Zayn's POV
I know he's in here somewhere, he's just hiding from me so I don't end his useless life.
He's being a coward, that's one reason why he needs to die, he hurt so many people in ways you can never imagine
The voices inside my head speaks out as I slowly step through the dark bar.
He thought it was so smart to run here for safety, hm an idiot too.
I smirk as I heard some rattling of liquor bottle move behind the counter.
"Where are you Mr. Smith, come out come out where ever you are" I say while slowing walking to the counter as I tighten my grip on my knife.
I heard some sniffling as I get closer and closer. "Your probably right.....HERE!" I jump over the counter as he let's out a high pitch scream. I smirk as he looks up at me.
"P-p-please d-dont hurt m-me" he shakily says looking up at me with teary eyes.
"Oh dear..." I crouch down at eye level and lift his chin up looking directly at me.
Make him see pain
"I'm not gonna hurt you" I whisper then smirk "imma kill you" his eyes widen and before he could say anything I shove the knife deep into his stomach and twist.
He stares directly into my eyes as I see the life in his drain away slowly. "Good riddance" I stand up wiping the blood off my knife and face.
Nice....clean stab, good trace for a quick death
I look up and around the dark room to see if there are ant witnesses or anything, nothing. I nod while slipping past the front door and into the night sky.
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"Niall! Where the hell are you!?" I scream angrily as I walk around the house looking for that blonde haired idiot.
"Niall!?" I walk into my room to hear a creek and silence.
"Where the fuck are you, you little leprechaun" my eyes dart around the room as I walk in.
I'm suddenly tackled on the ground as somebody holds me down.
"Ah! What the fuck!?" I scream as I try to get up but to only get pushed back onto the ground roughly.
I hear a familiar chuckle behind me "thought you were stronger than me huh?" I can tell that Irish bastard is smirking.
I chuckle deeply as I quickly flip us over as I pin his wrist to the ground. "That's exactly what I think my friend" I breath out smiling.
He looks up at me with a glint in his electric blue eyes as hr notices the closeness of our faces.
"You gonna kiss me now you gay prick" he laughs out.
"I'm not gay but I'll do this" I lean down and kiss his open out "just for you" he gives a face.
"Oh fuck! You kissed me while my mouth was open!" He gives a face "at least wait till my mouth is closed" I roll my eyes while kissing his closed mouth.
"Better you gay dumbass?" I ask as I let go if his wrists. "Yes but I'm not gay because I have no satisfaction when doing this" he puts his pail hands on my waist, slightly lifting me up as he thrusts himself up on me.
"Wait hold on a sec that actually did feel good" he says while thrusting up on me again.
"Niall! Ew! Stop!" I yank his hands away while standing up off him, I dust myself off while looking at his laughing figure.
"Why the hell were you mad in the first place?" He wipes a tear away from his eyes. "I was mad because you ate my food, god I'm turning into you" I groan running a hand through my quiff.
"I've taught you everything I know" he smirks and walks past me to the front room.
"So....who'd you kill yesterday?" He goes over to the table and writes down on his contract.
"Oh, um.....I think his name was john smith, the neighborhood drug dealer and killer" I bite into an apple as I sit down next to him.
"You'll probably get a raise for that, ya know, cuz he was actually hard to find" I hand him the apple as he take a bite too.
"I know, I need to do that more often" I suddenly get a phone call that reads 'Boss'.
"Phone call" I tell Niall as I answer the phone putting it on speaker.
"Good morning boys" we hear a deep voice on the other end.
"Good morning Charlie!" Niall laughs out as I slap him behind then head. "Good morning Simon, what do you need" I listen for him to speak again.
"We got more people for you two to kill, the wife of john smith went on a killing spree last night looking for her husband, Niall you'll take her, Zayn I need you to come down to my office to have a talk" he speaks out.
"I got a new kill for you"
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kidnapped by love, forever Young- Zarry
Hayran KurguZayn Malik was at a young age when he became a contract killer so he could survive, he has killed many people in his days and he taught himself not to feel emotions when he did so, he is completely untraceable in everyway and very persuasive with hi...