's Too Dangerous-Zayn Malik

Chapter Nine- We got him...

Zayn's P.O.V *Warning; This chapter contains violent scenes and upsetting contents(rape) Please read at your own risk.

"Where is he?!" I hissed chucking the table halfway across the room in anger. Just the thought of that scum touching Ash just causes my skin to crawl. "Zayn calm down!" Louis shouted, causing me to snap my head up in his direction. "you want to be in my situation right now? Feel how I feel, right now?!" I shouted at him, making him sit on the sofa beside Liam, Niall and Justin. I paced through the living room impatiently, waiting for Harry to hurry his sorry ass up. "How long does it take to track someone down!" I shouted, throwing my fist at the dry wall. This is exactly what I didn't want happening, I never wanted Ash involved in any of this, I don't want her hurt. For all I know McCann could be running his fingers over her skin while she's begging and pleading him to stop. "He's 5 minuets away.." I snapped my head up to see Harry standing there, heavily breathing as he chucked me a gun. I stared down at it in my hands. This is what it has come to. I shoved it down my back, covering it up with my shirt and jacket before stomping outside, the boys right behind me. Harry hopped into the divers seat, me in the passenger side, Justin and Liam in the back while Louis and Niall took the bike. We drove up to this old abandoned warehouse, something that looked torn down for about a good few years now. 

We hopped out of the car, checking we each had a gun before hurrying inside. Harry kicked the door down, sticking his gun in front of him as he walked through. The whole place was dark, dusty, and quiet. Just was we were about to turn around, to head towards the basement, a fire shot was heard throughout the place. I dropped to my knees, making my way around the huge craters. I saw a few of McCann's crew, searching around for us I suppose. After signaling the guys, we all fired towards them, causing a huge shootout between the both of us, of course, they were outnumbered. I grabbed Harry's arm, dragging him past the noew dead crew, towards the downstairs basement. Of course, all warehouses are the same, so it was pretty easy to make our way around the place. We approached a huge black door, some of its paint had crusted off. "In here?" I whispered to Harry, watching him shrug as he kicked the door open. We ran inside, looking around the room only to see a bed, and a note. I knew in that moment, we'd got the wrong place. I slammed my fist against the door, seeing Harry walk over, picking up the note and reading it. "Love is a ticking time bomb Malik. Shame you'd never reach the old boat house in time.." He read out, causing me to snap my head in his direction. I ran out the door, through the warehouse, shouting at everyone to move. I hopped in the car, starting it up before the others had even got in. Once we were all ready I slammed my foot on the gas, racing through th streets towards the harbour. "If he isn't there I swear to God he won't have two legs to stand on!"I hissed, pulling up to the boat house. One car was parked in the drive way, I knew I'd make it.

Yashita's P.O.V

"You know, for a girl you just knocked out, she's a pretty deep sleeper.."I heard someone's voice say, you could hear the smirk he was wearing as he spoke. I fluttered my eyes open, looking at my surroundings. I was still in the car, and by the looks of things, we weren't going anywhere too far away from home. Which gave some sort of, comfort? "Ahh, you're awake.."I heard someone chuckle, making my snap my head up in their direction. I felt my head become light as I looked upon the face of McCann. He looked exactly like Justin, just more bruises and scars. "I'm sure you recognize me from my twin brother Justin... Fucking scum!" He hissed, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. So Justin is Jason's twin brother? Why isn't Justin with Jason?  The other guy beside him kept looking behind them, making sure no one was following them. As the car started to slow down, I braced myself for more torture. My heart was beating out of my chest as silent tears ran down my face. The car door opened beside me, with a hand grabbing onto my arm and they pulled me out. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I was just frozen. "now... This is where you will be staying Miss Ash.. hope you feel... At home.. " Jason smirked, making my skin crawl as we walked up to the house. It looked old and un used. Almost as if no one had lived in it for about 100 years. 

We walked through the door, Jason turned on all the lights, causing me to squint my eyes at the sudden brightness. I looked around what looked like a living room. The sofa was torn and the table looked like it had been thrown around a few times. Old cups of coffee and beer cans scattered across the floor. Someone was living here, but whoever it was, clearly didn't like cleaning. "you can go upstairs and get cleaned up.." Jason mumbled, motioning me upstairs. I followed behind him as he walked me through the hallways. He opened up the door to what looked like a bathroom, or the remains of one. I thanked him quickly before slamming the door shut. The bath was covered in blood, ladies underwear and some white stuff I'd rather stay away from. I decided that I'd rather spend half an hour cleaning this room before even attempting to shower in it. So that's what I did. By the time I was finished, a voice rang through the room. "I would of done that.."Jason whispered, sitting on the toilet seat. I just nodded, cleaning the sink briefly before turning towards him. "Can I take my shower now?" I huffed, tucking my hair behind my ears. He just nodded, standing up from his place, walking outside before shutting the door behind him. Anyone would of expected him to have at least beat me by now, but he hasn't, which has confused me more as to why I'm here. 

Once I had finally taken a shower, I quickly changed back into my old clothes, tied my hair in a bun before making my way back downstairs. "What are you thinking about doing with her?" I stopped in my tracks, just in front of the living room door, hearing what they were about to say. "I can't hurt her. Malik is out for blood, if I harm her he'll kill me.. You know he's hers.." I frowned slightly, as Jason said 'Hers' I'm not his am I? He never owned me in the first place. "Yeh, and I think attacking her will give us a great advantage to take Malik down, his weakness is her that's why we got her in the first place!" One of them hissed, causing me to jump back with a thud. All went silent as I tried my best to run up the stairs. "Don't!" Jason hissed, grabbing onto my arm tightly, making me whimper in pain. He pulled me towards him, his hands griping my arms even tighter. "I don't wanna do this, but I have to.." He whispered, causing me to frown. Why was Jason being so nice, thought he was 'bad boy' and all that. He pulled me upstairs, shoving me inside what looked like a guys room before slamming the door behind him. "Why are you being so nice?" I shouted, louder than I expected. Jason jumped slightly at my sudden outburst. "Because you're like a piece of meat. I love meat. Juicy, chunky.. Enough meat to chew on.." He whispered, walking circles around me. Its like he has a sudden personality change, something which is very rare in most people. "I want you all to myself.. So I thought, maybe if I was nice, she'd warm up to me and refuse to go.. But no!" He raised his voice, pushing me back against the bed.

"Then you had to open your fucking mouth..." He whispered in a sort of anger way. He hovered above me, ripping my jeans off my legs, chucking them somewhere else. My body started to shake, as I realized what he was doing. My whole body shut off. I couldn't feel anything, do anything. Only the tears down my face showed that I was still alive and feeling human. I watched as he pulled down his pants, and boxers before slipping on something that I didn't even want to know. As I prepared myself for the pain, a gun shot rang through the room, snapping me out of my numbness. I looked towards the door, seeing Zayn and Harry standing here, Zayn holding the gun out in front of him. I looked round to see Jason on the floor, clutching hold of his side. Blood was pouring everywhere as I watched him twitch a few times. "Jason!" Justin shouted, sprinting through the room to kneel  beside his brother. Tears fell down my face as I watched Justin hold his brother for the last time. "I love you.." They mumbled to each other, before Jason's body jumped once more as his heart stopped.  I couldn't take it. I grabbed what looked like a pair of Jason's jeans, slipping them on before pushing past Harry and Zayn. I looked into the living room, seeing his friend laying on the floor in a blood of his own blood too. "We're burning the place down.." Niall mumbled, opening the front door for me to walk through. I sighed, walking past everyone towards the docks. 

Zayn's P.O.V

"Justin we gotta go.." Harry mumbled, helping Justin off the floor. He screamed in anger, running down the stairs before slamming the doors behind him. I chucked some gasoline along the upstairs floor, setting it on fire before doing the same downstairs. I hopped out the door, seeing everyone standing there, watching as the old house burned. But someone was missing, Ash. "Make sure no one finds out about this.."I hissed to Harry, before rushing off towards the docks. She sat there with her feet in the water, just staring ahead. I sat beside her, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She flinched away from my touch, causing me to frown as she looked at me. "I almost got raped Zayn.." She whispered, tears running down her cheeks as he lifted herself up, making her way back to the other guys. I've messed up, big time. 

This wasn't as good as I wanted it to be:( Sorry...x