TAINTED | Zayn Malik

Chapter 38| Got a secret?

After everything seemed to be settled, we all slowly parted ways to start everything, Denzel got into the car with Taylor and everyone while N'dra stayed behind to focus on everything. Zayn, however stood a few spaces away from me, both of us waiting on Liam to show up to drop me off. It would've been easier if I just walked the rest of the way but Zayn was very stubborn on me waiting for the ride, because him doing it would just be way too risky especially since the cameras in the front of the house were upgraded. We couldn't take any chances, this was one shot and it was all on me to get them inside. I tried not to think about the eerie thought of getting caught, but if it came down to that I would just have to come up with something.

My thoughts were pushed aside when Zayn suddenly moved, standing above me with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. Both hands shoved into his slacks, I swallowed heavy before standing up as well. My height in no way coming close to his giant frame, the constant training and healthy eating showing through his clothing now. My eyes trailing up until I reached his face, my face becoming hot as I realized he just watched me check him out completely.

"You seem nervous..." The end of his lips twitched, making me roll my eyes at him.

I shrugged, looking away from him before inhaling the bittersweet taste of the tobacco before letting it go. "I'm not nervous about anything, I just want everything to be over." Part of that statement was true so I didn't have to feel bad about lying, the process of this was just so slow and longer than I wanted it to be.

He nodded turning and looking into the street, his posture completely straight that I almost thought he was uncomfortable. But that was his natural state, being so off putting and powerful. I could watch him from the side all night and not get bored, most people would though... They would see nothing but just a rough guy who didn't know how to show a crack of emotion if it killed him. I used to think that but briefly in certain ways he showed it, that he wasn't too far gone and humanity was still lingering in his brain. He wasn't a animal like people made him out to be, especially in the ring. That still didn't take away what he did for a living, but that also made me wonder how did his life take a turn point, before I could stop myself I asked him.

"When did you get into this whole thing?" I asked low but it was enough for him to hear, turning around to face me with his eyebrows furrowed.

I could tell he was thinking deep about what I just asked him before taking a seat where I was just sitting, he scratched at his beard for a moment before looking back at me. "What thing are we talking about here?" He raised an eyebrow.

We both knew exactly what I was asking, but he was far too difficult that a simple question was just too much for him. He would have me refer to one thing just so he could say exactly that without revealing too much. As if any of it was a secret at this point, if I was too exposed of something then he wouldn't show me. But he didn't hesitate to keep it all hidden anymore, so in a way he was kind of opening it up to me. Just without vocalizing 'Hey, I have come to know a lot about you after invading your privacy and learned that you're okay to be around sometimes. So, in return you can watch me beat the crap out of someone or kill them as a reward for not turning me into the cops.' So, this should be completely nothing but even that was pushing the limit. But I had none when it came to him, just like he had none in-regards to me.