Sinister World.
× S E C R E T S ×
Zayn Malik
Year 2023, Month September
Chicago, Illinois
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You’re a damned fool, Zayn. I tossed my shirt on and fumbled with my belt as I walked outside of the room, leaving a naked Parson in her bed. This was a hookup, and nothing more… but she’s so amazing… It was a fucking hookup and nothing more. I am losing my goddamned mind. First I kiss her in the greenhouse, only because she ultimately told me to, and I watch her all damned day, and then I fuck her in her bedroom? Under high fucking surveillance?
I need a drink.
Our hookup was too quick, I admit, but Styles gave her some wine and she was tipsy, but she also told me to lay down with her. Then she went on talking about her ex fucking boyfriends, and then she started kissing me. I didn’t want things to go any further, because I knew I was going to die if Styles ever found out that we slept together, but she was touching me so fucking hard and I couldn’t resist. So I took her clothes off. I found out that she was more than tipsy when she passed out five minutes after we were finished, and I know that she’s going to be mad at me in the morning for “trying to use her.” Unless she’s one of those girls with the strong minds that remember every fucking thing when they’re sober.
I really need a drink.
“Zayn?” I sucked in a breath when I walked into the kitchen and saw Styles drinking his beer out of a glass. Classy motherfucker. “What are you doing up so late? And…” he furrowed his brows and I swallowed hard, don’t budge, don’t budge, don’t say anything about Parson, “Aren’t you supposed to be on guard? Where’s Parson?”
Shit, “She’s in bed. I made sure to lock the doors after… After I left,” I told him and he nodded his head before drinking the rest of the beer that was in his glass, then he refilled it, “Can I get a drink?” I wasn’t sure if I needed to ask, but I was too fucking scared at that moment and I needed to get a drink before I told him everything that I did to his woman like a dick would do.
He looked at me and smirked, “Long day? And sure.” I rushed to the huge fridge and pulled out a beer before opening it and drinking half of it, “Better?” he asked and I nodded my head, “Zayn I have to ask you something..” he said and I widened my eyes before drinking the rest of the beer and getting another one, “Does… does Parson ever talk about me? Like… in a good way?”
“Son of a bitch,” I mumbled and I looked up at him, “Um.. not that I know of.” She sure is going to be talking about me in a good way. I chuckled and shook my head before taking another drink of beer. She sure is…
“What are you hiding, Zayn?” Styles asked and my eyes widened again, “You seem very… strange… are you hiding any secrets that I need to know?”
“No,” I answered too quickly and I mentally punched myself in the dick, but then I slowly shook my head and he stood up, “I am not hiding anything. I don’t do anything to have anything to hide. I’m a fucking loner, Harry.”
He picked up his beer from the table and walked up to me, noticing my buzz and a grin spreading across his face, “You’ve had a long day, Zayn. I can tell. Now, tell me what you’re hiding.”
“Okay,” I put my hands up and sat down on the counter, swinging my legs and leaning against the wall, “I was hitting on the girl that we brought home this morning. I couldn’t help myself, she was hot.” Even though I’m almost drunk, I can put up some pretty good lies, but I know that he won’t buy them. He’s fucking smart but he’s not going to pry me anymore.
He sat down on the counter with me and I swallowed hard, “You mean Magi? She was cute, but nothing compares to Parson’s beauty…” Is he really… really fucking serious? “Parson is…. I know I’m a dick to her, but you know how many times she tried to escape! I didn’t want to abuse her the way that I did, but she’s learned her lesson… she hasn’t done anything wrong yet, and I trust her so much right now because of it.”
Fucking hell. “Yeah, she’s been a good girl,” I nearly choked on laughter at my statement but I closed my eyes and took a sip of my beer.
“I want to get to know her. I made the decision to be an absolute bitch to her the moment I killed all of those slaves in the lobby, but I want to get to know her so bad. I want to know her stories, I want to know what she likes… I know her basics like where she lived and who she loved in her family, but I want more. I want to know how high school was for her, or if she had any sweethearts in her childhood,” I began to get pissed at everything that he said and knew that I was becoming a jealous asshole, and he chuckled, “I’m talking like a teenager. Pardon me.”
“I understand why you want to know all of those things,” she told me them an hour ago, “But she’s not going to open up to you if you keep being an asshole. I-I don’t think she is ready to open up to you just yet. Wait a few days, I guess. Here’s an idea,” we both slid off of the counter and he looked at me, “Let her meet Magi. She’ll love to have a friend.”
He smiled like an idiot. “That’s… not a bad idea. I’ll arrange it tomorrow at lunch, Magi is a runaway like Parson is and I’m sure they’ll get along fine,” he said. Magi is not a runaway, she started crying when I tried to take her home yesterday. Parson cussed Nelson out when he tried to take her. “Okay, um… I guess… I’m going to bed.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I nodded and he walked to the end of the kitchen, “Night.”
“Goodnight, Zayn. Thanks.. for the advice,” he said to me and I waved at him and he smiled again before walking out of the kitchen. That couldn’t had been any more fucking awkward.
What the hell has gotten into him? He’s being… decent, and nice… what the fuck? Also, why the hell does he want to know what I’m hiding? I’m not one on keeping secrets, but this is fucking ridiculous. Parson is never going to open up to him, he’s Harry Styles. He doesn’t listen to people whether he gives them attention or not, and I know he’s not going to start with Parson. Even if Parson did try to open up to him, she wouldn’t say half of the shit to him that she said to me… she said a lot of things to me.
I walked to my post in the front of the House and sighed. I have thought about leaving so many times―thought about just packing my shit and leaving Harry Styles where he lays. I am a very powerful fucking man and he shouldn’t have this kind of affect over me, I shouldn’t be scared shitless of him every time he comes around. Although that’s when I’m reminded that he’s the one who killed his ex-wife, and I could never kill a woman. Sure, I could hurt her, but I would never kill her. He’s the one who tied her to the bed and raped her damned brains out. I could never do any of that… even if I was told to. He’s a fucking monster, and even though he has this aura of wanting to get to know Pars, I know all that he’s going to do to her will be brutal and she won’t have any way out of the hell that he’s about to put her in. He won’t be nice to her; he’ll fake his shit and say I love you but he won’t mean it. He’ll never mean it.
Because he’s Harry fucking Styles, and Harry fucking Styles doesn’t deserve to love anyone.
Which is exactly why I'm going to take his priceless, gold diamond.
Year 2023, Month September
Chicago, Illinois
~~
You’re a damned fool, Zayn. I tossed my shirt on and fumbled with my belt as I walked outside of the room, leaving a naked Parson in her bed. This was a hookup, and nothing more… but she’s so amazing… It was a fucking hookup and nothing more. I am losing my goddamned mind. First I kiss her in the greenhouse, only because she ultimately told me to, and I watch her all damned day, and then I fuck her in her bedroom? Under high fucking surveillance?
I need a drink.
Our hookup was too quick, I admit, but Styles gave her some wine and she was tipsy, but she also told me to lay down with her. Then she went on talking about her ex fucking boyfriends, and then she started kissing me. I didn’t want things to go any further, because I knew I was going to die if Styles ever found out that we slept together, but she was touching me so fucking hard and I couldn’t resist. So I took her clothes off. I found out that she was more than tipsy when she passed out five minutes after we were finished, and I know that she’s going to be mad at me in the morning for “trying to use her.” Unless she’s one of those girls with the strong minds that remember every fucking thing when they’re sober.
I really need a drink.
“Zayn?” I sucked in a breath when I walked into the kitchen and saw Styles drinking his beer out of a glass. Classy motherfucker. “What are you doing up so late? And…” he furrowed his brows and I swallowed hard, don’t budge, don’t budge, don’t say anything about Parson, “Aren’t you supposed to be on guard? Where’s Parson?”
Shit, “She’s in bed. I made sure to lock the doors after… After I left,” I told him and he nodded his head before drinking the rest of the beer that was in his glass, then he refilled it, “Can I get a drink?” I wasn’t sure if I needed to ask, but I was too fucking scared at that moment and I needed to get a drink before I told him everything that I did to his woman like a dick would do.
He looked at me and smirked, “Long day? And sure.” I rushed to the huge fridge and pulled out a beer before opening it and drinking half of it, “Better?” he asked and I nodded my head, “Zayn I have to ask you something..” he said and I widened my eyes before drinking the rest of the beer and getting another one, “Does… does Parson ever talk about me? Like… in a good way?”
“Son of a bitch,” I mumbled and I looked up at him, “Um.. not that I know of.” She sure is going to be talking about me in a good way. I chuckled and shook my head before taking another drink of beer. She sure is…
“What are you hiding, Zayn?” Styles asked and my eyes widened again, “You seem very… strange… are you hiding any secrets that I need to know?”
“No,” I answered too quickly and I mentally punched myself in the dick, but then I slowly shook my head and he stood up, “I am not hiding anything. I don’t do anything to have anything to hide. I’m a fucking loner, Harry.”
He picked up his beer from the table and walked up to me, noticing my buzz and a grin spreading across his face, “You’ve had a long day, Zayn. I can tell. Now, tell me what you’re hiding.”
“Okay,” I put my hands up and sat down on the counter, swinging my legs and leaning against the wall, “I was hitting on the girl that we brought home this morning. I couldn’t help myself, she was hot.” Even though I’m almost drunk, I can put up some pretty good lies, but I know that he won’t buy them. He’s fucking smart but he’s not going to pry me anymore.
He sat down on the counter with me and I swallowed hard, “You mean Magi? She was cute, but nothing compares to Parson’s beauty…” Is he really… really fucking serious? “Parson is…. I know I’m a dick to her, but you know how many times she tried to escape! I didn’t want to abuse her the way that I did, but she’s learned her lesson… she hasn’t done anything wrong yet, and I trust her so much right now because of it.”
Fucking hell. “Yeah, she’s been a good girl,” I nearly choked on laughter at my statement but I closed my eyes and took a sip of my beer.
“I want to get to know her. I made the decision to be an absolute bitch to her the moment I killed all of those slaves in the lobby, but I want to get to know her so bad. I want to know her stories, I want to know what she likes… I know her basics like where she lived and who she loved in her family, but I want more. I want to know how high school was for her, or if she had any sweethearts in her childhood,” I began to get pissed at everything that he said and knew that I was becoming a jealous asshole, and he chuckled, “I’m talking like a teenager. Pardon me.”
“I understand why you want to know all of those things,” she told me them an hour ago, “But she’s not going to open up to you if you keep being an asshole. I-I don’t think she is ready to open up to you just yet. Wait a few days, I guess. Here’s an idea,” we both slid off of the counter and he looked at me, “Let her meet Magi. She’ll love to have a friend.”
He smiled like an idiot. “That’s… not a bad idea. I’ll arrange it tomorrow at lunch, Magi is a runaway like Parson is and I’m sure they’ll get along fine,” he said. Magi is not a runaway, she started crying when I tried to take her home yesterday. Parson cussed Nelson out when he tried to take her. “Okay, um… I guess… I’m going to bed.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I nodded and he walked to the end of the kitchen, “Night.”
“Goodnight, Zayn. Thanks.. for the advice,” he said to me and I waved at him and he smiled again before walking out of the kitchen. That couldn’t had been any more fucking awkward.
What the hell has gotten into him? He’s being… decent, and nice… what the fuck? Also, why the hell does he want to know what I’m hiding? I’m not one on keeping secrets, but this is fucking ridiculous. Parson is never going to open up to him, he’s Harry Styles. He doesn’t listen to people whether he gives them attention or not, and I know he’s not going to start with Parson. Even if Parson did try to open up to him, she wouldn’t say half of the shit to him that she said to me… she said a lot of things to me.
I walked to my post in the front of the House and sighed. I have thought about leaving so many times―thought about just packing my shit and leaving Harry Styles where he lays. I am a very powerful fucking man and he shouldn’t have this kind of affect over me, I shouldn’t be scared shitless of him every time he comes around. Although that’s when I’m reminded that he’s the one who killed his ex-wife, and I could never kill a woman. Sure, I could hurt her, but I would never kill her. He’s the one who tied her to the bed and raped her damned brains out. I could never do any of that… even if I was told to. He’s a fucking monster, and even though he has this aura of wanting to get to know Pars, I know all that he’s going to do to her will be brutal and she won’t have any way out of the hell that he’s about to put her in. He won’t be nice to her; he’ll fake his shit and say I love you but he won’t mean it. He’ll never mean it.
Because he’s Harry fucking Styles, and Harry fucking Styles doesn’t deserve to love anyone.
Which is exactly why I'm going to take his priceless, gold diamond.
Notes
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9/20/16