The Intern

Chapter 9

Last day of internship. 6 weeks since I met Zayn, 6 weeks since my life changed. I was preparing to get my ass off this place when I got a text from Z.

"Tonight we're going to celebrate, go home and wear something nice. I'll pick you up at 8:00pm, zm xx" 

I smiled to my phone and i couldn't help but sigh. He's so perfect.

"Happy that you're getting out of here or is that Malik?" Dora, my boss, asked me with a smile on her face. We actually became good friends.

"Both, both is good." I smiled at her and then i caught a pair of green eyes staring at me.

"Ok, i'll admit. I'm going to miss you Styles." I said to Harry, who smiled back.

"It was a pleasure to work with you. Don't think that I will stop talking to you, I wil text you everyday." He said hugging me and I could sence his perfume, I liked it.

I said all my goodbyes to all of them and I walked out of the door. I could say that I will miss this place, but if I said that I was lying. I will miss Harry and Dora, but fuck, that place was boring. Now I have to go home cause It's already 6:30pm and... Oh FUCK, i still have to walk home and I have so much to do, I better hurry.

It was 7:57pm and I was proudly ready. I usualy don't get ready on time but with Zayn I learned that I have to be on time or he would just kill me. I applied a red lipstick and I got the usual text from Zayn. I looked myself in the mirror one last time and I was normal. A white crop top that stopped right above my belly button, high wasted black leggings, cut out boots and a blazer. Meh, it's normal me. I got out of the house, saying goodbye to my mom and Zayn was waiting inside of the car.

"Hello angel," He said when I got inside of the car. "You look flawless." 

I smiled to him and looked down, blushing. I felt his hand on my chin and he forced me to look at him and his face was right in front of mine. He then connected our lips and I was lost and forgot about everything.  

"Where are we going exactly?" I said while Zayn was driving. I was just singing some songs to keep me entertained.

"I thought we could go to a nice restaurant to celebrate the fact that you are now free from that shitty place" He said smiling while looking at the road.

I Just smiled back and held his hand.

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"Why don't you like him?" I asked Zayn while we were waiting for our food. The place was very cozy and chilled, I liked it.

"He looks at you in a way that I don't like. I just can't stand him." He replied to my question about Harry.

"He's really sweet, don't be mean to him." I pouted and he just rolled his eyes and chuckled, making me smile.

"I'm just saying that... "

Zayn was talking but this man approached our table. He was tall, green eyes, and looked really scary due to a big scare across his right eye. To add up to the scary look, his bare chest was covered in tattoos and I even noticed a little bit of a new cut showing off.

"Malik! What are you doing here?" The man asked and even his voice was scary. Zayn just looked at me with worry in his eyes before answering the man.

"Hum, nothing much, what are you doing here?" He replied, not really looking the man in the eye. Was Zayn afraid of him too?

"Oh you know. Bussines, as usual." The man said and then his eyes landed on me and i could almost pee in my pants at this point. "Who is this beautiful lady?"

I looked at Zayn and saw fear in his beautiful eyes and then it hit me. It was this asshole who left him to die that night Zayn called me and i took him to the hospital. This motherfu...

"This is Jessie. She's hum, a friend of mine" He said.

The man came closer to me and with one of his filthy hands, he touched my arm. Zayn closed his eyes and his hands were almost tearing the table apart.

"You wouldn't mind if i took her outside so i could talk to her, right?" He asked while looking at me and then looking at Zayn, who was boiled in anger.

"No, i don't mind." He answered.

I didn't said a thing when the man grabbed me by the arm and walked me outside. I wasn't angry at Zayn cause i knew that he could get into trouble if he refused so i just played along with it. I was acually curious to know what he wanted to talk to me, even though i was afraid. When we got outside he let go of my arm and placed himself in front of me.

"You look like a smart girl Jessie... Tell me, why are you with Zayn?" He asked me looking me in the eye.

"We are friends because..."

"Oh, don't give me that bullshit. I know you are not just friends." He said and i shivered.

"Ok, i'm with him because i like him for who he is. He is a genuine guy and..."

And he just laughed. He was laughing at my words and that hurted me cause i was being honest.

"Genuine? Oh love, you really don't know what you are getting yourself into." He said to me and i was getting angry.

"You don't know anything! Who are you to even talk about us like that? You know nothing!" I said and he grabbed my arm, squeezing my arm so he could hurt me and i let out a moan of pain.

"Who am I? Listen here you little girl, you don't know nothing and you will suffer consequences if you don't keep your mouth shut. So stay out of my way and don't even think about protecting your little boyfriend or even try to talk to him because my men kicked his ass once, we can do it again. So keep your mouth shut."

He said and he didn't let go of my arm until Zayn came and separated us.

"Stay away from her!" Zayn hugged me tightly against his body and i was shaking.

"I will... For know."

He laughed and then he left. Zayn guided me to the inside of the restaurant again and i set on my seat again, still a little schocked at the man's words.

"Are you ok?" Zayn asked me with worry on his eyes. I just nodded. "What have he said to you?"

"He said that i knew nothing and that i will suffer consequences if i don't keep my mouth shut. He, he said that i don't know what i'm getting myself into."

"That bastard! I will kill him!" He was boiled in anger.

"Zayn, you are not doing anything. He might kill you first." I gave him my hand and i saw him calming down with my touch. "Who is he?"

"His name is Jonathan Gray. He is my best buyer,  but also the most dangerous one. "