Nialls POV
'Heres what you ordered,' Blake told me nervously setting the bag of white powder in front of me. I took out a small amount and tried it.
'Theres not enough.' I decided looking at the amount.
'Its what I was told to deliver sir' He shakily told me. I could feel my blood boil, or maybe that was the small amount of coke in my system.
'Its not the fucking amount I ordered.' I repeated.
'I didn't put out the amount Niall, you know I only fucking deliver.' He snapped. I heard Louis' soft whistle at the younger boys rough tone. I glared at Louis, he always seems to make a joke of shit like this. Just because he's to big of a pussy.
I stood from the soft seat of the club, Blake flinched but tried to cover it. He backed away slowly but Zayn already had grabbed him by the arm, taking a firm grip of him, Zayn mumbled something in his ear and the fear was visible in his eyes.
'You tell your fucking 'boss' then Blake that Im not fucking paying for this shite.' I growled. The younger boy agreed, nodding his head. Zayn let go of his arm and the younger boy tried to scurry away.
'Oh and Blake?' I called. He stopped at the door of the VIP section and turned to me.
'Yeah Niall?' He gulped.
'If you ever fucking speak to me like that again I'll slit your throat.'
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Pain (Punk Niall)
Fanfictionpain[ peyn ] noun 1. physical suffering or distress, as due to injury, illness, etc 2. a distressing sensation in a particular part of the body 3. mental or emotional suffering or torment May contain some violent and sexual scenes that some rea...
