Dreaming. *Zayn Malik.*

Chapter Twelve.

Let me tell you guys! I have been working on this chapter for two days trying to get it perfect. I am pretty happy with the way it turned out. First off this was very hard for me to write because as you read you will realize that things aren't... well happy. And most of it is Louis, who is my favorite of the boys (Hate if ya want dc) 

Second off, at risk of getting like tons of hate and death threats, I've previously written a book "Everything's Changed" and it is Larry (Let the threats begind, dont care.) And I will be rewriting the book because I am unhappy with the way it turned out, okay thanks bye. 

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Zayn's Pov

                I didn't want to do this, but I kind of had to. Louis knew too much and I knew what he was capable of. So when I knew Erin was ready to take a nap since her pain levels were up, I snuck out of the house claiming I had to go run some errands. I didn't like to lie to my wife, but it was in the best interest.

                "Look who decided to show up? It's a shame you didn't bring the wifey with you." I could feel the venom soaking out from Louis' pores, and I didn't like it. I wanted to rip his head off just for bringing Erin into this mess.

                "What do you want Louis? I have to get back to Erin." I said her name like I owned her. When really she owned me, and I wouldn't have it any other way. This was a mess, and I wasn't sure I could clean it up. I could clean up the messes Erin makes when she's too weak to realize what she is doing, but I might not be able to clean up whatever Louis had planned for me.

                "You still owe the boss." I rolled my eyes and huffed at Louis.

                "I don't owe Paul anything." I growled through my teeth. I left flat and clean when the time was right. I couldn't stay in the business anymore and I thought that Paul and Louis both knew that.

                "Really because that James fellow is still in the states, happy as can be with his wife and kids." Louis leaned against a steaming pipe in the creepy basement of a ghetto building. I placed my hands in my jacket pockets and watched Louis watch me.

                "I told Paul I couldn't do that for him." And Louis cut me off with his sinister laugh. I was ready to jump and rip his limbs off one by one.

                "Zayn, Zayn, Zayn you know I have no control over those things. I am just the head man following out orders for the big man, something you couldn't do." Louis played with his nails and looked to the ceiling, then back to me coming closer. I backed away until I was hit against a gas barrel.

                "So why was it you couldn't do it? You never really told us," I swallowed thickly. I couldn't let Louis get inside of my head. He had no power over me.

                Without thinking I pushed Louis away with all my power. When he came running back to me I threw a punch and hit him right in the jaw. Louis, holding his jaw and glaring at me ran at me with such anger he could scare just about anyone. I went to the right just in time to miss what could have been a damaging hit from someone who used to be my best friend.

                “Malik, you’re going to regret not doing what Paul asked you to do those months ago.” Louis swiped his hand over his jaw, his mouth was slightly bleeding from my rage and need to protect myself from danger.

                “The only thing I’m going to regret his coming here to meet you while my wife, sick from Chemotherapy is stuck at home. I really hope you rot in hell Louis Tomlinson.” Louis let out his sinister laugh yet again once more crossing his arms, and rolling his eyes. I swear if you didn’t know him you would think he was a sweet kid with a horrible sense of humor. But unlike everyone in the world I had seen Louis do his job.

                “I’ll see you there Malik, well actually see I’m not very sure of that because there’s a special place in hell for the likes of you.” Louis leaned to his left and spit. I think he thought it was going to make him look tougher when really it made him look stupid because, blood was mixed with it and he didn’t quite get it all off his lips.

                “Oh really Louis? What’s worse here, you and what you do all the time, or me and what I couldn’t do the one time. And I believe what I did wasn’t illegal.” I took a step towards Louis not sure of his next move, I guess I was feeling a little more brave these days.

                I would like to credit Erin more making me as strong as I am today, but this wasn’t the time to think about how Erin had managed to help me overcome the struggles I faced with myself. Though the more I watched Louis, yet kept my mind on Erin, I realized that she never actually left my mind. It didn’t matter if I was taking a shower, or shopping for a gift for my mum or sisters. She was always in the back of my mind telling me what the right thing to do was. I never thought I would ignore the sweet voice, but right now she was telling me to leave this scene, and I couldn’t.

                “Who’s the hypocrite now? What I do every day, used to be what you did every day. Actually how could you afford to buy that nice flat on the fancy side of town for your girl? Does she know by the way?” Louis started towards me and as much as I wanted to run, I couldn’t because I knew if I ran it was a sign of weakness.

                “No she doesn’t, and I don’t plan on her ever finding out.” Louis and I were chest to chest now. I wondered which one of us would back down first, it was up in the air at this point. If he wasn’t going to fight I was going to leave, and I figured that’s what he was thinking about me.

                I never did plan on telling Erin about my past. I couldn’t tell her what had landed me in jail all those years ago, or how I found out how I figured out James’ secret. How do you come out to someone you love and tell them about your double life? I loved Erin too much to bring her into this, and I put the past away, quit my job and everything for her, she didn’t need the pat to be drug up and pushed into her lap.

                “So here’s the deal Malik. You come by the office tomorrow, come see Paul and I. We need you to do something for us, maybe you’ll remember where you belong, not married in the fancy side of town, but doing what we’ve been doing nearly our entire life. If you do this, I won’t go to the cops with a made up story about you, or not so made up. And Erin will never have to know.” I felt my mouth turn to cotton and my heart pick up.

                This wasn’t just putting me in danger. This was putting the love of my life in danger, this was putting our future at stake. Not only would this effect the two of us it would more than likely effect Erin’s friends and family. Molly and Carly, Tristan and Zach. I couldn’t do this to them.

                “Forget it Lou. The cops are going to look up your track record if you go to them with a story. Think they are going to believe what you say with a record like that? It’s not worth it, you won’t go to the cops.” I turned away and started to walk away. I was confident that this was going to be the last time I saw Louis. He wouldn’t have the nerve to show his face around me after tonight.

                “Hey Zayn.” I was actually hesitant to turn around, thinking maybe Louis wasn’t worth my time anymore, I had a wife to get home too. But on a wimp I turned around, and just as I did a loud bang filled the empty room with an echo.

                I wasn’t totally sure what had happened until I looked down. The sharp excruciating should have been a clue but I had to look down to understand just what had just happened. There was blood coming out of my side, lots and lots of blood. As I started to feel dizzy, I fell to my knees then straight to my face on the cold floor. As my head turned to the right I watched Louis, putting the gun back in his pocket, and making an exit. That was when everything went black.

                The last thing I thought of before the darkness fell over me, was Erin. With a full head of hair and a little boy in her hands smiling and laughing as Erin danced and sang to him.