Gay, and in a gang [Punk! Louis, Punk! harry]

New recruits

"Line up, you think your ready?!" Cooper said angrily to the new boys, lining up ready for their challenge, to see if they are determind enough to join.

I slumped agaisnt the wall smirking behind my hand which was hovering infront of my face holding a cigerrett. I remember when that was me, lining up, i'll be honest i was scared, i didnt know what i was gonna have to do, but robbing a shop is like stealing candy from a baby now.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, i turned to see roberts standing there a scar running down his cheek. I remember when he did that, in a fight, we were all their but he was in a full rage and he ran into one of the guys holding a knife.

"hey styles" he said, his eyes sparkling, he was high. I smiled and dropped my ciggerett onto the floor, stamping it out. He stepped forward towards me, whenever he was out of it he would normally try and seduce one of us, mainly me.

"Oi styles!" Cooper shouted over to me. I looked away from roberts.

"sorry" i whispered. He shrugged and stumbled away somewhere. I walked over to where Cooper was and starred at all the boys trying to look tough. I smirkked. right rules.

"ok" i started " so you all want to be here?" they all nodded and shuffled " you sure? do you know what you getting into?" i said it in an evil sort of way. Some started to suffle more."Rule 1. Don't get into un-nessery fights with poeple"

"Rule 2. always watch whre you are and who is around"

"Rule3. Every mistake you make a cut will be carved into your arm" I eyed them all up looking at their reactions, some looked like they wanted to leave but didnt want to look like a whimp.

"Rule 4. You can nnot betray your gang, if you do....." i paused and looked back to the pople in the gang, they smiled and nodded. "Let's juts say you won't live much longer" i smiled cruel.

" And finally Rule 5. You do NOT communicate or be-friend anyone in any other gangs!"

that was the main rule.

LOUIS' POV

I jump up onto a bin and reach into my back pocket to get the map of all the alley ways.

"so where we at Tomlinson?" seymor asks spitting after every sentence or so. I jump back down and they all crowd around.

"here" i say say pointing to a small alley way that opens out into a big square. I didn't know the gang there but i heard about them. I wanted to see if they could live up to expectation.

" who is it?" i heard hammer say from behind me. He got his name from the time i thumped a guy on the head, the guy ended up needing brain sergery.

"ok so tomorrow at 2100 hours" i say turning around and scrunching the map in my hand, they all nodded and sniggered. I looked at my gang. 5 strong, hurt and scarred boys, in my controll.

                                                                     ~NEXT EVENING~

" are we all ready?" i whisper as we all hudle.

"yeah" they all whisper back, not quite in unison. I nod and stand up. We were all wearing similar cloths. Ripped black jeans, whit tops and scuffed denim jackets. I pointed out the alleyway we have as a base as an idication to start going.

HARRY' POV

I lead the boys that made it throught he challenges around the back streets and alleyways, giving them a tour if you like. Robert was next to me, smoking......something he was more with it now. WE passed a backstreet ad robert started laughing, the boys looked confused but i sniggered, i knew what hewas thinking. He looked back at me and winked. I heard the other boys whispering some sniggered. I felt my face drop and Roberts looked at them with death threat eyes. I shook my head st him and he calmed and walked onward.

Robert suddenly stopped, makug me almost bump into him.

"wow mate look out!" i exclaimed

I looked to where he was starring so intently. A gang in denim were walking up the strret opposite us. They stopped when they saw us. Oh god. I looked back at the new boys, some where looking scrarred and some where hoping for a fight. Well i felt sorry for the ones who looke scarred.

The one leading them smirked at us and started to walk across teh road flicking his hand forward to tell the others to follow him.