Blair

　　Fireworks exploded inside of me as he lips came in contact with mine.


　　The feeling was pure ecstasy.

　　It took me a while to realize that I hadn't moved yet and I mentally inhaled,

　　Gathering my big girl pants and I kissed him back.


　　His arms wrapped tighter around my waist, pulling me in and making me breathless.

　　His lips were soft and pillowy against mine as he kissed me hungrily.


　　Our lips moved in sync and my hands reached up to his hair, burying themselves there.

　　His tongue flicked my bottom lip, asking for entrance.

　　And I willingly gave it to him. But just as his tongue met mine,

　　A throat cleared.

　　I jumped away from Zayn, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.

　　It was Mrs. McGuigan.

　　"I have a class right now." She said quietly, keeping her eyes away from Zayn.

　　"Y-" I cut him off by dragging him outside, knowing he'll scare the poor lady.

　　I dragged him all the way to my locker. The hallway was enpty.

　　Considering that it was still second period.

　　I opened my locker door and when I shut it, Zayn was leaning against another locker behind it.

　　His eyes looked like a storm. His silver orbs were the colour of rain clouds.

　　And he just stared at me. No expression. No emotion. Nothing.

　　Then his pupils dilated, slowly covering the white in his eyes.

　　I stood there, captivated by what I was seeing.

　　I wonder if I could do that?

　　I'd probably shit myself trying

　　His phone started vibrating in his pocket and he pulled it out, never breaking eye contact.

　　When he saw the caller ID, he nodded at me and walked down the hallway,

　　Stopping at the main doors of the school.

　　I leaned against my locker and rested my head against the cold metal, closing my eyes.

　　My birthday is soon.

　　I usually travel back to Chicago to visit my parents' grave.

　　But I'm not sure if I want to this year.

　　I was pulled out of my thoughts by hands landing on either side of my head.

　　"I'm leaving." He said blankly and I frowned.

　　"Why?" I asked, looking at him.

　　"Business." He said shortly, his minty breath hitting my nostrils.

　　"But you just got here." I sighed and closed my eyes again.

　　"I'll come back." He said, not a hint of emotion in his voice.

　　"Sure you will." I rolled my eyes, ducking under his arm and about to walk away.

　　He pulled me back with force, making me crash against his chest.

　　"Come with me." He said, making my eyes widen.

　　"I can't skip school with you, Lucifer." I stated.

　　"Come with me." He repeated, his tone leaving no room for disagreement.

　　"Okay." I said, defeated.

　　He leaned down and kissed my head before releasing my waist and grabbing my hand.

　　Leading us out of the school doors, he got his keys out and unlocked the doors of his car.

　　He opened the door for me and I slipped in. He walked around and did the same.

　　Looking at me, he shook his head and started the car, peeling out of the parking lot.

　　We drove for a while and then made it into the city.

　　Just when I thought we would leave the city, he entered the private parking lot of a building.

　　"What are we doing here?" I asked, looking over at him.

　　"Business." He answered like before.

　　I sighed as he parked and got out. He opened my door for me and when I got out,

　　He led us inside the building.

　　As soon as he entered, all eyes were on us.

　　They landed on me quizzically and on him,

　　Fearfully.

　　A man slowly approached, stopping a distance away from Zayn.

　　"Sir, we have him." The man said and Zayn nodded, gesturing with his head for the man to leave.

　　"Sir?" I asked, turning to face him.

　　His looked down at me and then raised his hand. He made a circular motion with his finger.

　　"Mine." He said, referring to the building and everyone around.

　　"Oh." I said, taking a good look around.

　　It was just like a regular office building. There were cubicles and everything.

　　The walls were painted in red and all the furniture was black.

　　Zayn pointed to a cubicle section

　　"Hackers." He said, then pointed to another section "Trackers." He continued. "Commando." He finished,

　　Pointing to a group of men sitting around a large glass table in another room.

　　"What's your Mafia called?" I asked after a while, looking at him.

　　"The Empire." He said, dragging me over to an elevator.

　　The buttons in this elevator were designed differently. Instead of numbers, there were symbols.

　　"What do they mean?" I asked.

　　"You have ranks in the Mafia. Each symbol matches a level you have reached." He said, checking his watch.

　　I nodded slowly, getting lost in thought. The elevator doors opened and I was met by a large office.

　　There was a glass desk and a large glass wall, making it appear 10x more breathtaking.

　　The interior was, of course, black.

　　Black chairs and a large black couch in the corner.

　　He spun me around to face him, wrapping his arms around me.

　　He leaned his forehead against mine and looked me dead in the eye.

　　"Stay here." He said, kissing my head and walking back into the elevator.

　　He pressed the button and stared at me all the way until the doors closed.

　　I skipped school for this?

　　I asked myself, turning back around and slowly walking over to his desk.

　　There was paperwork scattered on it and I was so bored,

　　I started organizing it.

　　Halfway in, my eyes widened at a specific stack of papers.

　　On it were people's faces, names, ages and addresses. That's not what caught my eyes.

　　On top was a picture of somebody I know and the paper was stamped.

　　Kill, it said