Do I Scare You?- [Zayn Malik AU]

Chapter 50. {Making Friends}

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[Jay]

"What's the next mission then, guys? What's the plan?" I looked up at the only two people who were wide awake-- Tom and Zayn.

Zayn was gently playing with Sophia's waves as she slept on his lap, curled up next to his chest. He was watching her intensely, and it was quite strange to see him acting so differently to when I first met him.

When I first met him, he didn't give a crap about people's feelings. For him-- it was only about himself. He was quite overprotective when someone mentioned his mother, and that got him into many fights. I remember one time, he was going to get pretty beaten up by about ten thugs. They were built, strong, and there was bloody ten of them okay, it wasn't even a fair fight. I'm sure if Zayn was sober, he would've held his ground and not get as whipped as he was.

It was Siva and I who helped him out-- ha, we didn't fight though. But we helped him escape. Those hugs hadn't got the smartest minds, luckily I had Siva with me.

"I have no idea... for once in my life, I don't have a plan." Zayn shook his head, slightly shaking.

"I think when the time comes, you'll need to confront Niall. I have a feeling he won't leave otherwise. He still remembers you like you just met him yesterday. You obviously mean something to him."

Zayn rolled his eyes at me, "No bird, don't you think you'd remember your worst enemy? The one who stole the thing you were depending on for the most of your life-- calling the cops and was forced to call a truce in order for no future problems to occur. Those police people were stupid; they should've put him in jail, there and then. Not giving him some stupid 'truce' that would be broken easily in two years."

"Zen's right--" Zayn shot Tom at glare when Tom used the nickname that Zayn hated-- it was quite a funny nickname, though, "--he's right because I would hate and want revenge if I was in Niall's shoes."

"What are we going to do, though? Everything we do... is going to have some good and bad consequences. We just have to be ever so careful when we plan this mission. I man-- we have two girls to bare in mind-- two women." this job, that we don't even get pain for, is tougher then you think.

"There's nothing else to do, we can't delay this any longer. It's now or never." Tom announced, looking over at Zayn who was staring at the peacefully sleeping Sophia.

"I just don't want to loose her." we heard him mumble.

Tom rolled his eyes while I should've done the same, but mentally in my head I said 'aww' because-- for some weird reason, I'm really glad Zayn's found Sophia... and love. He's changed, and that's a good thing.

[flashback]

"Why the heck are you idiots touching me?! Peasants." this clearly drunk guy with raven spiky hair and rough looking clothes, glared up at myself and my newest friend, Siva.

After a few weeks of moping around, we decided we really needed to go out-- and try and live our lives. We never know when a bad thing will come and ruin our happiness.

I don't think words can explain how I felt about watching the murders of our twins. It's really hard to explain how I was feeling... it was so many different emotions.

"Get off-- I don't need you help!" he complain, attempting to get out of our strong hold-- but we didn't back down. Back then, we were good guys-- I guess we still are. We didn't want to leave him, he was so drunk it was unbelievable. I loved drinking too, but I wouldn't let myself get to that state. The thing was, Siva and I had already witnessed the terrible scene with our twins... so leaving this guy there, would just be like doing the same thing as what we had just done previously. We would be asking for another murder.