19 [SCARLET]: Face The Truth.

Flustered, embarrassed, confused and turned the fuck on; Zayn Malik was going to scream in more than one way.

Zayn's eyes widened, before he blinked once and twice to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

He watched James Barnes get inside the room, closing the door behind him, before he walked the two feet towards the big man who was leaning against the window with a smirk on his thick lips, and he kissed him smack on the lips, hooking his arms around his neck, and making out loudly for what felt like hours.

So this is James' lover? Zayn wondered mentally as he watched the lovey-dovey moment between the couple, before he huffed and darted his eyes away in discomfort.

But why the hell did James and his lover bring him here? Why would they kidnap him? He only met James like two times only, and he sure as hell didn't do anything to piss him off in those two times.

Finally James detached his lips from the burly man to take a look at Zayn, "Go ahead, I know you have a lot to ask me."

"He already fired like ten questions my way," the taller man laughed.

"Oh poor Maverick," James chuckled as he kissed again his lover, whom Zayn knew now his name was Maverick. And if he wasn't in this bloody situation, he may even admit they looked cute together, "But I guess now, it's time to give him his medicine." James spoke again.

Zayn's heart dropped at what James said, medicine? What the fuck are they gonna give me? He wanted to ask but couldn't as he felt like his tongue got tied.

Maverick nodded and walked out of the room, leaving James alone with Zayn.

"What do you want with me?" Zayn grumbled, finally having the guts to ask.

"Me? Nothing." James shrugged his shoulder, as he stared through the window at the outside, like he's admiring the view.

"Does that Maverick want something from me?"

James laughed a loud laugh, "Oh boy! No. I'd cut his dick off and shove it down his throat if he even thought of looking at any man other than me."

Zayn let out a heavy sigh, at least they weren't planning to assault him. "Then what?"

The door was opened again, and Maverick came back holding a bottle of water in one hand and some kind of a pill in the other.

"Open up," Maverick ordered.

"I'm scared right now!" Zayn scoffed as he turned his face away from Maverick.

"Don't be a smartass! Open your mouth." He roared, making Zayn flinch in fear.

"No! What are you giving me?" Zayn shouted back, stupid of him, since he was in the middle of yelling, the big Maverick shoved the pill inside his mouth and followed it with water, and in a second, he had swallowed the pill.

James and Maverick started laughing at Zayn's shocked face.

"Don't worry. It isn't harmful, Maverick made it himself." James explanied, his tone showed how proud he was.

"I'm more scared now." Zayn mumbled, making the huge man frown as his smaller lover snickered, but he placed his hand over his mouth when Maverick turned his frown towards him.

"I have plenty of experience with the making of drugs. It's been tested a lot of times. Besides, Harry would kill me if I gave you anything nasty."

"Harry? As in Harry Styles?" Zayn's eyes were about to pop out his head as he looked between the two men.

"Yeah. He wanted you here, so we brought you here, and what you just took," he pointed his finger towards his mouth, "This pill, gonna help Harry figure out what type of a guy you are."

"What did you give me??" Zayn repeated as he felt the blood draining from his face.

"It's an Adevăr. A drug which makes you tell the truth. Meaning you can't lie even if you tried to." Maverick uttered and Zayn felt trepidation running through his veins.

This was too much on his poor mind.

"I've never heard of it," Zayn swallowed, he was finding it such a hard thing to do now.

"And we want to keep it that way, no one knows about it yet. The world is just not ready to see my great discovery." Maverick bragged with a smile, before he turned to face his lover, "I can't believe we almost got the drug exposed to the public. Do you remember?"

"How can I forget? number 6 was Harry's biggest mistake." James pouted in disgust.

Number six? the sixth murder.. isn't that the one they didn't announce to the public?

"We told him to wait, but he didn't listen. Ugh he's so stubborn! But you, my love, managed to replace the dead fucker's blood tests like the hero that you are and saved us." Maverick smiled before pressing a kiss on James' temple who smiled in content.

"Anything for you." James whispered dreamily.

"Why did you replace the blood tests?" Zayn couldn't help but ask.

"Because they would have shown the unknown drug in his system. As I said the world isn't ready for Adevăr yet." Maverick answered and Zayn stared at them without saying another word.

"I told you, he asks a lot of questions. It's like we're in an interrogation." James smiled in amusement.

"He's kinda entertaining me."

Zayn bit his bottom lip as he teared up, it's like I'm not here.

"Anyway," Maverick continued, "I have to tell you, the drug has some side effects."

"What side effects? Dependency? Addiction?" Zayn uttered in terror, his mind jumped already to the worst scenario.

"No, nothing like that at all.. but it's aphrodisiac." James clarified, and Zayn's heart picked its pace again.

"So expect to be unbelievably honest and horny for the next six hours or so. I'm sure you gonna love it." Maverick smirked.

A chocked sob escaped Zayn's throat, as his body went limp against the wall. His mind went completely blank.

The silence filled the room, before Maverick's phone ringing broke the silenece at the same time Zayn's stomach growled loudly.

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"Yeah, he's here. We're waiting for you." Maverick listened for a while, "Yeah, we've got Liam too, in the other room... no need to thank me brother, they were in the same house, it was easy... alright, see ya." Maverick finished his phone call before he put his phone back in his back pocket, and then he and James started talking to each other quietly.

They got Liam too? Zayn thought, What are they gonna do to us? Are they planning to kill us and write over our bodies with flower petals? What are they gonna write?

Well, they probably should write CHEATER on Liam's body, that would suit him well.. I guess that would goes well over my body too, Zayn mused and winced at those thoughts, I'm really pathetic.

But why would they hurt him and Liam like that? Harry never been anything but nice to him, maybe those two got him by mistake and Harry would come and save him?

But Maverick said it's Harry who wanted him here. Why? Zayn was about to go insane. He felt his stomach turning, and if it wasn't already empty, Zayn was damn sure he'd vomit.

Just the thought that tomorrow he might not be in this world scared the shit out of him.

"Just kill me already!" He cried, some spit went flying out his mouth and around it, but he couldn't wipe it away.

None of the two men spared him more than a look, before they went back to their conversation.

Zayn sighed as he rested his head against the wall again, his wrists had started to hurt him for a while now as he fell deep in thought.

He couldn't lie and say everything he heard tonight, especially what he heard about Harry, came to him as a complete surprise. Harry never showed any respect towards flowers; always used them any way he pleased.

Not just that, there were way more than just one sign. But what scared Zayn to the core and made cold sweat form on his forehead, was when his mind decided; he wouldn't hate Harry even if he did in fact murder those people.

How could I not hate him? He's a murderer, a fucking murderer! Zayn screamed at his mind repeatedly, but nothing changed.

Notwithstanding, the worst thing out of all this now was, feeling himself getting turned on, as his cock swelled gradually in between his legs.

Like a shot, the door burst open, making Zayn gasp and jump slightly on the ground.

"Harry!" Zayn screamed when he saw the tall green-eyed man standing in the room.

He looked totally hot with a pair of black jeans, a leather jacket above it and a white shirt underneath, his hair was up in a bun, showing his perfect face's bone structure, and a pair of pointy shiny black boots were covering his feet.

For some reason, Harry's presence ignited some happiness inside him , he knew the younger Styles was the one who got him here in the first place, but he couldn't stop the butterflies from travelling up his stomach.

Harry was silent when he walked toward Zayn. He looked down at him; tied on the hard floor, with his big hazel eyes staring up at him pleadingly.

"You gave him the pill?" Harry asked while fixing his gaze on Zayn, who gulped. Before he slowly moved his eyes down towards Zayn's crotch, catching a sight of the tent in his pants.

"Yes, Harry." Maverick answered shortly.

"Good." Harry looked quite different to Zayn now. Eyes cold and distant as they looked up at Zayn's face, noticing a line of dried blood from Zayn's mouth and down his chin.

"What caused this?" Harry pointed at Zayn's face.

"He was being a naughty boy, Styles. I couldn't help it." Maverick explained making James let out an amused laugh.

"You did this?" Harry walked toward Maverick who nodded hesitantly.

Harry nodded as well, before his fist flew in the air and slammed against Maverick's cheek with force that made the big man's face turn to the side.

James and Zayn gasped, Harry shook his hand gently while Maverick groaned in pain.

"You motherfucker!" James screamed, and moved towards Harry, but Maverick was quick to tag on his arm to prevent him from making a move on Harry, "No! Don't." Maverick said as he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

"How fucking dare you hit him?" James turned to a beast, as he screamed again and kicked between Maverick's arms.

Harry was looking at them with a blank face, "Your boyfriend knows better than to do this."

"It's true, James. It's my fault, calm down." Maverick grabbed James' wrists gently in his hands.

"But the bitch hit you on the face!" James cried, as he looked sadly at the corner of Maverick's lips. He really was such a screamer.

"And I'd do the same if someone hit you. Come with me, let's go. Harry, I'll be in the other room if you need me." Maverick's voice came raspy as he carried a fuming James in his arms and out of the room.

Harry nodded before he glanced at Zayn, he was shaking visibly, Harry's eyes softened slightly, but he had to stop himself from comforting him. Now he didn't deserve it.

"Follow me," Harry ordered Zayn and started to walk out the door, Zayn struggled to stand up with his hands tied behind his back, but he managed to do so eventually, before he followed Harry's steps as fast as he could.

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