present time
(louis is 17 & harry is 16)
Louis pov
I took the fag out of my mouth and threw it on the ground, stomping it out. I took a glance to the right and left of the dark alley way, waiting to see where zayn is.
I huffed out an annoyed sigh for not seeing him yet. I fished out my phone from my pocket and looked at the time. "8:42" I said out loud to myself. "Where the bloody fuck is the dolt? He was suppose to get there at 8:30" I said annoyingly to myself. "I'm right here." Zayn's thick accent rang through my ears.
I glanced up and looked at him with a bored expression casting over my face. Zayn threw me a playful smirk before gesturing him to follow me out of the alley. I put my phone back in my pocket and walked slowly after him. "So what do ya need ay?" I asked him once we fell into step on the sidewalk. "Apparently Grimshaw 'retired' and gave his position away to some kid." Zayn stated, putting quotations around the word retired. "Really? To who?" I questioned, curiosity getting the best of me. Grimshaw and his gang was our rival but hearing that Grimmy is out of the gang, is baffling.
"I don't even know. But I've heard that he's good with knives and guns. I also heard he's really organised when it comes to dealing drugs and his personal escorts. He might actually be a bit of a challenge for me to compete with" zayn snickered as he turned into a liquor store.
I followed him inside and watched him buy a pack of cigarettes. "Camel, short blue" he said to the clerk behind the register. I went outside to wait for zayn as he paid the clerk.
He came back out side and I finally asked the question that's been running laps in my head, "so what do ya need me for?" Zayn smiled softly as he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "I actually have a court date tomorrow. I'm probably going to go to prison. So I need you to step up and take my spot. I'm telling you about Grimshaw's new leader so you can be aware." Zayn said as he exhaled the smoke.
My mouth fell agape and watched him basically read my mind. "Some prick ratted me out about selling weed. At least they didn't find out about everything else. I'll be out in a jiffy but I need you to take over while I'm away, got it?" Zayn snapped.
I nodded my head and patted his back. "M'gonna miss you mate" I said, softly. Zayn is my best mate and it's gonna be hard doing all this without him. "Likewise" he replied briskly, taking one last drag from his cigarette before throwing it on the street.
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It's been two days after zayn's court trial and two days since he's been in prison. I was at a high school party, knowing that not only my gang is here but Grimshaw's old gang. Lolly was playing loud through out the house. My eyes drifted over the crowd until I see the front door swing open and I see Grimshaw's gang walk in but with a very attractive lad. He looks a lot like.. Harry?!
My mouth fell open as I watch him smirk at all the looks he was being thrown. His eyes casted over the crowd until I saw them land on me. The counter I was leaning against didn't seem like it can hold my weight.
I watched him slowly walk towards me, steps synced with the song. He finally reached me and I watched him casually settle against the counter beside me. "Fancy seeing you here, Tomlinson" harry spits out, smile lazily traced his face. Out of the corner of my eye I see my guys get a hold on their gun. "No need to do that lads. I got it" I order them. I see Harry's eyebrow rise. "I'm in zayn's place for now" I inform him. Harry shrugged before stating "Nick gave me his spot" my mouth fell more open before I snapped it shot and glared at him. "You're the person everyone's talking about that took over Grimshaw's gang?" I said, baffled. Harry threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Yeah. He's a good friend of mine. He decided he was done.he got a scholarship to a university in London" harry said as he calmed down from his laughing fit.
A girl that was quite busty walked over to harry, whispering something in his ear before he pulled back and shook his head, indicating yes. He pulled a bag out of his jacket and passed it to her. She handed him money and threw him a wink before she walked off.
"Li!" I watched Harry yell over his shoulder. A boy with brown hair and soft, caring brown eyes walked over to harry. Once he instantly spot me, he pulled out his knife and lunged at me. He pined me against the counter and he spit in my face "what game you playin at tomlinson?" I watched him with amusement as my gang pulled out their guns; aiming at the so called Li. "Let him go. He's someone I use to know" Harry said, putting a comforting hand on "Li"'s shoulder. He nodded and got off me. I threw him a smirk and dusted off my shirt. "Here's the money. Give it to Andy. And please be careful liam" Harry said as he gave "Liam" a wad of cash. The boy nodded and walked off.
"So who's that?" I questioned the now taller boy. "S'just my best friend, liam" Harry stated quickly. My mouth formed an 'O' shape and grabbed my forgotten beer and started drinking it.
"How have you been, haz?" I asked, innocently. I watched his prominent green eyes flash to my blue eyes, anger in them. "Don't fuckin call me Haz unless you want me to beat your pathetic ass up" he snapped at me, clenching his jaw. I set my beer down and put my hands up. "Okay, okay. So I kinda do deserve to get my ass beaten up for what I did-" I was cut off by harry scoffing. "-but I'm truly sorry." I said. Harry studied my face for a minute before turning back towards the crowd.
"I only joined nick's gang because they offered protection. They actually helped me get through high school, still are. Unlike you." Harry said, voice cold and hard. I flinched and casted my eyes downwards.
"I think it's time I should go" I stated, quietly. "Yeah. I think you and I have had talked enough. Don't expect me to give your gang a helping hand once I'm done taking over this city. You guys are all pathetic assholes that don't know what a soul is. That's the difference about Nick and malik. Nick has a soul. He cares about everyone in his gang. Malik doesn't give two shits. Why do you think so many of his personal escorts are riding with us now, huh? Because Malik didn't care about their good being. Good luck with whatever you're doing. Don't talk to me from now on unless you want me to beat the shit outta you" Harry sneered before walking off to join Liam and some other kid.
I watched his retreating form and felt all my emotions take over as I pushed through the crowd, going to the front. I threw up in a bush and felt someone's hand rubbing my back. "You okay mate?" I looked up to see a guy, with a blunt dangling from his mouth. I nodded my head, wiping the excess throw up off my mouth. "Can I take a hit?" I ask him. "Sure." The guy said, handing me the blunt.
I put it between my lips and inhale. "Damn this shit is good" I say and exhale, laughing a little. "I got it from styles" he said, shrugging. My shoulders tense and I throw him a look. "Do you know who I am?" I ask him, timidly. "I took a tablet too so all I see is queen Elizabeth" he said, then throwing his head back and laughing. I glared at him before walking away, to my car. This night was just a disaster.
