Niall's Pov
Four days have passed and Rosalie hasn't woken up yet. Zayn has been going crazy he was finally let out two days ago. There was something in Rosalie that had changed Zayn. Zayn hasn't really been out with other girls or drinking as much as he used to. The way Zayn looks at Rosalie, its pure adoration. Even though he doesn't want to admit it, he does fancy her. But I know for a fact if she doesn't want him like he wants her it will destroy Zayn just like last time, even more maybe.
My phone rang. Making me lose my train of thought. I quickly slid the green icon to answer.
"Hello Da?, yes he has gotten out. Yeah. No She's still unconscious. Zayn is still a prime suspect. Zayn said it was three guys. That's all he knows. No Da. We don't know anything. Police are sure it was Zayn. It happened at her work, Yeah that's name of the cafe. Ok I'll let you know if anything else turns up. Yes Da I love you too. Goodbye."
I hung up the phone. Some Irish Kings member were here already. I didn't know who they were and will never know. Just for precaution. I just hoped all of these cleared up. I hate seeing Zayn like this. He blames himself. He hasn't left Rosalie's side only to go home and shower, then he will return he always spent the night. She sure is something if she has Zayn doing this for her. The old Zayn might be back and maybe even better.
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Zayn's Pov
I haven't left her side, not wanting to leave in case she woke up. The police still think it's me. Her bruised up face was looking better each day. She still had a swollen lip and a slight gash on her face, but she still looked beautiful to me. I haven't known this girl for long but there was this pull towards her. Almost at love at first sight no matter of how of a cliche that sounded. Almost as if we're supposed to have met, like if she's my soul mate. Like if we're went to be together. Even if it sounded so utterly insane, she's the one for me. Look at her, she's so gorgeous. Behind those dark chocolate eyes of her, there is a fire. She seems like the type of girl that has so many secrets to her and is just waiting to be shared with a special someone. She's fierce.
"Zayn? " She was waking up and saying my name, her eyes slowly opened looking around the room until they stopped to stare at me.
"Where am I Zayn? What happened?" She asked. Her heart monitor was beeping faster.
"Shh love you got to rest settle down a bit, and I'll tell you if you don't remember." She nodded and patiently waited for me to continue.
"Love remember when I went to go see you at the restaurant, and told you I was going to pick you up so we can hang out?" She nodded.
"Well when your boss told you to take out the trash, you were attacked by three guys they beat you up pretty ba-"
"Did they.. did they r-rrape me?" She asked tears streaming down her face..Fear was plastered on her face. Her eyes turned a lighter brown as the tears formed in her eyes.
"I remember they tore my shirt and started pulling my pants off, please Zayn tell me they didn't touch me like that. Please!" She was completely frantic now. She was sobbing, she held my hand begging me to tell her it wasn't true.
"No baby, no they didn't I didn't let them, they ran off before they could do you more harm." Her heart monitor was going crazy causing the nurses to come in and check on her. I assured them she was fine.
"Rosie you've been unconscious for half a week now. I've been staying here all the time only going home to shower. The lads have been here too, and I'm glad you've woken up. I've been so worried love."
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Rosalie's Pov
Zayn was here, he was here for me. I have never had someone care for me like this. I took a deep breath until a sharp pain hit my side and I winced.
"You have a couple of bruised ribs and one broken." Zayn said. I looked into his eyes and saw so much concern, love even.
No he couldn't love me. I'm ordinary Nothing special I'm sure he would leave me. He would find somebody else better than me. They always leave. Always. I couldn't have my heart broken not again.
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Irish Kings members Pov
We looking for the men that attacked that poor girl. We went to her job took the tapes of the cameras from the cafe. We looked over it there wasn't much too see it was a bit dark but we were able to make out the faces. We put the tapes back and made our own copies. We would have to run the images in our own data base that was more sophisticated than the police's.
We made our way to our hotel a place where we were staying at until the job was done. I ran the images and immediately three matches showed up.
"Look man, we've got them. The first one Mark Jones, and he was many charges pressed against him, some for assault, armed robbery, and domestic violence. says he beat his younger sister because of a guy she was talking too."
"That scum, we have to put an end to this guy what about the other two?" My partner asked.
"Michael Ruddington, same for armed robbery, and assault. And James Keller, for assault and armed robbery as well."
"Well let's go find them make them confess and when they're inside we take care of them." My partners said.
We got their addresses and drove to where each one of them lived. We parked down the street and watched for a bit. All the three boys where there. What luck.
We got out our guns and screwed on our silencers we weren't going to kill them not yet at least. For now these where just to put the fear in them. I walked up to the front while my partner made his way towards the back entrance. We both went in the same time. We have done this so many times it's like second nature to us.
"Get down on the floor now. Get down I said."
"What is this man, please don't hurt me we didn't do anything. " One of them said.
"We have heard differently, see you hurt a young girl, and the people that know her ain't to happy about it. The waitress remember her?"
"That bitch is lying we didn't do anything."
I landed a hit across his face making him bleed.
"Now listening your going to do exactly what I am going to tell you to do. You and your buddies are going to turn your selves in admit to what you did to that poor girl. Got it cause if you don't we're going to come back and they're ain't gonna be much talking alright?"
"Y-yes Ok I'll do it just let us live." The guy said.
"And make sure you don't tell the police we payed you a visit, cause then we are going to make sure your six feet under."
I spit on him.
"You piece of shite." I said. I landed a kick to their face before we left. We walked out and made the call to our boss telling him it was done.
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Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)
Fiksi PenggemarWe are the same people but from different worlds. He is famous good looking he comes from a good family. His name is Zayn Malik. I on the other hand was plain, ordinary, grew up in the Foster care system, I don't have a family. My name is Rosalie Ra...