Liam contacted his friends that used to work with him at that detective office. Well, they were professionals and Liam used to be an intern there but they used to spend a lot of time together. Of course when they learned that it was the Styles that they were dealing with, they wanted in. They immediately came over at Zayn's house.
"Zayn, this is Louis and that's Niall." Liam introduced them.
"Hi, it's so nice of you guys to help us." Zayn shook their hands.
"Hey, it's no problem. Really." Niall reassured him.
"Yeah. I mean, we wanted to catch those bastards since they killed that poor journalist." Louis said.
Just then Zayn's phone started ringing. "Oh my God, that's him. That's Harry!" Zayn yelled.
"Stop acting like a teenage girl and answer it!" Liam orderd.
Zayn put his phone on speaker. "H-hello?"
"Zayn it's me Harry. Can you pick me up at the St. Maria Hospital?"
"Harry? But I thought you were in surgery?"
They can't even keep a lie going to make it seem more realistic, Zayn thought."Yeah, about that. Can we-" Harry whimpered. "Can we talk in private?"
"So you didn't got into an accident?"
It was quiet for a minute. Zayn thought he had Harry hooked. Little did he know that a gun was pressing harder against Anne's temple with every passing second. Robin knew that if he held the gun against Harry, Harry still wouldn't call. So he used the one thing Harry still cared about, against him.
"I-i did." Harry saw the pain in Anne's eyes. "But my surgery went succesfull and I can go home."
In what world do hospitals work that way. Like first they need permission to perform a 'critical' operation and now the patient gets to go home on the same day. How believable. Truly an award winning storyline.
"Mhh... okay?" Zayn looked around for advise. All three boys motioned him to go.
"I'll be there.""At The parking lot." Harry added.
"Alright. See you there."
"Bye Zayn. I love you...please Remember that."
Harry closed his eyes. He couldn't hold it in any longer. The tears started to run down his cheeks.Robin ended the call.
"Please don't go. Please don't go Zayn." He quietly begged.
"Why did you guys tell me to go?" Zayn asked. The room was quiet, everyone seemed to have one thing on their minds, the last part that Harry said before ending the call.
"Hello?" Zayn waved his hands in front of the lads.
"Was it just me or did he sounded like he was crying?" Niall asked.
"No I heard it too." Liam agreed.
"And that last part though. What was it? Something like I love you, remember that?" Louis looked at Zayn. "Is that something that you guys do, like do you always add 'remember that' when you tell each other your I-love-you's?"
Zayn thought about it and shook his head. "No? Why?"
"Then why would he say that now?"
"I don't know." Zayn thought it was strange too. "But he practically invited me to meet death and you guys are letting me go?"
They nodded their heads. "But we're going with you, of course." Liam reassured his friend.
They quickly came up with a plan. It was quite simple, really. All they needed to do is follow Zayn to that parking lot, see what happens and if necessary take some action. It was sure that The Styles wanted to kill Zayn, but the question remains, how? Were they planning on running him over at that parking lot? Did they hired people to beat Zayn up? Or were they planning on abducting him? Either way, the three men would be watching from a distance. Of course they gave Zayn a gun to protect himself, just in case. He had learned how to shoot from a workshop a couple of years ago.
Liam called Yaser and told him about the plan. Yaser of course, told them how crazy dangerous they were being and that they should wait until the both of them get home. Yaser and Tricia were visiting an old family friend, two states away from home. Liam told him that the chance of Robin trying to kill them both was high, so he suggested to send some bodyguards to them. And explained that if Zayn, by chance, get forced to call Yaser up, Yaser should play along. For example, if Robin orders Zayn to ask Yaser to come to a place, Yaser should lie and say that he's on his way. They both agreed not to say a word to Tricia, only because they knew how she would react. Her babyboy was her life and she wouldn't want him to be an ace.
After the phone call Zayn drove to the parking lot. He had the gun in his back pocket. The whole drive he reflected on his life. How did he end up in this situation? If things don't go as planned this could he his very last day on earth. His orginal plan was a bit different than the plan Liam and the other boys agreed on. Zayn still wanted to kill Robin and Harry. It wasn't wrong of him to want that. He wasn't overreacting. This was his plan all along. The only mistake he made along the way was to actually fall in love with Harry. But that was Zayn's problem. He could deal with his stupid feelings later. If Harry can go through with his orginal plan after everything then so can Zayn.
Liam, Niall and Louis were driving right behind him in a black car. Niall loaded the guns and handed the lads a couple of knives. "We aren't actually going to fight, Niall." Louis explained.
"I know. But better safe than sorry."
"We just need Robin or Harry to confess their plan, get that on tape and call the cops." Liam went over their plan again.
"We could handcuff them in the meantime."
"Anything that you want. Just no killing." Liam warned.
Soon they were driving up to the hospital's parking lot. Zayn parked his car and stepped out. Louis parked his car a couple of feet from Zayn's. They all got their binoculars out and watched how Zayn was greeted by Robin.
"Where is Harry?" Zayn immediately asked.
"He's over there." He pointed at the very back.
Zayn knew he was lying, but walked with him anyways. Louis saw that and immediately started up his car.
Zayn and Robin stopped in front of a mini van. "That's strange, he was just here a minute ago." Robin looked around. "Maybe you should call him."
Zayn didn't trust any of that, but for the sake of it, he played along. While Robin opened the backdoor, Zayn took out his phone. He was going to unlock it when suddenly Robin grabbed it out of his hand and pushed him into the mini van. It all happened so quick, it was impossible for Zayn to fight back.
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Cruel {Zarry}
FanfictionZayn grabbed a fist full of brown curls, pulling Harry's head back while slowly tracing the outline of his face with the black gun. "Didn't someone's little plan just backfired?" He chuckeld. " I think it just did, babe." "Zayn, I can explain. Plea...