Psycho ↱ Zayn au

•chapter two•

*THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW*

As zayn was sitting at his desk signing papers stan approached quietly while smacking a newspaper in front of zayn while lowly chuckling. It read:

"LAST NIGHT FIVE OF LONDON'S POLICE WERE BURN TO ASH. WHO WOULD COMMIT SUCH A CRIME. COULD IT BE LONDON'S WORSE CRIMINAL ZAYN MALIK?"

Zayn quietly read the article while chuckling lowly.

"Why they always gotta think its me?" zayn asked.

"Because your the only one who burns police to ash." replied stan.

"Touchè" Zayn laughed.

"Hey zayn we still doing that job later?" Stan asked while inspecting his nails.

"Well duh mate." Zayn replied

"M'kay just wondering." Stan replied.

"Just in case I'm gonna call Lou." Zayn reassured.

"Do you really have to?" Stan groaned in response.

"Yes." Zayn replied sternly.

"I'm calling him right now actually." Zayn spoke as he pressed his phone to his ear and started talking to "Lou".

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A black Land Rover pulled into the lot in front of the quite large and slightly abandoned warehouse. Then the warehouse door opened and out walked none other than zayn and Stan who quickly walked up to his side. They walked to the black Land Rover while the drivers side opened and out popped a lad wearing a grey beanie that showed his light brown silky hair and a black top with a design of a hand making the peace sign in the colors of the British flag and black tight skinny jeans. The lad was inked all over his skin much like zayn. The brown haired lad smiled once he saw zayn and walked over to give him a small hug.

"Zayn! Mate,it's been a while hasn't it?" He spoke happily

"Yes,yes it has been louis." Zayn replied

"Oh uh hi Sean?" The lad hesitantly asked

Stan only snorted and walked away.

"Hmm still a ditto I see isn't he?" Louis asked

Zayn only rolled his eyes and walked to the car with Stan to get in. Louis laughed and accompanied the boys in the car.

"So were heading to Johns,right?" Louis asked.

Zayn only nodded while staring out the window watching the night sky with its stars that shine so bright. The three boys finally pulled up to a two story house in the outskirts of London.

"Okay boys. Remember you find John and bring him downstairs. Okay?"

"Okay" the two blokes replied.

They then picked the lock of the house and quietly ran in. Louis slowly jogged upstairs to find the master room. Stan slowly followed and opened the first door on his right. He found the room belonged to a small boy as he laid in a small yellow race car shaped bed. Stan only sighed as he quietly walked to the boy picked him up and carried him downstairs. Louis on the other hand found the master room after checking two doors. One being a play room and other having nothing but a small table and two small bags of cocaine. As louis entered the master room he slipped on a ski mask and put his beanie over it.

"Get up asshole!" Louis yelled to the man laying down accompanied next to a women.

The man only grumbled in his sleep and tossed and turned. Louis let out a deep sigh as he pointed a gun to the roof and shot two times.

"I SAID GET UP!" He yelled

The man and women only screamed and cowered in the sheets.

"Pathetic" louis muttered under his breathe.

"Oi,louis what the hell?" Stan yelled from down the hall as he walked into the room.

"Just get over here and get the women."

"Sure"

As Stan and Louis both walked the man and women downstairs with guns held to the back of their heads zayn patiently waited downstairs in the living room.

"hello John" Zayn greeted with a bitter sweet sinister grin.

Louis threw the man to his knees before zayn,just as Stan gently layed the women next to the man.

"WHERE'S MY MONEY JOHN?!" zayn yelled out of the blue.

"I...I dont know." john whispered.

As zayn had yelled there were quiet sobs behind him on the couch. A small little boy about the age of seven with blonde hair and brown eyes. Zayn eyes lit up,but not with a light of joy,a light of pure darkness.

"Aw. Now what do we have here?" Zayn lowly asked

"Please! Just leave him alone!" John yelled.

"Calm yourself. I wont hurt him,It's only you who will be feeling pain for tonight." Zayn remarked

As speaking zayn slowly approached the boy and swooped him into his arms. Zayn brought the boy over to the man John and sat him down next to him. The boy as soon as he was set down cuddled into his fathers side,neglecting the woman to his left.

"why dont you hug your mother as well?" spoke zayn

"Because she's not my mummy. She's my nanny." the little boy returned.

"oh! She's your nanny!" zayn sing songed.

As Zayn sing songed his sentence he pulled out his hand gun and fully loaded it. He then begun to juggle it around then tossing it to Stan from Stan to Louis and back to zayn.

"So she's your nanny hmm?"

"Well little boy your father has been very bad. Sleeping with someone whom he is not married to. That is a sin and deathly sin for it he shall be punished. As saying so Zayn loaded his gun once more aimed the point to John's forehead and slowly pulled the trigger.

There was silence all around the house for all you could hear from upstairs was nothing but yelling and sobs from downstairs. A few shouts and a few shouts their and a quick sob. A sinister laugh and a loud pop. Following after a small frail sob and a cry of a women. Footsteps next,front door closing and nothing but a loud engine roaring. Following after nothing but pure silence. A dark silence that took over the house in a matter of moments for the devil's double had just done a dark deed once again. And if you listen you can hear a roar of applause and whistling. Only one's imagination can help one imagine of the things cheering for such a horrible fate.