No Control // h.s

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Harry's P.O.V

Illegal substances and three other boys are the only things i can remember. I was dropped off at an orphanage at age three. Being left there was when i truly started my life. Until age five I became friends with three other boys Louis, Liam, and Niall. They were the closet thing I've ever had to a family. Niall and his family were driving through town while on vacation, when they hit a patch of black ice. Niall was the only one to survive, but none of his family from Ireland adopted him so he was brought here. Louis has never told anybody how he got to the orphanage. Liam's mother died during child birth and his father was a pathetic excuse for a man and left his mother halfway through her pregnancy. I have never looked into how i ended up in the orphanage, because that small part of my life means nothing to me.

Eventually we were all three adopted. Liam was adopted by an middle aged couple who couldn't have their own children. Niall was adopted by a older woman who was very kind. Louis went from family to family, until he finally lived at a group home. I on the other hand was adopted by a single woman named Sophia. Sophia was the closest thing I've ever had to a mother and i loved her like she was my mother.

Things were good, Sophia was happy and so was I. until Sophia was laid off from her job. She started dating and going to drastic measures to provide for me. Sophia had a boyfriend once named Alex, and he was the one who taught me about drugs, i was at the time sixteen years old. Alex taught me everything i could know about every type of drugs. From good to bad and real or fake, i knew more than the shitty excuse for a local drug dealer. For the most part i liked Alex, but he was an ass to Sophia. He treated her like she was his maid and acted as if his legs were broken. Yet Sophia did everything for him, it was either put up with his lazy ass or be on the streets somewhere.

I was apart from the three other boys until our last year of school. Sophia and Alex moved into another apartment in the town over so I started at the school there. Niall was in my Calculus class and was the captain of the soccer team. At first I didn't know it was him, until we had to do a project together. Niall was still friends with Liam and Louis. Louis was already out of school and was living in a flat in London. In our last year of school Liam, Niall, and I started our business. At first it was just selling the occasional bag of marijuana, but from there it only advanced. By graduation we were selling almost everything you could think of. Weed, ecstasy, coke, molly, Xanax, anything you could request. We were selling Steroids to professional soccer players for shits sake! After seeing what success we were having Louis joined us.

After we graduated, we took our money and bought a large apartment in London. Louis moved in with us and we continued selling. On every bag that we sold it had a cross on it. The more we sold the more powerful we became. Soon we had clients in different countries around the world. After a successful three months we made our first million. we were constantly moving, not staying to long in one spot. Our apartments turned into houses, then houses into multi million dollar homes.

One day our Watchouts were listening to the police scanner, which is what we basically pay them for. The police were on their way to one of many of our drug houses. The house was basically empty, because the police got a link to the house a few days before, so we were clearing it out All of out workers got out before the police showed up. Our employees are always careful, like only moving or packaging our supplies at night. Our employees didn't leave any fingerprints or traces of anyone ever being there, except for the bricks or cocaine.

We aren't sure who gave the police the link, but we believe it was our rival Roman. while we were getting successful Roman was slowly losing more and more money. it would make total sense for him to try to bring us down in anyway. The worse thing he has done so far was take two of our men hostage. We got them back, but we had to pay a five hundred thousand ransom for them. Even if this was an attack by Roman, were not going to react or confront him in anyway. We will just relocate our drug house somewhere safer.

the boys and I just keep on like nothing has happen. we continue business and schedule more shipments. majority of our products are smuggled in on fishing boats from Germany, Ukraine, and Russia. Before the products are brought in from there, we have it sent from Asia and is smuggled into those countries in many ways. Once it is here is is distributed to our packaging houses for smaller sales. some of the packages are sent as is for larger sale and are stored in an airplane hanger at our private airport. almost a year ago we bought an abandoned private air port and we store our products in many of the hangers where it is organized based on size and product. Most of the time we have clients land at the airport to buy the product straight from us.

The government does not know of us yet, and we want to keep it that way. we can never lose focus of success and the importance to keep us anonymous. That has been the main focus since we first started and if we just stopped focusing on that our whole business could fall apart.

A/N: OKAY THAT WAS JUST THE START MY FRIENDS. I HOPE I ACTUALLY STICK TO THIS BC IT IS ALOT OF FUN TO WRITE. I PROMISE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER, I WAS JUST TRYING TO FILL IT IN WITH ALL THE INFO YOU NEED TO KNOW. LUV EVERYONE !!!

MAY xx