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chapter nine : celebrate & not celebrate
"I missed you man," the moment Munirah got off her motorcycle she went over to Zayn and gave him a big hug, squeezing him tight and rocking side to side on her tippy toes. "I've been waiting all week to come down here to see you."
Zayn wrapped his arms around her waist, and instead of responding with something arrogant he spilled out the truth about how he actually felt right now, "I'm happy you're too cos' ya know..I missed you too princess."
Munirah pulled away with a smile on her face, "Aw, you didn't say no cocky shit like you always do."
"Okay, get off," Zayn grunted as he removed the girl from off his body. Soon giving her a blank look, stuffing his hands in his front pockets. "You ruined the mood. Thank yourself."
"We have a lot of progress to make Zayn," Munirah turned off her motorcycle and slipped her shades on her face before she followed Zayn out the alley.
They walked side by side on the sidewalk so they could make their way towards Zayn's house. It was late and the streets were pretty empty. They expected for nobody to be out this late, but once they turned the corner they saw a group of three older men standing there, taking up all the sidewalk with their tall and built bodies.
"Why are they looking at us like that?" Munirah whispered to Zayn as her footsteps grew slower. Her heart started to beat faster when they all turned to them, blocking them from walking any further.
"Look what we have here," says a man who had a long scar across his face, he stood in the middle. He mean mugged Zayn and then took a glance at Munirah, scrunching up his face when he noticed the big glasses she had on her face. "What the fuck is on your face?"
"What's on yours, huh?" Munirah had challenged stepping in front of Zayn to size up with the man who she already didn't like, and she didn't even know him personally.
"Listen Lin, we're just passing by," Zayn spoke in a firm tone, taking a step in front of Munirah. Even though they all towered over them he stood his ground because he didn't know why these guys were acting like this.
"Is she one of Danny's whores?" Chuckled the one on left who went out to touch Munirah's dread.
But Zayn moved his hand away and pushed his chest backwards, "Don't fucking touch her," he gritted through his teeth.
The one on the right stood there with a face of disappointment, "How could you do this to us Zayn? I thought you were one of us?"
Zayn frowned, "What are you talking about Ike?"
"It's funny how you get promoted and you have been working there for only seven years while we have been there before even Danny arrived," spat the one on the left, he had a shaved head and had a cut underneath his eye which made him look a bit scary.
"I have nothing to do with that Sam," Zayn sighed rubbing his forehead. He should have figured why these guys were mad at him.
"Of course you did. You're a fuckin' suck up," Sam had spat.
"Don't call me that because that's the last thing that I am," Zayn seethed pointing a finger at him.
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