Locked Up -Zayn Malik Fanfiction-

Macy moves to a new town to hide in a safe house. She starts school and meets people she shouldn't. Are the decisions she make the right ones, or wrong ones?

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8. Join us, sorry it isnt a question!

Zayn continued to drive for another 20 minutes. "How far away is it?" I asked leaning my back onto the seat. "From here? About 8 miles." he said casually. I groaned and looked out the window. I didn't even try to ask him where we were going anymore. I knew he would just say the same thing.

"Are we meeting anybody?" I asked. My arms were crossed over my chest and I was looking at him. He had one hand on the wheel and the other out of the opened window. "Just the boys." he said I nodded and looked away. I paid attention to the windshield. A bug just flew into it and splattered. "Ewww." Zayn said and squirted the water. The bug  washed away.

I laughed at Zayn's reaction. "What are you laughing at?" He asked, finally looking at me. "How you said 'ewww', it seemed a little dramatic." - "Well, drama is good every once in a while." He said. I agreed, and shortly arrived at a place that looked abandon. The trees looked dead and desperate of water. I didn't see any other life around, besides Zayn and I.

"Where here!" He stopped the car and put on the breaks. "You have to be kidding." I said opening the door, then closing it. Before us stood... well... nothing. Of course the dead trees were around, but there were no buildings, or anything. "Where is it that were at?" I asked. "Just a place me and the boys go every once in a while." - "What do you do here?" - "Just hang out." he said. "Now, follow me."

We began walking further into the distance, then we came up to a gate. "Who lives here?" I asked. "No one, it was abandoned for some reason, then one day Niall was walking around and he found it." - "Oh." We walked through the gate and into the doors.

"Aye, Zayn, Macy!!!" The guys said as he showed me the, living room? They took us into bear hugs. "Why didn't you come yesterday, Macy?" Harry asked. "I wasn't feeling well." I answered truthfully. "Well, I hope you're felling better!" He  said. "Thanks."

"So, what are we going to do?" I asked. The guys gave each other looks. "Actually, we need to talk to you." Louis said. "About what?" I wondered. "Lets take a seat."

I sat on the old couch with everyone else. "I'm not sure if- well, les start off with this. Have you heard anything about us around school?" Liam asked his elbows resting on his knees with his hands intertwined. "No, not really." I said. "What do you mean by 'not really'?" He asked. Should I tell them what I heard? Oh well, here goes nothing.

"Well on the bus one day, I heard some girls talking about how Zayn might kill me since I sat in his seat, and if I'm 'one of you guys'?" I put air quotations around 'one of you guys.' They looked at each other again. I was pretty confused. "Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked.

Zayn was the first to talk. He took a deep breath. "Macy," he took my hand in his. "we are in a gang, not just a gang where you're all best friends, but the kind of gang where..." He trailed off at the end. "The kind of gang that what?" I tried to encourage him to say the rest. "The kind of gang that hurt people." I was a little shocked. Yet I wasn't. The few days I've spent with them, they seemed like the most innocent people ever.

"Oh" Was all I could manage to say. I took my hand out of his. "How bad do you hurt them?" Maybe it was just fights they got in, you know, maybe not too serious. "We kill them." ok....

I bit my lip to prevent me from saying something I shouldn't. Everyone was silent and I felt like I was shaking a bit. "But Macy, the reason we took you here was not to kill you, but to ask you something." - "what is it?" - "We want you to join us." He said. Louis, Liam, Niall, Harry, and Zayn were all looking at me. "I, uh, um - I - I don't know." I stuttered out. "Well, its not exactly an option." Huh? "What do you mean?" I asked.

"Now that you've gotten so close and such, you don't really have a choice." He said. I stood up. I began to run. I ran out of the door, and out of the gate. I got to his car. Locked.

I continued to run, and run, and run. I needed to get away from them. I don't want to kill people unless it's self defense. I became tired and short of breath. A few feet away I saw a bus stop. I'll wait there for the next bus. I took a seat on the bench. Just as I was about settle, I saw them. The guys. I tried to get up but tripped. I felt a pain shoot through my ankle. It was hard to walk, but I still tried to get away.

I felt two big hands wrap around my waist, pulling me back. I didn't bother to try and stand, or fight back. "That wasn't a very smart thing to do, Macy." Zayn whispered. I couldn't take it, I was panicking. Next thing I knew, it was black.

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