The one in control

Chapter 1

So here I am, in the year 2030 sitting in my new apartment waiting for my cousin to get back. I moved here, to the city of London just two years ago from the countryside, thankfully I already had my cousin who lived here so I had a decent apartment to go to which saves me money on buying one. I look outside, grey, empty buildings meet my gaze.

Thick fog and fear fills the air outside.

It was June 2023 when it happened. When they took over, everything changed. Nothing is the same as it was. They own everything and they own everyone, they have complete control over everything. People are even afraid to leave their houses now, they live in fear. Constant fear. The only place that provides people with a feeling of safety is inside their homes. The only customers in the small café I work part-time in all work for him. Normal citizens only go to supermarkets for food and work now and that's only because they have to, to have money. The times when people could just go out to parties, clubs and restaurants with friends have long gone. Everything else that people need is ordered online. Fear has destroyed freedom in a strange way. A fear of him, and his gang- I don't even know if it is a gang, it's too powerful to be just a gang. It's more like an army.

People do the same things as they used to, work, study, have families etc. but they live in fear. He has taken away peoples freedom without even saying it.

Harry Styles is his name, the name that haunts every single civilian's dreams. His name gives me shivers, the name we're brought up fearing, the devil himself. I don't even know what he looks like- only a few do. There are rumours about him, his striking looks, and his deadly temper. Some say he isn't even human. It's safe to say he is definitely talked about. Him and his, shall we say team, took over the Western world around seven years ago now. He is the main one, the one behind everything. The one with all of the power. He has about four other men just below him in the rank that do his dirty work, their identities aren't hidden though like Harry's is. Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne are their names. Below them are about 100 other men who also work for Harry and who were involved in the overruling. The police, government and everyone else that used to be in power are now beneath them. All working for him. In a way it's fascinating, how one 26 year old man managed to overpower everything and everyone, gain so much power, and make so many fear him. They're like the mafia, only on a larger scale. They use the power they have over people to get what they want, money, drugs probably, and people working for them. The only thing they really want is control, the only thing he wants is power, to be superior to everyone else and have everyone sucking up to him, treating him like a king. Well that's what we've all been told anyway. He achieved it through inflicting fear, killed those who tried to go against him. He kills in twisted ways, as a warning for all to see. Using them as examples to anyone who thinks about defying him.

I look at the clock, I have ten minutes until I have to start work. I'm currently doing an English degree so I have a small part-time job while I have two months off of university in one of the very few little cafés around still. I hear keys, closely followed by the front door opening. Aria, my cousin walks in with grocery bags, smiling like always.

"Hey, bitch!" she jokes
"Sup, shit head. I'm so bored, literally I've done nothing all day and it's got to the point where I'm actually looking forward to going to work."
"Well, Elizabeth, you can do that once you've helped pack the shopping away. And be careful out there, you know to keep your head down and be unnoticed." She scolds
I hate when she's like that. I'm 18 now and she's only four years older than me I swear she acts like my mother. She's so protective.
Once we pack away the shopping I leave for work. The day just passed by with nothing in particular happening. Work was the same as always, men come in and I ask what they want, I serve coffee and take advantage of my 20 minute break, as always. The men I serve terrify me, they all have at least one gun on them, its Harry's orders, and they just bow down to Harry's every command, like everyone does.