insane || l.s -on hold-

three

t h r e e

it was a week later and the two boys hadn't talked since.

it's not like harry was doing it on purpose, he just needed to make more money to pay his rent and to be able to afford the things he wants. right now, he stood on the corner of that abandoned street where he beat the one guy's face in, the blood still staining the ground but this time it was dried up and more dark looking.

impatiently, he checked his watch, his leg bouncing and he never felt more anxious. the plan was eight thirty and it was now nine o clock. all harry wanted to do was get the drugs out of his hands and replace it with the money.

a gruff looking man came up, a beard covering his face and a beanie covering his head, showing a few pieces of his hair and he wore all black. he was way bigger than harry is but that didn't intimidate him the slightest. instead he leaned back against the wall, clenching his jaw.

"you're late."

the man let out an amused laugh, clearly thinking he was in charge here since he was the bigger one. "thanks for pointing out the obvious. now where's the stuff?" he reached into the pocket, pulling out a stack of money.

harry smirked and reached into his pocket, pulling out a medium sized bag full of white power, aka, cocaine. as soon as the guy reached out, harry stuffed the stuff back into his pocket and glared, his green eyes cold and hard as the man did the same.

"there's a small price for making me wait. you have to pay me fifty dollars extra."

"what? that wasn't the deal! this sh it is expensive enough as it is, i'm not paying you anymore than I have to." he growled and suddenly harry was pushed up against the wall. "give me the stuff or you'll pay."

letting out a fake boring yawn, he rolled his eyes at the same time, grabbing the guys wrist and pulling him off in a swift motion, his hands bending all the way back and snapping.

"it's not nice to threaten me." he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he watched the man scream in agony.

bringing his foot back, harry turned the guy around and kicked forward onto the guys leg, making it go in and he collapsed on the ground at harry's feet.

walking around, he reached down into the guys pocket, taking all of the money plus his wallet and phone before throwing the cocaine at his feet.

"enjoy."

-

the next day, harry payed his rent, his phone bill and traded in the phone for cash, getting a few hundred. it was saturday in the afternoon when harry decided to go to the young boys neighborhood. as he pulled up, he saw the fifteen year old sitting on his step next to a boy.

the boy looked about seventeen, maybe eighteen, black long hair that came to his shoulders, sweeping sideways into a fringe, a lip ring, and from what harry saw, he had blue eyes.

louis didn't look happy being cuddled into him, in fact there was tears in his eyes.

frowning, harry put his car in park and pulled the keys out of the engine before getting out of the car, feeling like he needed to do something. he went to chew on his lip but then hissed when remembering that it was split open from the other day.

he was punched by his landlord for now paying on time and harry didn't do anything because he didn't want to move again.

"louis," harry spoke as he walked up, his boots clicking against the cement, his hair tied in a bun and a trench coat covering his body, skin tight jeans sticking to his legs. the two boys both snapped their head up and louis seemed relieved when the arm was off of him.