insane | zayn malik

Insane 2 | Operation PT 2

Insane 2 | Operation PT 2

third person pov.

It was very agonizingly slow ride towards the old abandoned school. Everybody was ready to kick some ass and get Harry back from the Macho's. The plan was laid out and ready to follow. All they had to do was carry through the operation and hope for the best. They wanted Harry to be alive. Reece, Lani, Louis, and Berk were in the van at the front. Bazzi, Barnard, Ravi, and Dev were in the middle riding in a car. While Zayn and Mori was at the end trailing behind in a car.

"I remembered when you teased me about how could I be so shy if I was a notorious gangster," Zayn spoke, ending the silence between them. "I wasn't always like this to be honest. Very quiet and reserved kind of kid. Long ago I wanted to become a marine biologist and live on the coast of West Africa."

"You did?" Mori asked looking at him with curious eyes. She definitely wasn't expecting that.

"Yeah, I had big dreams growing up. Feels like my life was all set until everything changed," his voice has faltered from his optimistic tone to a much disappointed tone.

Mori looked over at him, gulping nervously, "What happened?"

"I'm not ready to tell you yet," Zayn admitted truthfully as he ran his fingers through his dark hair, shaking his head at the thought of his past. "I'm not trying to keep anything from you love, I swear. As much as I want to pour my heart out to you, this isn't the most convenient time to tell you all of that. I just don't want to go deep into my past when we have something else to be focusing on."

"I understand," she nodded patting his knee in comfort. "I wasn't always like this either. Honestly, I was kinda like you."

"Mori being quiet and reserved?" Zayn joked. "I can't believe it."

She rolled her eyes, continuing, "Yeah, I didn't have a lot of friends and I grew up in the projects. Grew up in a broken home where nobody..nobody really loved me."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Zayn looked at her, his own heart breaking at the news.

"I've changed over the years, a lot, but I'm willing to tell you that another time Zayn," she chuckles giving him a look to lighten up the mood.

The small talk was over now once they arrived at the old abandoned school. Parked far but not too far. They were close enough in range from the school. Everybody from the other two vehicles out got, and soon Zayn and Mori got out to meet with the van at the front.

"This is for everybody," Berk spoke opening the back of the van. He dragged a very large black suitcase closer to him. Punching in a combination the top lifted open and it was nothing but gun galore.

Everybody got armed with the guns. Getting then loaded and strapped on their bodies. Berk smiled again, so excited to fuck shit up. Turns out that he was a specialist in weapons and he only had the best of the best. From Uzis to AK47's, he had it all.

"Everybody strapped?" Ravi asked the group, and he got nods in response. "Good, everybody get paired up and let's move out."

"I guess this means that you're my partner," Zayn whispered in Mori's ear as he pinched her ass playfully, in which she rolled her eyes—but he knew that she secretly liked it.

Ravi was with Dev, Barnard was with Berk, Lani with Louis, Reece and Bazzi, and of course Mori and Zayn were all paired up together. The group of ten made it through the back door of the school where they were suppose to enter from. A pair went towards the west hall, three groups went down the main call, and another went down the east hall of the school. They had suppressors—accessories that suppresses or muffles the sound of a gun going off—attached to their hand guns for close range shooting just in case anybody needed to be taken out.