•ZAYN•
Whenever I told Erick that I feel like I was being watched —which honestly felt like it was been going for like the last 6 months— he'd have different answers each time.
"Bro you're paranoid, next thing you'll say there is an invisible demon about to eat your face."
Then there's,
"Malik, look, you're pretty handsome, the kind of handsome that would turn heads, so that's probably why you feel like that."
And there's..
"Man, there's no one behind you, we're in the public, you're not detective Zayn now, you're Jawaad the citizen, you're trippin'."
Here I am, paranoid and anxious sitting in my office, fidgeting with a pencil. paranoid because today I don't feel like I'm being watched, it's like I got used to the feeling, and now not feeling like I'm being watched feels weird, it doesn't even make sense but somehow it does to me.
Anxious because, femme fatale, has somehow escaped prison. And her court trail supposed to be in about 2 weeks. And since I'm the one responsible for her case, I'm supposed to find her, and get her to her court trail December the 10th, today is November the 22nd, I got 18 days to find her. Or else, I'll lose my job.
Sighing, I look at my watch noticing it's 9:23 pm, I'm so tired, and hungry. all day long I've been in my office, I haven't eaten breakfast, or have eaten during lunch break, I've been drinking coffee all day. I stretch my arms out and yawn, then I remembered that Jazlynn would have already landed and that she'd FaceTime me soon.
My mood already lightens up just by thinking about her. I think, I love her, but it's insane, we haven't been dating for that long, and if I told her I loved her she'd probably freak out and leave me. But what if what I'm feeling isn't actually love, just strong attraction an—
"Yo Malik, you planning on sleeping here? C'mon we're leaving to have dinner."
Erick's voice snaps me out of my thoughts, I sigh, fetch my keys and get up.
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"Hey baby." Jazlynn says cheerily as soon as the FaceTime connects.
I was so eager to talk to her, as soon as I got home I took a shower and called her on FaceTime, I'm currently laying on my bed, just wearing boxers since it's almost bed time for me.
"Hey love, how are you feeling?" I say, without being able to prevent the smile on my face.
"Kinda jet lagged," She yawned. "God I miss you already!" She whined cutely.
It warmed my insides, she's laying on her stomach, the phone is placed of the headboard, it's focused on her face, she's pouting, God she is so precious.
"Aww baby. You'll be back soon. You just enjoy your little vacay and have fun without me, I'm okay with that." I chuckled, I mean, I miss her but I would never stop her from living her life.
"Mhm." She suddenly smirks and gets up.
"Where are you going?" I narrow my eyes at her.
She turns on the light, I look around her room, I furrow my eyebrows because it doesn't look like a hotel room, suddenly she got back on screen.
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Red Verification | z.m ✔️
Fanfictionver·i·fi·ca·tion ˌverəfəˈkāSH(ə)n/ noun the process of establishing the truth, accuracy, or validity of something. -- She's a stalker, a robber, a criminal and she's dangerous, but goddamn beautiful. She wants many things in life, wealth, a reputat...