TRYST | H.S

002

SUMMER 2015 // LONG BEACH, CALIFORNIA // HARRY STYLES AGE EIGHTEEN

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I take a shot of vodka before pulling the black bandana over my face, "In and out, don't try to do any fancy shit. We just need to get the money. Louis, you got the shit to unlock the safe?" I state, looking over at my boys.

Louis nods, tucking his hair onto his beanie. Niall takes the bottle of vodka from my hands and takes a swig of it, wincing as it hits his throat. "You two really wanna be drunk while we're doing a bank heist?" Liam says before doing a line of coke.

"You are literally doing coke please shut the fuck up." Niall says hitting the back of Liams head, making it hit the mirror he was doing coke on. "Fucking cunt." Liam mutters, holding his head.

Louis rolls his eyes, "We need to leave now if were gonna do this on schedule." taking the vodka from Niall's hand and the mirror from Liam's. They put on their masks and we jump into the car, my dad had one of his goons be our getaway driver.

My father is the leader of the second biggest mafia in America. We used to be in the biggest, but then we separated from them and made our own on the west coast. Once my father retires, I will be the mafia leader. My one job is to somehow take down the east coast mafia.

The boys and I are in a small band called Lying In California, we do small gigs at the Whiskey A Go Go on weekdays. My dad lets us do it because he thinks that if we get big enough to tour, we can do drug runs and killings for him. Im fine with it though, drug deals and killings arent that bad.

We pull up to the bank, the boys and I hop out, "Circle back here in fifteen minutes, doors open." I say to the driver before closing the door. The boys and I draw our guns are go into the bank. I lower my voice and yell "EVERYONE ON THE FUCKING GROUND!" shooting out the securtety cameras.

Louis and Niall go back to where they keep the safe, kicking down the doors. Liam keeps his gun pointed at the civilians while I keep mine on the tellers. "Nobody fuckin' move or try shit. otherwse you will have a bullet through your fuckin brain." Liam says, the people nod.

Niall and Louis run out from the back, "Got the shit." Niall says to me. I nod at Liam. We run out of the bank and jump back into the car, slaming the door shut once were all in it.

"How was it?" the driver asks, "No one got shot." I say coldly. "We took everything in the back, banks only keep like 100k in them now. We need to rob casino's, that's where the moneys at." Louis says, pulling his hood off.

Niall shakes his head saying, "Casinos also have cameras everywhere and guards with guns on them all around." making everyone nod in agreement. I take my mask off, "We just gotta stick to whatever my dad says, if not we will most likely be tortured and or killed." connecting my phone to the aux and playing 'In Bloom' by Nirvana.

That song is so fucking good, I've been listening to Nirvana since I was like ten. They are who got me into music, and why I got the boys to learn how to play shit. My band mostly is covering old rock and grunge songs right now. I sing, Nialls on guitar, Louis on drums, and Liam on bass.

We finally get back to the compound, luckily the cops didn't catch us. Kinda sad we didn't get a police chase though, that shit makes me so happy. I'm an adrenaline addict, as well as an alcoholic and drug addict.

We jump out of the car and head into the compound and to my fathers office. I knock on his door before going in.

My father looks up from his desk, "Got the money?" he questions, setting his pen down. I nod, grabbing the duffle bag from Niall and setting it onto his desk.

Father checks the bag, "One-hundred fifty thousand. Good." He says, putting the money into piles.

He put the piles into his vault and says "You are all dismissed. Harry stay back." shooing away the others. I nod and sit in one of the chairs set in front of his desk.

He gets up from his desk and goes over to his liquor cart, getting two crystal glasses and pouring old bourbon into them. He sits back in his chair, setting a glass in front of me and one in front of himself.

He takes a sip of the liquor and says "Your doing very well son, I have high hopes for you to lead us one day. The band is doing good aswell, i'm thinking of scheduling a small tour for you all. It'd be a few states, bar shows. It would be a good opportunity for the band to get your name out there, get involved in the scene. You will need to put out a few songs online, make sure you have it available for people." looking down at the papers he was writing on when I walked in.

I nodded, "That's an amazing idea father. Thank you. The gigs at Whisky A GoGo are really picking up. I think they'll let us to weekend shows, and thats fucking amazing. All iconic rock bands started there. Mötley Crüe, The Runaways, Van Halen, AC/DC, Guns N' Roses." I say, leaning forward grabbing my drink.

My father nods in agreement, "Good. I have work to attend to. You can leave now." picking up his pen and grabbing a paper from one of the drawers in his desk. I nod and shoot back the last of the whisky in my glass before standing up and leaving his office.

I walk out of the compound, pulling out my pack of malbro reds. I pull out a cigarette and my lighter before putting the cigarette to my lips and lighting it. i inhale as the dangerous smoke goes into my lungs. A feeling of relief coming over me.

"Harry" I hear someone say from behind me, I turn around and see Liam jogging towards me, he stops and says "fuck" trying to catch his breath "Im good, give me a sec, fuck" hunched over starting to throw up, hands on his knees. I pat his back, "that's why you don't do coke mid day" chuckling. Liam stands up, "fuck off, I'm fine and in better shape then you. Anyways, Whiskey A GoGo called. We have a show on Friday, were opening for a big act so its gonna be a big crowed." smiling taking out a flask from his coat pocket and using whatever was inside it to rinse out his mouth.

My jaw drops, causing my cigarette to fall to the ground. "fuck, oh my fuck. Were really doing this. oh my god. fuck. holy shit." I say as my eyes widen. Liam laughs as I have my freak out. "Were fuckin making it. Holy fuck oh my god." I say basically jumping.

I stomp the cigarette out and run back into the compound and down the halls to my fathers office. I knock on his door quickly before busting it open, making the woman who was sat on my fathers lap jump off of him.

Father groans, "What do you want Harry?" he questions trying to compose himself. I ignore everything I just saw and say, "Father, Liam just told me we booked the Whiky A GoGo for Friday, were opening for a big band. Thats all." looking down at the ground.

"Good. Work on recording music, I'll have one of my men arrange a time for you boys in the studio." he states, fixing his tie. The woman whos now standing next to his desk coughs, making my father look over at her.

"Thats all, you can leave. Tell the other boys." father says, shoo-ing me off. I nod, leaving she closing the door.

I leave and see niall down the hall doing some awkward dance. I shake my head with a chuckle, walking over to him.

"Niall, what the fuck are ya doing bro?" I say, making Niall jump as he didn't notice me. "Im dancing bitch, we're making it!" he says, continuing to dance weirdly.

I give him a questioning look, "Okay, well tell the boys to meet in my office. We need to pick a few songs to record and publish." I say, walking down the hall to my office, Niall nodding and walking off to tell th other boys.

I sit in my office chair, spinning around in circles,

Maybe I'm making it.

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wattpad was a bitch and randomly decided to delete the last part of the chapter so i had to rewrite it. sorry it's not the exact same.

so much luv — elle