Imagine
~019~
Olivia's POV
"Me" spoke a voice.
The little boy stopped his tracks and turned to walk to the unidentified male. I slowly turned around my eyes landing on a guy. He was tall but not like Harry tall. He had on a all black suit. I still couldn't see his face since he was hiding in the shadows.
"Here you go. Good job" spoke the voice once again.
He handed him a couple of dollars. The little boy smiled and ran off to where we had came from. Great. The figure then came to the light. I got a great look of his face. He had jet back hair that was tamed with gel. A lot of tattoos like Harry but the only difference was that he had a beard. Light brown eyes, and a nose stud that shine brightly from the sun. I stepped back cautiously trying have space between us.
"Nice to finally meet you Miss.Romano" his accent seemed British but wasn't close to Harry's accent either.
"Can't say the same for you." I said coldly. He smirked softly as if enjoying my reply. He stepped a little closer trying to minimize space between us.
"My may I say that you are rather gorgeous, I've seen photos of you but nothing compares to the real thing.." he spoke fondly admiring my features. I looked away not enjoying the way he stare at me.
"Those eyes! My, my you have the same eyes as your father!" he said once again
I snapped my head back and looked at him.
"How do you know my father?" I spat feeling my curiosity getting the best of me.
"It's my business to know everything about everybody! But that isn't what you wish to know am I right?"
I looked down as I thought on what to say.
"Who are you?"
"For my associates it is Mr.Malik but for you it's Zayn"
My face scrunched up, as I got chills throughout my whole body. Why does that name sound so familiar I thought to myself. I've heard that name before but where.
"Now, aren't you going to introduce yourself." he said
"Why should I. You seem to know a lot about me."
"Now, now that isn't very polite of you."
"What do you want with me?"
"Tsk,tsk,tsk.. Now, now Olivia you are a smart girl. Why do you think I want you?"
Once again I didn't know how to respond. Zayn answered in a form a question, that was a way not give too much of himself up. He liked being mysterious, he lived for it from my observations. He wants me to establish some sort of trust here.
But why?
"You won't kill me." I spoke
His eyebrows shot up in surprised. Bringing his hand to his jaw and rubbed it. I clearly caught him off guard.
"What makes you say that so confidently?"
"You've had countless of opportunities..."
"Ah really?"
"Yes.. You could of killed me upon entering here. But you didn't.. Meaning you need me for something" I spoke as I began connecting the dots in my head
The night at my parents house, he sent for me to be captured. Failed. Lost sight of me after being under Harry's surveillance. Once getting to my fathers care he sent for me once again expecting me to be by myself. Failed once again. Lost sight of me upon me getting to Brazil because of Harry. He sent the hit on the house knowing Harry would tell me to leave without him. So he can get me by myself..
"It was you." I spoke as realization hit me
"Marvelous" he said clearly mesmerized
"Stay the hell away from me." I spoke cautiously.
Backing up I instinctively reached for the gun that I had stuffed in the back of my jeans. I held it tightly my finger on the trigger. I didn't want him to know I had that I had it just yet.
"Now, now why all the hostility Olivia."
"Listen to her. Or else you'll have a bullet in your head." spoke a voice.
Not just any voice.. It was Harry. He appeared in the shadows pointing his gun at Zayn. Slowly approaching to where we stood.
"Ah.. I was over here wondering what was taking you long Harry."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He was expecting him. So that added to another thing he was stalling but why..? More like for what?
"What are you doing here Malik." spat Harry coldly holding his gun not once letting his guard down. Still slowly making his way towards me.
"Me? I'm here to introduce myself to the young dame. Who I may say is rather gorgeous, and intelligent! You my fine man know how to choose them." said Zayn as he winked at me.
I looked between both them feeling the tension had quadrupled. Not only that he was taunting Harry. Trying to set him off.
"Shut it Malik. Ignore everything he is saying Olivia. Anything he says is a lie" snarled Harry
Zayn rolled his eyes, and scoffed hearing what he had said.
"Oh please Harold. On the contrary I'm a man who speaks nothing but the truth."
"You are so funny." Harry said his voice dripping of sarcasm.
"Come on Harold. We both know I'm many things. Murderer? Yes. Liar? out of the question. But would it really be lie that your attraction to her is very high. From the looks of it the feeling is very much mutual.." he spoke softly as he glanced at me. I looked away avoiding his stare.
"Shut it."
"Now, now Harry. How would Christian feel knowing that you! His right hand is in love with his 19 year old daughter! Now we both know how that would end right Harold..?"
My heart came to a stop. I felt myself go into shock. How? I barely met Harry a couple weeks ago. He can't be in love with me. Am I in love with him?
So many questions were going through my head but I knew none would get answered at all. I instantly looked up at Harry with confused eyes. How can this be possible.
"Ignore him Olivia."
"No Olivia. Listen to me. Why would I lie about something like that?"
"Shut up.." I spoke softly
"I beg your pardon?"
"I said. Shut Up." finding my voice.
Zayn's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He looked at Harry then back at me once again. He suddenly began to smile.
"My, my, my! If I'm not mistaken Miss.Romano you are in love with him as well! Wow, wow, wow, wow! I live for a love story!"
"What don't you get of shut the fuck up!" I exclaimed pulling out the gun aimed at him.
Expecting for his smiled to drop it only grew more wide. He was enjoying this a lot.
"Love put that down before you hurt yourself!"
I looked at him in bewilderment he really didn't believe I would use it.
"What makes you so sure I won't use it?" I snapped
"Because love.. It isn't who you are.." he said confidently he then turned to walk away.
Just like that there was a shot.
"Me" spoke a voice.
The little boy stopped his tracks and turned to walk to the unidentified male. I slowly turned around my eyes landing on a guy. He was tall but not like Harry tall. He had on a all black suit. I still couldn't see his face since he was hiding in the shadows.
"Here you go. Good job" spoke the voice once again.
He handed him a couple of dollars. The little boy smiled and ran off to where we had came from. Great. The figure then came to the light. I got a great look of his face. He had jet back hair that was tamed with gel. A lot of tattoos like Harry but the only difference was that he had a beard. Light brown eyes, and a nose stud that shine brightly from the sun. I stepped back cautiously trying have space between us.
"Nice to finally meet you Miss.Romano" his accent seemed British but wasn't close to Harry's accent either.
"Can't say the same for you." I said coldly. He smirked softly as if enjoying my reply. He stepped a little closer trying to minimize space between us.
"My may I say that you are rather gorgeous, I've seen photos of you but nothing compares to the real thing.." he spoke fondly admiring my features. I looked away not enjoying the way he stare at me.
"Those eyes! My, my you have the same eyes as your father!" he said once again
I snapped my head back and looked at him.
"How do you know my father?" I spat feeling my curiosity getting the best of me.
"It's my business to know everything about everybody! But that isn't what you wish to know am I right?"
I looked down as I thought on what to say.
"Who are you?"
"For my associates it is Mr.Malik but for you it's Zayn"
My face scrunched up, as I got chills throughout my whole body. Why does that name sound so familiar I thought to myself. I've heard that name before but where.
"Now, aren't you going to introduce yourself." he said
"Why should I. You seem to know a lot about me."
"Now, now that isn't very polite of you."
"What do you want with me?"
"Tsk,tsk,tsk.. Now, now Olivia you are a smart girl. Why do you think I want you?"
Once again I didn't know how to respond. Zayn answered in a form a question, that was a way not give too much of himself up. He liked being mysterious, he lived for it from my observations. He wants me to establish some sort of trust here.
But why?
"You won't kill me." I spoke
His eyebrows shot up in surprised. Bringing his hand to his jaw and rubbed it. I clearly caught him off guard.
"What makes you say that so confidently?"
"You've had countless of opportunities..."
"Ah really?"
"Yes.. You could of killed me upon entering here. But you didn't.. Meaning you need me for something" I spoke as I began connecting the dots in my head
The night at my parents house, he sent for me to be captured. Failed. Lost sight of me after being under Harry's surveillance. Once getting to my fathers care he sent for me once again expecting me to be by myself. Failed once again. Lost sight of me upon me getting to Brazil because of Harry. He sent the hit on the house knowing Harry would tell me to leave without him. So he can get me by myself..
"It was you." I spoke as realization hit me
"Marvelous" he said clearly mesmerized
"Stay the hell away from me." I spoke cautiously.
Backing up I instinctively reached for the gun that I had stuffed in the back of my jeans. I held it tightly my finger on the trigger. I didn't want him to know I had that I had it just yet.
"Now, now why all the hostility Olivia."
"Listen to her. Or else you'll have a bullet in your head." spoke a voice.
Not just any voice.. It was Harry. He appeared in the shadows pointing his gun at Zayn. Slowly approaching to where we stood.
"Ah.. I was over here wondering what was taking you long Harry."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He was expecting him. So that added to another thing he was stalling but why..? More like for what?
"What are you doing here Malik." spat Harry coldly holding his gun not once letting his guard down. Still slowly making his way towards me.
"Me? I'm here to introduce myself to the young dame. Who I may say is rather gorgeous, and intelligent! You my fine man know how to choose them." said Zayn as he winked at me.
I looked between both them feeling the tension had quadrupled. Not only that he was taunting Harry. Trying to set him off.
"Shut it Malik. Ignore everything he is saying Olivia. Anything he says is a lie" snarled Harry
Zayn rolled his eyes, and scoffed hearing what he had said.
"Oh please Harold. On the contrary I'm a man who speaks nothing but the truth."
"You are so funny." Harry said his voice dripping of sarcasm.
"Come on Harold. We both know I'm many things. Murderer? Yes. Liar? out of the question. But would it really be lie that your attraction to her is very high. From the looks of it the feeling is very much mutual.." he spoke softly as he glanced at me. I looked away avoiding his stare.
"Shut it."
"Now, now Harry. How would Christian feel knowing that you! His right hand is in love with his 19 year old daughter! Now we both know how that would end right Harold..?"
My heart came to a stop. I felt myself go into shock. How? I barely met Harry a couple weeks ago. He can't be in love with me. Am I in love with him?
So many questions were going through my head but I knew none would get answered at all. I instantly looked up at Harry with confused eyes. How can this be possible.
"Ignore him Olivia."
"No Olivia. Listen to me. Why would I lie about something like that?"
"Shut up.." I spoke softly
"I beg your pardon?"
"I said. Shut Up." finding my voice.
Zayn's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He looked at Harry then back at me once again. He suddenly began to smile.
"My, my, my! If I'm not mistaken Miss.Romano you are in love with him as well! Wow, wow, wow, wow! I live for a love story!"
"What don't you get of shut the fuck up!" I exclaimed pulling out the gun aimed at him.
Expecting for his smiled to drop it only grew more wide. He was enjoying this a lot.
"Love put that down before you hurt yourself!"
I looked at him in bewilderment he really didn't believe I would use it.
"What makes you so sure I won't use it?" I snapped
"Because love.. It isn't who you are.." he said confidently he then turned to walk away.
Just like that there was a shot.
Notes
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