......nothing happened.
I peeked from under Zayn's jacket only to see that the car was gone. It was no longer moving towards us. I glanced at Zayn only to see he was slowly lowering his arm, he must've pushed the car away because now it was on the other side of the lot. His eyes were looking off into the distance so i followed his gaze with mine and saw he was staring intensley at the boy who had sent that car flying towards us and was now standing with his back facing us inside of a small office.
I glanced back at Zayn and saw that his eyes were grey now.
Then, without turning to look at me once Zayn grabbed my arm ducking as he pulled me past cars. Where were we going?
"We're not going anywhere." he said making sure to emphasize the first word.I just stared at him a bit frightened that he answered that. Did i mumble it aloud? I could've swore it was in my head.
And what did he mean by we're?
"What do you mean?" i asked as he pulled me to the door of the little office and retrieved keys from his pocket.
"Just wait here." he said meeting my eyes, before looking back at the doorknob slowly inserting the keys into it.
"Zayn, what are you doing?" i asked as i fearfully watched his grey eyes so fixated upon getting the door to open.
"I need to take care of someone." he said as he gestured with his gaze toward the person standing inside of the building and i quickly looked back at Zayn.
"Your not going to hurt Michael." i said with eyes widened as Zayn began to turn the knob.
"He's become a bit of a problem, and it's getting on my damn nerves." he spat and i grew alarmed as i saw that he was almost in the room.But I had to warn Michael, even if he did try to ruin me tonight this was not the way to handle your problems Zay... i thought before i let a high shrill escape from my lips.
I watched as Zayn's eyes widened as he let the keys slip from his hands and shoved me into a nearby wall, covering my mouth with his hand staring intensley into my eyes, and then over to Michael who apparently hadn't heard.
"You think this is wrong? I'm fucking saving you. And yes.... this is the way i handle my problems." he growled before not bothering to even look for the keys, but instead using his gaze which emitted a red light from his eyes, to break the door down.
"Zayn!" i shouted as i began to reach out for his arm.
But before i could reach out and even touch him I was thrown from my upright position to land roughly on the pavement and i whinced in pain as soon as i had stopped skidding.
Within seconds I felt a sharp pain under my shirt and i briefly lifted it up and looked down at my side, seeing that my skin was torn from skid marks.
I hissed as i held onto it desperatley trying to stop the bleeding before propping myself on my elbow to stare back at the office where glass suddenly shattered from the windows, and i quickly threw my arms over my head before looking back up.
I gasped in horror as i saw Michael laying there motionless on the pavement with glass shattered about him.
I covered my mouth before a sobbing sound began to escape from my lips. "Michael!" i managed to scream out before Zayn was at my side pulling me up by my arm and dragging me away towards the car again.
I desperatley tried to free myself from his grasp but he quickly opened the back door and was about to push me in when he heard a cry from the far right of the parking lot, "Malik!" Ashton shouted as he ran towards him.
Zayn quickly looked back at the car, flinging the driver door open yelling, "Drive!" as he pushed me in. Then sat himself in the back of the car, rolling down the window, and aiming at Ashton with red beams of light.
I sat there with tears streaming down my face, i was dizzy with nausea. The noise that Michael's body made as it hit the cold hard pavement continued to replay. The sight of his closed eyelids sent a chill down my spine. And the droplets of blood that began to drip from his body due to the shattered glass left me gagging. How was i ever going to erase that image from my mind?
"I said drive!" Zayn shouted and i instantly came back to the current situation.
How did he expect me to help him after he had murdered a human being?
I bit my lower lip as i rested my head on the stearing wheel pondering what to do. I then licked my now salty lips that had been stained with the tears i cried for Michael. For his family. For my family. For my longing to go home.
Not only had i been kidnapped, but i'd witnessed two murders now.
"What the fuck ?Drive!" Zayn screamed and i lifted my head slightly to look out the mirror on the sides of the car. Ashton was gaining speed by the second.
I slowly turned the keys in the ignition and breathed out slowly as i hovered my foot over the gas pedal.
"Marlowe listen to me, if you don't move this car now you'll die too. And trust me i'll make sure of that." Zayn said with tension in his voice as he stared into my eyes through the rearview mirror.
My eyes stared coldly into his. As long as he was distracted by Ashton, i had control of the car i thought. Control of my fate. Maybe i could even give both of us what we wanted. I could get him away from Ashton and in the process drive myself home.
But he just murdered someone i thought. I shook my head dismissing the thought. If i died in the process so be it.
I've made my decision.
"Just know that i'm not doing this for you." i said before locking my eyes intensley on the exit, pressing the gas pedal as hard as i could towards my freedom. I was in control now Zayn.
