Chapter 3

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*Zayn POV*
I lean against the wall of a library waiting for Tyron. We grew up with each other and passed through so much shit and we're still close. So I guess you can call us 'best friends'. It's a blessing to have him. Like for real I don't think that other people would have done all this shit for and with me. I hear a voice calling "Bro". Is that Ty? I look to the left and to the right but I can't see nobody. Who is fucking with me? Suddenly I get pushed from behind . What the fuck ? I turn around ready to kick the mothafucking shit out of the person that pushed me when I see that it's only Ty.

" I was about to kill you" I say laughing .

"You didn't expect that. Did you?" Ty asks laughing at me.

I shake my head in response.

"So what's good ? You got it ?" I ask curiously.

"£3600"

My jaw drops. He hands me a bag.
"Well you worked hard you deserve it"

"Ice already paid your rent and them other bills . So you can buy whatever you want with the money Z"

That were really dope news. I could finally buy myself a bed and some new clothing . Cause that couch is not really what your people would call 'comfy'. But it's better than sleeping under the bridge tho. Man,Ice is doing so many things for me.
Life is getting better.

"Wanna go to a pub? " I suggest.

"Yeah, sure ."

A few hours later

"So ,Ice told me that there was a young lad at your door, the last time he checked on you " Ty says raising his one eyebrow.

"My neighbooor " I say trying to hide my smiling face.

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