His Weapon

XI

"You know Zayn?" He frowned, pulling away slightly and turning to face me. His expectant eyes watched me, waiting for an answer.

I sighed, my palm became sweaty from his heated gaze.

"We.. " I took a deep breath, Nicholas remained silent. There was something in his eyes as though praying it wasn't what he was thinking.

I didn't know how to explain it to him. More so I wondered if Zayn wanted him to know but it's also mine to tell so I could tell whoever I wanted.

What were we? I couldn't tell Nicholas exactly who I was to Zayn. He has a level of respect for me that I didn't want to be broken. How Nicholas sees me really matters to me.

He remained patient, almost like he didn't want me revealing anything to him either.

"We dated" I told a little white lie but it wasn't far from the truth either. Everyone knew me to be his woman so that was a reasonable explanation.

He remained expressionless, avoiding my gaze. It's like time literally stood still as I waited for him to say something, anything.

"Say something" I begged.

"So the whole night you've been lying and making a fool of me?" He asked calmly causing my heart to break into a billion pieces.

"No no don't say that" I closed the space between us, bringing my hand to his knee.

"Then why did you pretend not to know him?" He finally looked at me, anger clear in his eyes.

"I don't know... I'm sorry, I didn't know how to react considering it wasn't long ago" I tried to come up with a tangible reason so he could at least understand me.

"Fuck." He cursed, running his fingers through his hair. "Just how long ago was it?"

I looked around, knowing my answer would definitely make things worse.

I bit my lip.

"A month and a-"

"A f*****g month ago" He chuckled bitterly. "Explains why you needed a job" He muttered causing my head to snap in his direction.

Just as I thought, his respect for me was gone.

I couldn't defend myself and say I wasn't with Zayn for money. Heck I was even being paid to be with him.

I frowned, offended by his conclusion which I felt was insinuating that I was chucking off Zayn's money.

"That's not what I meant" He said instantly he sensed my hurt due to how silent I became.

"It doesn't matter, it's normal for you to think that way" I barely spoke but I knew he could hear me.

"No it's no-" He turned to face me, attempting to come clean with what he meant but I didn't want to talk about it.

"Can you please take me home?" I cut him off. He remained silent, holding my gaze. I couldn't take it anymore, everything the night had to offer. Just when I had deceived myself into thinking that everything was going to be fine and that I wouldn't need Zayn, this happened.

"Sure" finally he said, standing to his feet and stretching his hand out for mine which I planted in his hand.

We walked in silence. His chauffeur was standing next to the car, waiting to open it for us. As soon as we got closer he did and I slid in followed by Nicholas.

The ride was really silent. My body was pressed against the door where I was seated as I stared out into the dark. My mind wandered far, filled with regret of letting Zayn lay his hands on me but also filled with satisfaction that I got to see him and feel his hands all over my body. I was beyond confuse but I wasn't going to dwell on it, nothing that happened tonight can ever happen again.

I wasn't mad at Nicholas even though I knew he thought I was. If anything, he should be mad at me. I lied to him the entire night and not to talk about what happened between Zayn and I out on the balcony.

Nicholas didn't deserve such disrespect and mockery.

The ride felt like a trip to Cambodia, it was never coming to an end but after what felt like f*****g eternity, I begun to see familiar surroundings.

The limousine parked before my washed down apartment. It amazes me how two different worlds could be just in walking distance from each other, how we are so far apart from each other but yet so damn close.

I turned to see Nicholas staring at me and I forced a smile, one which he didn't return but he didn't look angry. His beautiful eyes were filled with so much worry that had me wanting to comfort him but I mentally talked myself out of it.

He stepped out of the limo, stretching his hand out for mine. He gently assisted me out and I muttered a thank you.

"I'd walk you" He smiled, bringing his hand to the small of my back and leading the way, not giving me a chance to object.

"Thank you" I turned to face him when we stood before my door. He eyed me in deep thoughts.

"It was my pleasure, I hope I didn't ruin your night" He spoke softly, stepping closer to me.

"No you didn't. I'm sorry" I apologised again, feeling terrible.

He shrugged "for what? I don't remember you doing anything wrong" He said playfully causing me to chuckle.

"Stop it.. I really am sorry" I got serious. His playfulness dropped.

"Goodnight love"

I knew he didn't want to talk about titbit it was weighing me down, making me eager to know what was running through his mind. He leaned in and planted a kiss to my forehead. His eyes locked on my lips as he pulled away, I knew he was fighting himself and what terrified me more was the fact that I didn't want him to hold back.

His eyes lingered a little longer, his breath fanning my face. He wanted to kiss me, I knew it. It was wrong for me to be having those thoughts but I was, I prayed for him to kiss me so I'd know tonight didn't change anything.

He pulled back, clearing his throat.

"Goodnight" I replied, turning around to unlock my door. I could feel him staring at me and it didn't help that my upper half was exposed for him to see.

Thankfully I didn't delay in opening the door, I turned around and sent a smile his way which he returned but not like earlier, not the smile I love about him.

He watched me as I entered, closing the door with our eyes locked.

I leaned on the door for what felt like hours until I heard Cheryl's voice.

Ugh, she's always home.

"How did it go?" I turned around to see her rubbing her eyes. I knew she waited up for me but ended up dozing off and jotting up at the sound of the front door opening and closing.

I rolled my eyes walking past her into my room. She chuckled, following me.

"I want details, I didn't stay up for nothing" She nagged flopping on my bed.

"How stupid are you? Didn't it occur to you that I'd be tired?" I asked playfully, trying to take my mind off what happened tonight.

"What happened? Something definitely happened" She sat up Indian style, watching me expectantly.

I rolled my eyes, deciding not to tell her tonight because if I did she wouldn't allow me to sleep. Let's just say Cheryl is a sucker for pillow-talks which honestly annoys me at times.

"Let me just tell you tomorrow, okay?" I practically begged, wanting her to shut up. I slipped out of my dress, standing completely naked because I had disposed of my thong.

"Oh my God" She squealed, bringing her hands to her mouth. I turned with furrowed brows.

"Your underwear is gone, you dirty slut" She laughed causing me to roll my eyes. "He totally f****d you" She had an amused look on her face, smiling foolishly.

"It was Zayn" I breathed out. There was silence and I turned around to see her eyes almost popping out of her socket. Her mouth opened in a smiley way which caused me to groan, I wasn't going to escape this talk.

"Well don't just stand there, give me f*****g details already." She said impatiently.

I rolled my eyes, walking out towards the bathroom and she followed me.

"Oh s**t, does he know Nicholas? please tell me he doesn't" she watched me expectantly but I was getting more and more frustrated just by hearing Zayn and Nicholas' name in the same sentence.

"What exactly happened?" She pressed on but I ignored her and stepped into the shower.

"You just up and forgot all he did to you and f****d him?" She asked excitedly, sounding completely different from what her question was hinting at.

I threw my head back, enjoying the cold water that was cascading down my body, intending not to answer a single question. Cheryl kept whining but I ignored her and took a peaceful shower.

☆

The next morning I was out of the house before Cheryl could wake up. I didn't tell her anything last night so I knew she was going to push me the hardest she could for some information.

I went to the grocery store to get some things for my mum. Everything she needed was being provided for her hence the big cheque they demand but they never give her sweets.

She's a sucker for sweets.

I bought all her favourite sweets in hopes of renewing her stack.

Entering the all too familiar hospital, I groaned. I hate hospitals, since what happened to dad and my siblings, watching them being rushed into the ambulance with the entire sitting room covered in blood. It was a horrifying sight for a 16-year-old to see and ever since I can admit I've never been the same.

Kayla was sitting behind the reception desk, she smiled brightly at me.

"Her darling" She greeted with a huge grin on her face.

"Hi" I replied, setting down the box I had in my hand. Her eyes lightened up as soon as it fell on the box, knowing exactly what it contained.

We made small talks back and forth, other nurses joined to say hi to me which I was glad. I've gotten really used to some of them.

I asked to see my mother but was told she was fast asleep. Apparently, it took mountains to be moved before she could fall asleep so I told them not to wake her.

Kayla smiled sympathetically, rubbing my arm at which I smiled weakly. I asked her to take the sweets to my mother's room and I also handed her the ones I had bought for she and the other nurses.

They squealed excitedly which caused me to chuckle.

Finally, I said goodbye and walked back home at a time I knew Cheryl would be out.

My stomach growled, making me rush to the kitchen to prepare a quick chicken sauce which I ended up eating with bread because I didn't have enough time on my side.

I took a quick shower and dressed up in an all-black outfit, black jeans, a black crop top and a black ankle boots.

My nerves got the best of me as I got closer to my work. I knew for a fact that things would definitely be awkward with Nicholas but I prayed that wasn't the case.

"Hey" I greeted Lucas who was who was already busy pouring a drink for a woman who looked in her middle thirties.

"Muna" He nodded followed by I wink which caused me to scoff.

"Stop flirting with me you i***t" I joked causing him to fake hurt as he slid the drink he mixed to the lady.

"Oh please, I see the way you look at me. You want me" He joked, trying to hold back his laughter but failed miserably.

I scrunched up my nose in disgust.

"Maybe if the sea could get burnt then that'd be a possibility" I smiled triumphantly at which he scoffed.

"I'd keep that in mind for when it does happen Princess" He winked.

I rolled my eyes, slapping his shoulder as he chuckled. I got straight to work; serving here and there. It was strange that Nicholas hadn't sent for me considering he did all the time and I was the one trying to dodge him.

When there was only a lady and a man left at the bar, I excused myself and made my way towards his office.

I took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

"Come in" He sounded angry for some reason which made me hesitant. My hand ghosted over the knob for what felt like an eternity.

Making up my mind not to go in there, I began to walk away but the sound of the door swinging open caused me to freeze.

"Muna?" He asked and I imagined his brows to be furrowed. I turned around with a sheepish smile on my face but he remained expressionless.

"If you are busy I can always come back another time" I said nervously.

"No" He stopped me. "No it's fine, come in!" He stepped to the side.

He shut the door behind me and I turned around to look at him.

"You honestly don't want to talk to me do you?" I asked nervously, biting my upper lip.

He palmed his face, walking around me and towards his seat, leaving me to stand awkwardly.

"That's not the case Muna, everything is just so..." He trailed off.

"Complicated?" I asked and he nodded.

I sighed, actually sad that things with Nicholas can't go back to normal and mentally cursing and stabbing Zayn for knowing Nicholas in the first place

"I shouldn't have gone with you, all this wouldn't be happening if I hadn't" I voiced out my thought, running my hand through my hair frustratedly.

"Don't blame yourself princess! It was bound to happen cause Zayn and I are really good friends, you would have met him sooner or later" He stood to his feet, making his way over to me.

"I want you soo bad Muna, in every way but it is just that Zayn and I go way back and..." He held my shoulder to bring me face to face with him. I nodded weakly, concluding that that was it

I could see it coming.

"Its fine, I'd be gone after today" I told him, holding him by the waist and stepping closer to him.

I don't know where I got that urge from. His body tensed up with my touch, his brows furrowed.

"Gon-" He attempted to speak but I shushed him, bringing my finger to his lips.

"You don't have to say anything else, I understand" I begun to caress his lips which caused him to inhale a sharp breath. He stared down at me which skyrocketed my nervousness.

My hand travelled from his lips to his cheek and behind his neck. His palms instantly rested on my hips, pulling me closer.

"What have you done to me? I can't stop thinking about you" He whispered. I don't know what it is about Nicholas but he makes me feel special. He keeps me in a constant state of confusion because I didn't know exactly how I feel about him.

He leaned down, his lips ghosting over mine.

My lips parted, waiting for him to make a move. His lips touched mine softly, pulling my bottom lip between his. As soon as I opened my mouth to kiss him back his phone rung, causing us to pull away from each other. He held my gaze, his eyes darkening and bringing his tongue out to wet his lips.

Tearing his gaze away, he reached for his phone and an expression flashed through his eyes as he stared down at the caller.

He swiped, accepting the call, his gaze back to mine.

"Hey.. yeah it still stands I'd be there in 30 minutes... okay sure" He spoke into the device.

"You're leaving? That's a first" I joked, trying to kill the awkward silence I knew would have followed.

He chuckled smiling slightly but it was gone as soon as it appeared.

"I'm going to meet Zayn" He informed me, sliding his phone into his pocket not once looking away from me.

I wasn't that naive to think it was just a friendly outing. I knew what their topic of discussion was going to be and I was dreading every moment of it.

Nodding, I sighed "I swear I didn't see this coming, I'm so sorry if this has caused any dr-" He shushed me.

"I wouldn't lie, we are indeed going to talk about you but this isn't your fault" He pulled me in by my waist and kissed my forehead.

"What exactly about me?" I asked before I could bite my tongue.

"Don't worry about it my beautiful lady" He smiled but I could tell it wasn't genuine. I've seen his bright smiles several times to know when it was forced. Either way, I nodded, stepping away from him.

He reached for his keys, nodded his head as a form of goodbye which I mimicked, watching him disappear through the exit of his office.

I sighed and went back to work at the bar. Lacking focus the entire night, my mind kept wandering.

What were they talking about, what were they doing?

All these things were running through my mind.

What was Zayn up to?