*A.n. Well if you read my last story, hopefully you'll enjoy this one! But if you haven't, go read it! Anyway, I know it's been forever, and I know I promised a leprechaun story, but then I remembered I'm Irish and I wouldn't like to be viewed as a leprechaun. Ah well, here's I really mean forever.*
Tom sighs as he drives down the motorway. He's tired and just want's to retire. The drug business is quite hard after all. He sings along to the radio before his phone rings. The caller ID reads 'Scooter'. He wonders why their dirty cop would be calling him before answering it.
"What is it?" he answers coldly, too stressed for politeness.
"We just got an anonymous tip on one of your boys, Zayn Malik. Some cops are heading over there now. You should warn him." Scooter tells him.
"I don't see why I should, let the fag get arrested, not my problem." Tom spits back.
"Well if they get him in he might rat on you."
"He wouldn't."
"You never know."
Tom hangs up. Should he call Zayn? Shouldn't he? Zayn doesn't deserve a tip off, but what if he does rat everyone out?
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I Really Mean Forever (Ziall Horlik) (Good Boy, Bad Boy Sequel)
Hayran KurguNiall Horan, the innocent secret billionaire, and Zayn Malik, the ex-drug dealing bad boy, have been dating almost a year when Zayn's worst nightmare comes true. How will the boys survive away from each other? Will they be stronger than they ever ha...
