Kissed by the Baddest Bidder (1.D)

Zayn: His POV Episode 6

Zayn/S1/His POV/Episode 6

"Why did you go to so much trouble for me after I abandoned you?" I ask Natalie.

Natalie fell for Dempsey's trap. Because she thought he had information about my sister. I'd already put the plan in motion to overthrow Dempsey beforehand, but if just one thing would have gone wrong, it would've been dangerous.

And if anything would have happened to her, I'd...

I'm genuinely afraid that she could have lost her life for me.

Why? Why would she go to such lengths for someone else? For me?

I take her hand and slowly help her up. She seems relieved and says,

"I'm sorry. He said something about the woman you were looking for, and all I could think about was your sister..."

I know that she's looking at me with those pure, clear eyes that are so unlike mine.

Don't look at me with those eyes.

I'm the man who ruined your life. I'm the man who told you I was done with you and abandoned you. I can't bear to see that steady gaze any longer, so I deliberately look away.

She finally got her life back. Why did she do this?

I know if I stay here any longer, I might lose control...

I think, leaving Louis and the others to take care of the rest.

"Louis, the usual. Got it?" I tell him.

"Roger. Ahh, what a pain..."

"Zayn?! Wait!" The sound of her voice tugs at me.

I resist the urge to turn around and leave, pretending I don't hear her.

--

"Why was I so desperate to save her?" I search for a reason that I can accept as I go back to my car.

But then I realize I don't have my key.

"Where the hell did it go?"

What am I so panicked about?

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. Just then, I see Louis emerge from the building. He trudges over to me, dangling the key in front of him with an exasperated look on his face.

"Squad cars will be here any minute. Thought ya might need this," he says.

I look at the smirk on his face and can't contain the glum look on mine.

Why do I feel so relieved knowing she's safe? She doesn't belong to me anymore.

I let her go.

That's what I thought. But...

--

As I speed away, several police cars drive past me.

"I never wanted to let her go."

I never thought I'd get to this point.

I cast a sidelong glance at the building, and the policeman rushing seem like somebody else's problem.

I'm not going to deny these emotions anymore.

Natalie is mine.

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