insane | zayn malik

Insane 2 | Exchange

Insane 2 | Exchange

third person pov.

"Harry, are you sure about this?" Mori asked, and for once in a long time she was actually nervous. I'm talking about "biting your fingernail" kind of nervous.

"Yes, you guys are gojng to have to trust me," Harry spoke throwing the black duffle bag in the back of the dark blue van. "This is all for Bazzi. I'm not giving up on him."

"So that's it? You're turning yourself in?" Zayn huffed crossing his arms.

"Again, you guys have to trust me," Harry replied.

Mori and Zayn gave each other a certain look.

Harry had announced that he was going to turn himself in to the Macho family for an exchange for Bazzi. Everybody thought that he was absolutely insane. There were many arguments and other suggestions on other ways to settle this issue. Harry didn't listen to any of it and sticked to what he was going to do. Nothing could really convince him otherwise. He had already made up and his mind. No matter how much his crew pleaded with him to listen to them, it was too late. Harry had a master plan and he needed everybody to trust him.

Mori and Zayn were the only ones who Harry allowed to tag along with. He ordered everyone else to stay at the SH until Bazzi was brought back. It confused his gang to why he chose Mori over the other members. Afterall, he had kicked her out but they didn't second guess his ways. They had to trust him and do whatever he told them to do. Mori herself was confused but didn't question it. If Harry was going to trust me then let it be, she thought to herself. During the car ride she had mixed emotions about this.

"Harry I'm sorry," Mori apologized softly. "I feel like this was all my fault."

"You don't have to apologize," Harry says twisting the rings on his fingers. "I know where your mind was at from the beginning. Jus' wished you would have listened to me and not let your big head get in the way of things."

"I understand," she nods looking down.

"But I forgive you," Harry told her afterwards.

"You do?" She asked getting teary-eyed. "Like..you don't hate me?"

"Never hated you Mori. I was just upset..but yeah, I forgive you," Harry tells her.

Even though that was all said the moment the van stopped the atmosphere had changed. Harry gulped at the sight of the old abandoned elementary building he used to attend. Huge tress surrounding it. The van was parked far away from the school. It was about eight o'clock at night. The sun had just gone down so it wasn't completely pitch black dark.

"Zayn, get in the passenger seat," Harry ordered. "And Mori, get in the back."

Mori unbuckled her seatbelt and crawled towards the back. Zayn moved over to the passenger seat, and after that Harry moved up to the driver's seat.

"What was that for?" Zayn asked curiously.

"I said that I would come here by myself," Harry explained getting himself situated. "If they saw you get out then they would have cut the deal off. So if they were watching..I had to make sure that I get out on the driver's side."

"Are you serious about this Harry?" Zayn asked looking at the creepy school building ahead of him.

"Peachy," Harry hummed. "Mori, can you hand me the duffle bag?"

"Yeah," she reached below the seats and grabbed the bag full of money to hand it over to Harry. "Now, are you good?"

"Yeah," Harry breathed. "Whatever you do, don't get out of the van. Let Bazzi get in the driver's seat when he comes. Then Zayn, switch spots with him if he's hurt, which I sadly assume that he's going to be. A med-kit is underneath the seats for him Mori."

"Is that it?" Mori asked worriedly. "Is there anything else we should know?"

"That's it. I'll be fine," he then opened the door to get out the van.

Since the van was hidden by some thick trees it was kinda hard to see him. His tall frame then started to get smaller and smaller the more further he walked towards the building. Mori and Zayn held each other's hands, hoping and praying that this crazy bastard was right.

Harry approached the front of the school with the duffle bag full of money in his hand. The school doors opened and there revealed Lonzo with a wide smile on his face. Some men had Bazzi in their hold as they escorted him down the steps.

"Harry," Bazzi had fell to the ground after being pushed down by Lonzo's people. There was a few cuts on his face, but it was nothing too serious to what Harry saw. "W-What are you doing here?"

"Everything is going to be okay," Harry murmured lowly, picking his guy back up to stand him on his feet. As smoothly as possible Harry slipped a very small piece of paper in Bazzi's hand as Harry embrace him. "Turn right and keep walking until you find the van. You have to trust me on this. Everyone does," he finished off secretly before walking past him.

"Come on Harry," Lonzo called out impatientl. "We have a lot of talking to do my friend."

"We sure do," Harry replied seriously, turning back to see that Bazzi was limping away from the school like he told him. From knowing that he proceeded to walk up the stairs and into the school.

"Is that Bazzi?" Zayn squinted his eyes, seeing a figure walking towards the van. He didn't know exactly who it was, and he started to grow antsy.

Mori tensed up when she saw it too. As the person got closer she started to get nervous. The grip on her gun tightened and her heart started to accelerate.

"Don't even move," Zayn muttered drawing his gun out.

The driver's side opened and they both drew out their guns ready to shoot if necessary. But when they saw who it was they dropped their weapons immediately.

Bazzi had barely made it to the van. Let alone a few steps outside the school. With some strength that he had left he got in and closed the driver's door. Eyes then closing and body going limp the moment he laid his head backwards.

"Shit, get him," Mori made room for him while Zayn took him out of the driver's seat. She adjusted his head in her lap, looking for signs of anything but she didn't know what happened to him.

Zayn switched in the driver's seat and started the van. He reversed the vehicle quickly and got the hell out of there.

"Bazzi, can you hear me?" Mori asked looking down at someone who was like her little brother. It crushed her seeing him like this.

"Is he okay?" Zayn asked driving down the roads with his foot pressing hard against the gas petal.

"He's breathing," Mori observed, she pushed his curls out his face and sighed deeply. "I think he's just worn out."

"N..N-Note," Bazzi whispered, making Zayn's neck snap back then onto the road again.

"He's saying something," Zayn ran the red light, not giving a fuck.

"Bazzi, can you hear me?" Mori asked looking down at him. A relief washing over her when he opened his eyes. "God, you're okay."

"Note," Bazzi lifted up his balled fist then opened it to reveal the piece of folded paper Harry had gave to him before the exchange.

Mori took the note and looked at him with a frown, "Who gave this to you?"

"Harry," Bazzi coughed, wheezing a bit. "You..you have to trust him."

At this point, they had no idea what's in store for them.

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IMPORTANT A/N: from here on out it is very important to pay attention to details . everyone & everything will play a huge role throughout the plot.

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