I Don't Need My Heart *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

<<Zayn's POV>>

<<The next day>>

It was finally getting cold. I mean, it was November, and the air was getting nippy. Thankfully, we lived in a place that was relatively warm. I shaved my head last night. It would make it easier to disguise. Today, we're gonna bail Harry out. But I knew I had to do it successfully. Being imprisoned isn't what I'm worried about. It was being imprisoned by someone else. Who's been tryna to stalk me for so long. I've got a huge price on my head. Nobody knows the full story. Well, Nicki did and maybe Louis does.

I looked at Niall. Even though I only got about like, four hours of sleep, I was wide awake. Out here, you can never know what's coming next. I brushed off the hair and put on my shirt. Louis and Liam had already left. I'm pretty sure that they're dealing together. Louis smuggles drugs and Liam sells them. Welp, not like I'm complaining. Cardi and Harry were sleeping. Harry had a tired look in his eyes. He looked sick. Chances were that he didn't use a condom. Nicki rarely did. I sighed.

"Niall, time to go to work." I ordered. Niall slowly woke up and I tossed another blanket on him.

"Gosh, it's so much colder today." He stated.

"Yeah, well we're gonna survive through this." I replied.

"Hey, what happened? Why did you shave your head?" Niall asked.

"What do you think? For practicality of course." I scoffed. "Geez, we need to get out now, time's burning up. We quickly got ready and went out to work. After getting some cheap food from a fast food restaurant. We walked around and decided to go 'shopping'.

"Zayn, after we get the money, and Harry returns to his old job, what dreams do you have to do?" Niall asked. "What are your hopes and dreams?" He asked. I sighed. As much as I wanted to have a royal life, I couldn't. I have to create a fake identity. I'll have to hide.

"I don't know." I answered.

"Well, I want to have a happy life, maybe become a celebrity? And I'd take you with me, you'll be world famous and everybody will know your name!" He chirped. I shook my head. Yeah, and then we'll both be dead. I thought. In a snap of a finger, I could be an instant millionaire. But I wouldn't have my head. A dead millionaire is still dead.

"No." I replied. "I don't want to be famous." I said. "I just want to survive, to help others get a better life." I said.

"Well, okay," Niall answered, "Suit yourself, I suppose."

<<Flashbacks>>

"Well, so now since we've got about a few million, do you wanna go on a fancy date?" Nicole asked.

"No Nicole , I already told you about what happened last time." I answered. Nicole was my new girlfriend. I was seventeen, she was twenty. She hacked ATMs with me and we acquired about several hundreds of thousands of dollars. Well, we were in a hacking gang underground. Then I pulled a quick one and poisoned everyone.

"Well okay, but we got all this money, so now what? I know that whatever his name is, is trying to get it out for you, but come on, we really gotta enjoy life, you know?" Nicole asked. She was nerdy at first, but under her blouse and wide rimmed glasses, were not lean, but toned muscles and minty perfume. We lived in an RV, since we're always on the move.

"Hey, I can treat you better." I whispered, seductively.

"Hey, and I thought you gave up with being a slut." She replied, with a stern look. "Sex is good, but not like going out on a fancy dinner, or casino." She answered, tapping her dominatrix acrylics.