Harry's PoV
"Uh, h-hello?" I cried, standing just outside of the dark alleyway.
"Shut up, dumbass!" spoke a voice from inside, just as I felt a hand grab my wrist.
"HEL-" I tried screaming for help just as another hand clamped over my mouth.
"Shh, shh," the same voice murmured in my ear. It was surprisingly calm, even though the voice was hissing at me just a moment ago.
I let out a breath and un-tensed my body.
The second hand uncovered my mouth, but the first hand was still wrapped tightly around my wrist.
"L-let me go, please."
The voice sighed and did as I asked. "There. Now, do you know what you're doing here, kid?"
"Yeah. I want to buy some... drugs." I hesitated at the word.
The voice laughed. "So it's your first time. I'm assuming you don't know what you want yet?"
"Not really."
"I'll start you off with the easy stuff."
I shifted my weight. It didn't really matter what he gave me, I wasn't going to do be doing the drugs. They were for my friends, but he didn't need to know that.
"Show me what you've got," I demanded.
"This kitten's getting fiesty."
I rolled my eyes.
"I saw that."
"But it's... so dark... how did you?"
"I've been in this business for a while. My eyes have adapted to the darkness."
I caught a flash of white - he was smiling.
"Anyway, listen. I've got a busy schedule; I can't just sit around wasting my time talking to some 15 year old."
"I'm sixteen!" I yelled out of annoyance.
"Whatever! I'll just give you this." He shoved a little bag into my right hand; it felt like there were small crystals in the bag.
"What is it?" I questioned.
"Don't ask. Anyway, that shit costs £200."
"Okay," I said uncomfortably. It's expensive. The boys had better pay me back... I took my wallet out of my back left pocket and pulled out the money he requested.
"See you around, kid," the guy said snatching my money immediately. He flashed another glimpse of his pearly whites and then he was gone. I stuffed the drugs into my jacket, spun around on my heels, and ran out of the alley.
I couldn't believe I had just done that. I felt ashamed of myself, but my friends Zayn and Liam had been expecting them and I knew they would be angry with me if I didn't deliver them like I said I would.
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Drugs & Love / l.s.
Fanfiction21 y.o. Louis Tomlinson deals drugs for a living, and 16 y.o. Harry Styles is his best costumer. One day, Harry doesn't bring enough money to pay for his drugs, but he told his friends that he would supply the stuff at a party that night, and he did...
