falling in love with the enemy [z.m. love story/au]

Mari DeSanta and Zayn Malik. Both involved in the gang life in which their parents led. The DeSanta's and the Malik's are the two most powerful gangs in Jersey, both involved in the same line of work-the drug business. A rivalry was formed between the two families years ago. But what happens when both leaders of each gang die? Their children become leaders and continue their family legacy. Mari is just a 21 years old, wishing she could escape the gang life. But, she cannot leave her older brother Will behind who is trying to avenge their parents' deaths. Zayn who is 22, wishes to avenge his parents' deaths as well. But, what happens when both sides blame each other for the murdering of their loved ones? Bad things. But what they don't know is that there's an even darker force out there, watching their every move...And to make it a whole lot better, what happens when Mari lays eyes on Zayn and can't seem to forget about him? Read and find out! Copyright © 2013 Kayla S.


6. Chapter 6.

Mari's POV

         I open my eyes and look to the side of me. Part of me expected to see Zayn there, but part of me didn't. Looks like that other part of me was right though. I get up out the bed and walk to the mirror in the room.

         I look fucking terrible.

          I put my hair up in a messy bun and look inside the closet to see a pair of skinny jeans and a fuzzy sweater. It's not really my style, but I put it on anyway. Then I slip my leather jacket back on and my boots. I walk out of the room and head down several flights of stairs before I make it to the main floor. I turn the corner and see 4 other guys and Zayn talking to each other. Once I step foot into the kitchen, all of their eyes turn and focus on me.

         "Mari DeSanta, in the flesh," the one with curly hair says and a smirk spreads across his face.

         He's the one that fucking grabbed me. I recognize his curly brown hair.

         I walk over to him and slap him in the face. He rubs his jaw and he looks shocked.

         "That's payback for grabbing me last night," I say before giving him a fake smile.

        The guy rubs his jaw and then smirks at me.  "She's feisty Zayn," he says before licking his lips. "I like her."

        Zayn clenches his jaw and narrows his eyes. "Shut the fuck up Harry," Zayn growls.

         I sit down at the table next to Zayn. "Hey," I say before giving him a small smile.

         He just takes a quick glance at me and turns his attention somewhere else. It was almost as if he was angry with me.

         What the fuck did I do?

         "Someone's cranky today," I laugh. Zayn doesn't even look at me and takes a sip of his coffee. I look at all the other boys' around the table with their eyes glued on their phones. I decide to break the awkward silence. "So I know Harry now," I say before looking at the curly haired one. "But who are the rest of you guys?" I ask.

         The one with brown hair and blue eyes looks at me first and smiles. "Well I'm Louis, love. Louis Tomlinson."

         "Nice to meet you Mr. Tomlinson," I say before winking at him. Louis has a very attractive smile. I hear Zayn growl next to me and I feel like bursting out laughing. But, I let out a small chuckle instead. I look to the right of me and make eye contact with the blonde haired one with piercing blue eyes. I remember seeing him at the club the other night. "And who would you be?" I ask him.

         "Niall," he mumbles, acting like he doesn't wanna speak to me.

         "Well nice to me you too then," I say before rolling my eyes at him. Then I look at the person beside Niall with short brown hair and brown eyes. He makes eye contact with me.

         "I'm Liam," he says before giving me a small wave.

         "Nice to meet ya Liam," I say. I look at all the other boys' again. "See Louis and Liam are not dicks like the rest of you," I say. Zayn looks at me and rolls his eyes. "Don't roll your eyes at me because it's true Zayn." Zayn stands up and so do the rest of the boys'.

         "Get up," he says.


         "We are going out for a bit."

         "Why can't I just stay here?" I ask

         "Because I don't trust you Mari."

         "Well aren't you nice?" I say before rolling my eyes at him.

         "C'mon, get up."


         Next thing I know Zayn lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder. "Too bad I don't take no as an answer."

         "Let me go!" I shout while hitting him in the back. He doesn't seem phased at all.

         "We will see you all out in the car," he mumbles to the boys.

         Zayn starts walking again and I still continue to hit him in the back.

         "If you don't quit," he growls.

         "Sorry but I'm not a quitter Malik," I say before laughing.
         Zayn carries me out the front door and the cold air hits both of us. Next thing I know, Zayn sets me down in the car and he slides in next to me. He shuts the door and he just stares out the window.

         "What the fuck is your problem?!" I growl at him. He doesn't respond and continues to stare out the window. "How come you snuck out of my room last night?" Zayn looks at me and his eyes grow wide in shock. "Yeah, I saw you Zayn."

         He sighs and rubs his face with his hand. "Because," he mumbles.

         "Because what?" I shout getting pissed off.

         Zayn looks at me and clenches his jaw. "Stop asking so many damn questions Mari!" he snaps at me.

         I look at him and I don't know what to say. So, I just turn the other direction and look out the window. Seconds later, the other boys' hop in the car and shut the doors.

         "What happened in here?" Harry asks while looking at both me and Zayn. Both of us don't respond and Harry just turns around and sighs.

         I can tell that this is going to be a fucking awkward car ride...

Zayn's POV

         I look out the window the entire car ride. The feeling that I felt last night when I was with Mari is scaring me. I've never felt that way before. It was odd. I thought it would be over by the time I woke up this morning. I told myself that I just needed to sleep it off. But, I was sadly mistaken.

         When I saw her walk into the kitchen this morning, I felt weird again. I don't know what the hell is going on with me. But, I need it to stop....

         So, I've concluded that maybe staying away from Mari...distancing myself from her will be better for me. I don't like this feeling in my stomach that shows up whenever I see her. So, I believe that will solve all my problems. I can't speak to her because I will probably say something that I will end up regretting.

         Niall stops the car in front of the abandoned warehouse. This is where the deal is taking place.

         "Stay here," I mumble at Mari without looking at her. I reach for the door handle and open the door.

         "I can't make any promises," she replies as I hop out the car. I let out a small snarl.

        Why is she difficult and stubborn? But that makes me even more attracted to her...

        I really need to shut up now.

         I walk to the other side of the car and the boys walk beside, only Niall and Harry with the cases of coke.

         I meet the eyes of an oversized man with a suit on that is too small to fit him properly. He looks like a big bowling ball.

         We stop a few feet away from the man. "You must be Mr. Malik," the man says.

         "I'm not in the mood for fucking small talk," I growl. "Where's my fucking money."

         The guy snaps and his guards open up 3 cases of money. "It's right here," he says before giving me a small smile.

         I nod my head in approval and Niall and Harry walk closer to the man. The man smiles as both of them hand him the cases.

         "Thank you gentleman," he says as he hands the boys' the money. "It was a pleasure doing business with you."

         Suddenly the sound of police sirens echoes throughout the warehouse. The men now have guns out and they are pointed at us.

         "Too bad you all have to die now," the man says.

         "This was all a fucking set up!" I shout through my teeth. The guys in front of us continue to smile. Suddenly Harry and Niall pull out their guns and shoot the men in front of them.

         "RUN!" Harry shouts.

         We start running towards the entrance of the building and once we step foot outside we are surrounded by several cars with men inside of them.

         "Looks like we are gonna have to fight our way out of this one lads!" Louis shouts.


Mari's POV

         I'm fucking tired of sitting in this car. It's been at least 30 minutes now and there's still no sign of the boys. I've never been to a deal before, but in movies it seems to go quickly. Suddenly I hear the sound of cars coming from the front of the warehouse.

         What the fuck is going on?

         Then I hear the sounds of gunshots and I hear lots of yelling.

         You know what? Fuck it.

         I look inside of the glove compartment hoping that a gun is in there, and I am correct.

         I grab the gun and hop out of the car, running inside the warehouse. As I get closer and closer to the front entrance I see more and more blood. Then I see Zayn with blood trickling down his face and a gun beside him. The man gets him in a chokehold and has a knife pressed on his throat. My heart stops beating. Zayn's eyes make contact with mine. "Go back to the car Mari," he tries to shout.

         "No," I respond and point the gun at the man.

         The creepy looking guy looks at me and smiles. "Aww is this your little girlfriend?" he laughs. "What is she gonna do?" he taunts.

         "This," I say before shooting the man directly in the head. The man collapses to the ground and Zayn is released. He holds his stomach like he is in pain and then looks at me.

         I see the other boys' taking cover behind the walls. "Let's go," I tell them. "We can run now."

         Zayn nods his head in agreement and I grab his hand. We all run back to the car. Niall hops in the drivers seat and starts it. I look over at Zayn and I see blood on his cheek, and I see blood on his t-shirt.

         "Are you okay?" I ask while looking at his beautiful brown eyes.

         "I'm fine," he mumbles while holding his wound. Zayn rips a piece of his t-shirt off and ties it to his wound.

         "No you're not fucking okay Zayn," I mumble while looking at the amount of blood coming out of his wound.

         Liam looks back at Zayn and looks at his wound. "That looks pretty deep Zayn," he says. "I'm going to have to look at it when we get back to the house."

         Zayn nods his head and looks back out at the window.

        The fact that he hasn't really acknowledged me upsets me.

        I like having his attention...


(heyyy! so as always leave a comment, lemme know what ya think :) i'll probably add another chapter tomorrow since I don't have school againnn! YASSSS! thanks for readinggg!)

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