The room 102 - z.m fics

The come back

That guy was in the floor, with his eyes closed and his head bleeding, what made me remind of when me and Zayn were rapped. I automatically wanted to forget that but I couldn't, watching him right next to our feet.

-          Michael.. can I ask you something ? – I asked him. Seeing him stopping the car right between some trees.

-          Sure but first let me finish what he started. Stay in the van.

-          What will you do? – Zayn asked him, I could see him being nervous of knowing.

-          Nothing worse than what he tried to do.

Me and Zayn stayed in the van while we kept watching him taking the body and walking some steps away from there until we stopped to see him and that guy.

-          What do you think it will happen?

-          Do you want me to be honest, Zayn?

-          Yes!

-          He will kill him, we know how Michael works..

-          Maybe the guy isn't that bad, maybe he will just leave his body there..

-          No, I don't think so. Of course he is a great guy to us but he takes his job really serious..we are with the police now.

-          He is stronger than every police guy together, you know that.

-          Yes you are right but sometimes being strong is less powerful than being honest.

-          He probably doesn't get that, babe.

-          Zayn..do you think he fell in love with Zi, too?

-          It's possible..he is a human being and falling in love can happen to everybody.

-          Maybe it's the love that is making him doing all of this..don't you think?

-          Maybe.

We listened the door opening and it was Michael, alone, we automatically ended our conversation there seeing him entering in the van. I didn't want him to think anything bad about us, after us meeting again.

-          So, can I get a room in your house? – he asked us, already driving.

-          Sure..yes..yes you can. – Zayn said looking at me – I was thinking on call my family to come here.

-          I think we aren't safe enough, wait a bit more.

-          We are safe with you. – I said, with a simple smile.

-          Maybe it's better to wait some more days and wait for a sign from your mom..

-          Isn't my mom already arrested?

-          She is but don't you think she has somebody outside of the prison? Girl, she is one of the richest people in the Fashion Industry, she can pay to get out, she can pay somebody to do what she wants. Life gets easier when you are rich.

-          I still can't believe she was with them..

-          But you should do because she was one of the main leaders.

-          It's just so crazy..not even in the events, somebody noticed something. – Zayn made a confused face looking at the window.

-          Zayn, it's what I told her..when people are rich, they can do what they want.

  Me and Zayn kept looking outside until we arrived home. Michael hided his van inside our garage, where he just had toys and old materials of his grandfather. It was the perfect place to spend some hours catching sun. We presented the house to Michael, he solved to sleep in Cameran's room, since he had two beds.

-          You have a great house here! How much can I pay? .- he said looking around.

-          For what? – Zayn looked confused again.

-          For stay here some days, I don't feel good being here without giving you anything back.

-          You don't have to pay me anything, you make part of this family.

-          But I should give you something.

-          No, trust me..we don't need anything. Just protect us.

-          That's my job.

-          Is anybody paying you for that? – I asked him, curious.

-          In your case, I don't need to get paid. But if somebody needs me, they pay me and really well.

-          What do you mean our case?

-          Don't tell me that you don't know, Christine..

I looked at Zayn, without understanding what was happening. For the first time, that rude guy was blushing and smiling like a little kid.

-          We..we don't know. – Zayn answered.

-          We do things for love sometimes.

-          Love..oh..now..now I understand. – I smiled at him knowing he was talking about Zi.

-          I knew you would understand.

-          She likes you too!

-          What?

-          Yeah, she loves you. When I told her..well, I thought you had died so I had to tell her that and she..she cried for hours and I bet she still crying for that reason.

-          She doesn't, I sent her a sign already.

-          Which sign?

-          I sent her a letter one of those days, before coming here..it was hard to find the address again.

-          Wait..which address did you send?

-          To LA.

-          No! They are in Nice..oh damn, she still doesn't know!

-          Wait..wait..we can surprise her. When she arrives, I come in.

-          Hope she doesn't feel much sad until that moment.

-          I really love her.

That made my soul shine. It's so funny how people can fall in love, don't you think? No matter if you are a bad person, if you are a criminal, if you are an angel who fell out from the sky, no matter who you really are..human beings are meant to fall in love. Human brains only work 10% of their capacity and are those 10% that gives us the chance to fall in love and Michael, for more than he showed that he was more than a human..in the end, he was just like me or Zayn, he loved somebody, he could suffer for love, die for love, he was already doing something for love. And sometimes, people do crazy things for the person they love; human being don't whisper they love others every second but they express by actions, other words, smiles, laughs and that's what makes us humans.