theres a bit of dialogue in this one & its more of a filler, sorry ):
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louis was crushed.
not only that, he felt guilty most of all. zayn really took the rat for something he had no part of. if both of them said it wasn't theirs, though, they both would have went down for it anyways. ultimately it's zayn's car, the heroin was in his posession.
louis listened to the arguments between harry and evan while waiting on zayn to call from the jail. he was on a sixteen thousand dollar bond for trafficking. harry wanted to bail him out as soon as possible but evan was opposed because he claimed it would be better so fix this before it gets worse. that's where they bumped heads. harry thought it was unfair because his brother should be here helping them figure this shit out just in case someone else is next. he's the brains of the trio, he's quick to put two and two together even though he plays dumb. when things get serious, zayn was always the one to ease the tension. it wasn't a coincidence now. harry was first, now zayn. something was definitely going on.
niall kept zayn's phone time racked with money so he could call and talk as much as possible. zayn told him he had court in a few days and would more than likely have to sit until he met bail, or if he was lucky they would give him a percentage of his bond to pay in order to be released. this was his first trafficking offense, they may cut him some slack.
harry threw the nearest item against the wall upstairs in frustration. it happened to be the controller to his own game console, but he wasn't worried about it. he was pissed. zayn didn't deserve to put up with this at all. he would have done the same thing if niall were with him and they got pulled over but it still didn't make sense. he gave him props for doing what he did though. zayn was always one to have someones back one hundred percent. he did it for raven. he loved the child as if she were his own.
"jesus fucking- fuck," harry groaned and stormed out of the room, shuffling down the stairs and sat on the last step. raven spotted her father and crawled over to him, giving him a toothy grin when he picked her up and held her close.
louis moved from his spot on the couch and climbed up behind harry on the staircase. he sat with his one leg on each side of him, wrapping his arms loosely around harry's neck and pulled his back to his chest.
"zayn's okay," he murmured. "still mad at him, but he's alright."
harry sighed and tilted his head back. "if i could kill ev right now, i would."
louis pressed a tender kiss to his temple. "i agree that he's being a bit insensitive over this."
raven tugged at harry's hair and louis carefully moved her hands away before pulling harry's hair back into a low bun.
"easy beebs," he crooned. "gonna hurt daddy."
"daddy's okay," harry mumbled. "she's fine, lou."
his fiancé grabbed one of raven's hands and kissed her tiny fingers. the infant spread her hand out and patted louis' jaw before dropping it and leaning against harry's chest. her father rubbed her back as soft babbles came out of her mouth and she eventually dozed off in harry's arms.
"she calms you down," louis whispered, stroking harry's cheek with his hand.
"both of you do," the gang member sighed. "i'm sorry.."
louis shrugged his shoulders and rests his chin on top of harry's head. "'s gonna be okay, little lion," he brings up his old nickname. harry's stomach fluttered a bit and he smiled softly. he hadn't heard that pet name in ages and a whoosh of memories hit him like a train.
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night shift // l.s.
Fanfiction• completed at 445k • a bartender meets a gang member and lord knows what could happen next. (or; harry has a thing for a really cute blue eyed bartender, louis is in for one hell of a rollercoaster) //lowercase intended, mafia, mpreg, this thing is...