When Opposites Attract

Jermaine

Zayn's P.O.V

"You good mate?" Jake asked as we pulled up to the sketch location C-Rich's boy gave us. I nodded my head, still not wanting to talk about last night at all. "Listen, I know that you're still pissed about last night, but I need to know you're here Zayn."

"I'm good Jake." He said nothing and soon I put my car in park right in front of the beat down steel building in the middle of some random shipping dock. There were shipping containers surrounding us and as we both stepped out of my car we couldn't help but look around, wondering if we were at the right place.

"This is the address the guy gave you?" Jake asked. I nodded my head, not understanding as well.

"Zayn?" A low and rather intimidating voice called for me. Jake and I both turned around to find a HUGE dark skinned man walking towards us. I instantly felt a bit uneasy. He easily cleared 6 ft seeing as he was way taller than Jake, and he could only weigh a minimum of 300 lbs. "I'm Dom, we talked on the phone last night." I nodded my head and soon the big man was dapping me up before he did the same to Jake.

"Jake." He said, introducing himself. Dom simply nodded his head before he gestured for us to follow him towards the steel building and as soon as we got to the door, there waited a man equally as big as him, but he was actually light skinned.

"Legs spread, arms out." The man said, and Jake and I weren't about to argue. He patted us down thoroughly and when we were good to go, Dom led us further into the dark, cold and empty building.

"Alright." He started as we approached the lone door right in front of us. "Wait right here. Ima see if the boss is ready." Jake and I nodded our heads before Dom entered the room, closing the door behind him.

"Wow, this is different." Jake said. I scoffed.

"I could have told you that last night. This isn't the simple shit we do anymore Jay." He nodded his head, and like me I could tell he was realizing if we walk down this path, there's no turning back. We'll really be in the business and the only way out of it will be in a box.

"So you still think we should go through with this?" I shrugged my shoulders, nodding my head. We're already here and I don't see us walking away that easily at this point. Soon, the door to C-Rich's office opened and as soon as Dom gestured for us to come in, my heart actually dropped realizing, I was about to meet one of the most feared men in our area.

"Boys." C-Rich said in a surprisingly upbeat manner, as soon as we entered the room. Jake and I nodded to him with our staggered hellos before he gestured for us to take a seat in the two chairs right in front of his desk. Jake and I did just that. And while I made my way over to the chair, I couldn't help but stare at the man.

For one, his eyes seemed so familiar but I quickly shook that off, knowing I've never seen him before in my life. Seconds, aside from the many tattoos he had up his arms, he was actually a really clean cut lad. His hair was nicely combed and styled, his face was rather spotless but covered with a well shaped beard and his dress was definitely up to par. I could tell the clothes he wore weren't the cheapest things.

"Welcome," He started as Jake and I got comfortable. "I'm C-Rich, but anyone who works for me calls me J." Jake and I both nodded our heads.

"Thanks for taking the time to see us." Jake said. J simply nodded his head, before a smile appeared on his face and he leaned back in his chair.

"So tell me, why are high schoolers like you trying to work for a dealer like me?" I remained quiet, seeing as stuff like this is Jake's specialty. I simply would have replied I need the money, cause that's the truth. But honestly, to get the best deal in the business you gotta be charming and charismatic; so in other words you HAVE to be like Jake.