Harry's povI was standing by the door very impatiently waiting on the other boys to get ready. I don't get why it takes them so long it not like we're going to something fancy, we're robbing a bank.
It's not really that unusual for us these days, robbing places. I'd rather be doing something more exciting but Niall had to go and screw that up for us. Him and that stupid little cat he had to have. I've never been a huge fan of the usual criminal activities. You know robberies, burglaries, and such. Where's the excitement in that, I want something that'll give me that familiar adrenaline rush.
Torture and murders are what do it for me. That feeling of being in control, knowing that someone's life is in your hands. Putting someone in so much pain that they'd rather be dead than alive. And I know it sounds like I'm crazy but when you join a gang as a high school dropout, a lot could happen to a guy.
My thoughts get interrupted when Niall's annoying Irish voice said," Why do you look like you just shit yourself? You ready?" I roll my eyes ignoring the first statement," I've been waiting for the last 30 minutes for you all to hurry up. Yeah, I'm ready." Niall couldn't help but laugh a little," You know it takes time to look this good." He motions up and down his body with his hands. I can't help but roll my eyes and turn away.
I bring my attention to the rest of the boys, who happen to have been watching me and Niall's encounter. I break the silence," This shouldn't be too difficult, right?" I could tell Louis has been acting weird towards me recently. You get high with the dude and fuck him once and he never lets it go. I've always known Louis has fancied me ever since we met, and we're both very open about our sexualities. It was bound to happen sooner or later.
I'm really not in the mood to explain myself right now. Liam states," Yep in and out. No killing unless someone tries running. You hear that Harry?" He gives me a scolding look knowing what I'm capable of. "Sure thing dad," I say sarcastically not really meaning it. What's so bad if someone dies in the process?
All three roll their eyes, Niall speaks up," We going?" and he walks out the front door. We all follow to the car, Liam gets in the driver's seat of the black van. The rest of us get in the back to get things ready.
On the way there, no one talks much knowing the plan already. I was busy loading my gun when the car came to a stop. I looked outside to see we were a little down the road from the bank we were supposed to rob. Everyone puts their hoods up and bandannas around their noses. "Everyone ready?" I asked. The boys just nodded and started getting out of the car.
I mumble," Let's just give this over with." and walk towards the building. We stand there at the door and Louis exclaims,"Okay. One. Two.-" He gets cut off short by Niall swinging open the door shooting his gun at the ceiling. We all roll our eyes and he says," Might as well make it fun." and winks.
We then hear that loud Irish voice scream," Everyone shut the fuck up and get down!" I couldn't help but laugh when I saw many people screaming for their lives. One girl caught my attention, however. Long brown curly hair and I couldn't help but notice how perfect her body looks. She wasn't moving. Stood in the same place with a shocked expression on her face. I make my way over to her with the thought of having at least a little fun today. Like Niall said 'might as well make it fun.'
I stand right in front of her, towering over her small figure. I make sure to raise my voice a little when I say," Did you not hear him correctly. Get the fuck down!" I immediately regret it when I see her green eyes brim with tears. She looked so scared and usually that would make me happy but not with her. It felt different. Why?
I push back those abnormal feelings and hear a small," Y-yeah, so-orry." as she stumbles to the ground. I continue to push back the weird sensation and say," Oi, boys we've got ourselves a crier. Should I just shoot her now or let her suffer?" Knowing I wouldn't actually shoot her Louis' voice come from the direction of the door," Mate, leave the poor girl alone. You've done enough." Knowing he's right I take one more look into those eyes. Her eyes. They were green, not as dark as mine, a few shades lighter than mine. I felt like I could see right into her soul, but there was nothing there.
Empty.
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