Can you shut up for once

1. I'm gonna find you!

- Saturday 1999 -

"I'm gonna find you!" Harry was sprinting through big old trees, that were surrounded by darkness and deep shadows. His breath started to hitch and his legs burned from the exhausting activity. "You can't hide! I know this area like the back of my hand." A soft crack came from the direction in front of Harry. His eyes snapped forward so he could scan his surrounding properly. A flicker of light appeared behind an old muddy tree. A small but showing smirk was drawn on the boy's face. He knew he had her right there, where he wanted her to be.

Harry crept closer and closer to the source of the noise, knowing that she could no longer escape. He reached out, just millimeters away from touching the tree with his fingertips. A small, high giggle broke the silence and lead Harry to jump forward. He packed the brown-haired girl with both arms and pushed her against the tree as the girl shrieked in shock.

"I said I'm gonna find ya' Gems!" The 9-year-old, little girl started giggling again and leaned forward to throw her arms enthusiastically over her younger brothers' shoulders to pull him into a tight hug. "I know you would Hawy!"

The vision got steady blurrier and the tones got slightly numb.

"Gemma, Harry! Where are you? Lunch is ready." Harry jumped up at the Sound of his mummy's voice. "MUUUM! Gem and I are HERE." A quiet bark from the grey speckled puppy with a curly tail and multicolored eyes was heard in the distance. "MUM I-"

"H! Harry! Look what I found on Instagram."

Harry fell off the warm, old couch he just slept on a second ago till a blonde leprechaun screamed so loud the building was shaking. Harry was still not quite awake.

"What the fuck Niall? Can't you look into a room before you.... fucking arsehole."

Harry mumbled his words and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands. Niall took a few steps back in regret.

"Oh shit, sorry H. Didn't know you were sleeping, it's- 5 p.m. mate."

"Yeah. So?"

Niall looked a bit confused at him. "You alright mate?"

"Yeah sure. Why you here? And I hope for you it's something at least half as important as my beauty-sleep."

You could see in Niall's eyes, that he was not really believing Harry. "Right, ehm- oh yeah ok. I was on Instagram and I noticed a little something."

Harry moved his hand to show Niall to talk faster.

"You know the Lucas-Family? The really fucking rich one with the big ass pool in the front?

"Yeah what about them?" Harry started to get a little more interested now.

Niall noticed that and had a small smirk drawn on his face. "The lovely Charles Lucas took his half-age mistress on a trip to Saint-Tropez France and his beautiful villa will be empty until tomorrow morning."

"God I love you and your social-media addiction sometimes." Harry grabbed the blue-eyed lad's head and placed a granny-smack on his forehead. "Let's go get our paycheck. Have you already told the others?"

Niall rubbed his forehead in disgust. "Nah, just Payno. Zayn is nowhere to be found."

"Not very surprising. Alright just let me get ready and get Z. You go and tell Liam we are leaving in an hour and a half or something like that."

Niall left through the rusty steel door with the very well-known, unpleasant noise of squeaky metal. That was the bad side of Living in an old factory-building. Harry finally knocked off the blanket completely to make himself a little bit more presentable.

When he later walked into the living room Liam was already done and preparing some Sandwiches. As Harry saw that they were with applesauce and strawberry jam he grimaced in disgust. Only Niall could eat crap like that. Disgusting.
Speaking of the devil - Niall came into the room struggling to put one of his black skinny jeans on. Liam put the plait with about 6 Sandwiches on the counter, which were apparently all for Niall.

"AH Li. You save my day every day. You god."

Harry smirked at that comment. He just loved that kid.

"Next thing is you call him daddy Ni" 

Harry walked closer to the kitchen area and reached his arm out to ruffle through the blonde fella's hair as Liam let a slight crackle leave his mouth.

"If you want to Leyum I will call you daddy all day."

"Oh fuck off you two. Go get yourself some chick you can get off to and leave me out of your fantasies."

Niall and Harry couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing, holding onto each other to not fall over.

"Leave him alone."

All faces turned to the direction where the voice was coming from, where Zayn was just about to take off his shoes. While Niall gasped in vain, Harry was able to catch himself again and walked up to Zay to hug him in greeting.

"Where were you Z?"

"Just here and there, you know. Oh, I found a letter outside the factory."

Now Liam and Niall were also keen on hearing what Zayn had to say. Harry furrowed his eyes.

"Is it another letter from the city administration?"

The city wants them to be kicked out of the abandoned factory building for 4 years now because they live too close to the rich district and it would lower the 'quality'of it. Zayn shook his head and pulled a white envelope out of his back pocket.

"Nah, no addressing. I opened it. Was just a white piece of paper innit."

Niall looked over Harry's shoulder to look at the envelope.

"Weird."

Liam gave signs in agreement, took the piece of paper, and put it in their post-box. When he came back he had all of their wallets and cellphones in his hand.

"Z you can leave your shoes on, we have a new target."

"Now? Give me time to get myself ready!"

Harry looked at Zayn and he inspected him from top to bottom. Z was wearing some white skinny jeans with a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket on top.

"What the fuck dude, you are so good looking nobody cares what you wear."

Harry himself just threw an old band t-shirt with a pair of skinny jeans on but the other lads looked about the same. Zayn was just a different kind of breed. Niall put on his new white Converse he was so proud of and layed a hand on Zayn's shoulder.

"He's right Zaynie, let's go. I will explain everything on the way.

After that sentence, Harry felt this common feeling of euphoria when they were right about to give the rich assholes what they deserve.

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