Revenge (Punk Niall Horan)

Chapter 6

*Niall's point of view*

It had been two weeks since the first day of school. Things are going more smoothly then I could have imagined. It was clear that ever since our encounter at the grocery store, Bailey was dead set against talking to me. Or making contact in anyway. She would sit down in homeroom and stare at her phone until the bell would ring and she would rush out the door like the room was on fire. Not that I minded.

Other than that, all of my plans were quickly falling into place. 

I soon realized that Marcel and his friends were the exact people that I needed to start my revenge. Wendy might be a little quite, but Jane was so head strong she made up for it. James' hatred for Gregory was so clear that I knew that that would be his target. Marcel wasn't too bad himself. I was actually on my way to have lunch with him now. 

It's Friday night so I had made plans to meet with him at the local McDonalds. Not a very professional place, but it'll do. 

I had told them about the plan on Wednesday. Jane was all in hands down. She wanted this so bad. James was a little weary, but as I continued to make my arguement, I could see a spark in his eye. Wendy didn't say much, but I could see her glancing over at Clare which I took as a good sign. Marcel was the only one who put up a lot of counter arguments, but I think it was because he wanted to make sure it was bullet proof. Which he slowly realized that it was.

I shoved open the doors to McDonalds as the sent of fake meat filled my nose. I turned to see Marcel sitting at a booth in the corner with a tray of fries and paper spread in front of him. I quickly walked over and plopped down across from him. 

"Hey," I said as he jumped a little.

"God you scared me," He complained as he looked up.

"Yeah, sorry," I fake apologized, "Okay so do you have the final list?"

"Right here," Marcel said sliding a piece of paper to me across the table and grabbing a fry. 

I quickly scanned it and a smile spread across my face. Perfect.

"Is it good? Does it seem like it'll work? I'm not sure about this," Marcel said as I could see him rethinking his idea to agree to my plan.

"Marcel you can't keep saying that. I've told you a million times, I've spent my whole summer thinking about this. If you keep backing down I don't know if I should even let you do this. I need to know that you're in. We can't have someone blowing this," I said getting slightly tired of his shit.

Marcel sat up, "No, no I'm in. I'm sorry I've just never done anything like this. Can you just tell me the plan one more time?"

I sighed, "Alright so you're sick and tired of Derek and his stupid ass posy making fun of you right?" 

He nodded.

"Alright. So there are five of us and five of them. Each one of us will get a certain target. One person who will be our main focus through this year. According to this list Jane gets Caroline, James gets Gregory, Wendy gets Clare, I get Bailey, and you get Derek. Now Derek is the leader so that's why I need to know that you're not going to be a pussy and quit half way through because then we all go down. I will do everything first. I will get you the number when I get them and I'll hack your phones so that you can send anonymous texts. We start out small. Only text messages. By the end of the year they will be completely ruined." I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest satisfied. 

"So what happens if someone else backs out?" Marcel asked.

"We take over. Someone will take double duty and we will swap. The thing is if that happens we can't keep telling whoever drops what's going on. And that's where you and me have our little secret," I looked down at two other papers in front of Marcel.

He looked up at me as if asking not to make him do it.

I sighed, "You need to trust me Marcel. I'm not going to use whats on that paper against any of them unless it's needed. I actually like you guys."

He slowly slide the papers to me and to prove that I was trust worthy I folded them up and put them in my pocket before even looking at what was written on them. 

"So when does this whole thing start?" Marcel said grabbing more fries.

I did the same, "Well I'm going to start putting my plan into action on Monday. So pretty much as soon as possible. I'll keep you all updated as to what's going on and when I finally get the numbers you need that's when you start. I'd say at tops a month. So you have plenty of time to get your shit together and make a plan."

"I already have my shit together," He defended, "But this isn't something I've ever done before. Sorry I'm not top of the game when it comes to ruining peoples lives."

"Just remember that you aren't sparing anyone's feelings. It's not like they ever spared yours," I pointed out.

We sat and talked more about ideas and what the other were thinking. As time went on I could tell that even though he wouldn't admit it, Marcel was excited.

When we ran out of fries we decided that we had discussed all that we needed. 

We parted ways and I jogged over to my car. As I sat down pulling my seat belt around me, I thought of something. I pulled the two extremely important pieces of paper out of my pocket. What was written on this paper would be the one thing that made sure that no one in our group would become a trader and rat us in. I was tempted to open it and see the information that Marcel had scribbled on it in black ink. As I was about to unfold it my head snapped up and I immediately opened my glove compartment, threw the papers in, and slammed it shut.

I wasn't aloud to look yet.

Author - In all honesty, I'm pretty happy with this chapter :) OMG GUYS! I am LOVING the feed back I am getting! Every comment puts a huge smile on my face you don't even know :) So please continue to leave your comments, read, and vote. Tell your friends who have major Niall feels about the story. I'm sure they will love it (or at least I hope). Thank you so much for all the support, luv ya guys!!

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