Complications // Ziam #Wattys2016

Bad Intentions

Heyyyyyyyyyy gois

Liam's POV

2 weeks. 2 FÜCKING WEEKS. And we've got nothing. Zero. Zelch, and I'm starting to lose my damn patience.

The warehouse the phone call from Cameron wired to was a complete fluke. No one was there it was completely empty, until we got ambushed.

*flashback*
After getting off the phone with Cameron I turn to Ashton.

"It's a warehouse just at the shoreline." He says immediately.

"Alright everybody suit up, and make sure you have all the weapons you'll need we'll leave in the next hour." Harry says getting up to move to the armory.

I stand frozen in the middle of the room. I couldn't get what Zayn said out of my head. It sounded like he was trying to warn me about something but I didn't know what. Everyone is filing out of the room to go get ready, if Zayn is there, getting him back won't be easy.

I feel a hand clasp onto my shoulder giving a reassuring squeeze. I look up to see Calum's bright smile. "I remember when I was taken away from Ashton, I felt like my whole life was crashing down. But I knew that Ashton would find me and that's what kept me going. Zayn knows you'll find him. We will get him back." His tone gets deeper, more serious. He's been through this, he knows how it feels and how it goes, his reassurance makes everything a little easier.

A hour later we're all ready, we stand by our cars, I step forward into the center of the circle the cars made.

"Okay guys when we get there, no rushing in head on, take it slow and easy eliminate any of Cameron's men on site. We'll slowly and quietly make our way to where he is. Clear?"

There was a chorus of "clear" before everyone got into their car driving off.

On the way there all that can play through my head is me tying Cameron up and giving him a beating of his life. I'll make him regret ever messing with me.

When we get there and make a swoop through the deserted looking building, the worst thing possible is told to me.

"Boss there's no one here." Kevin says lowering his gun looking confused.

I turn to everyone, trying to figure out just what the hell is going on. "You guys checked everywhere?" Everybody answers confirming my fears. We were lead into an empty warehouse. 'What the hell is Dallas playing at?'

"Ok guys regroup at the cars we're gonna head back to the ba-" I was cut off by an explosion to the right of us. The shockwave of it alone was enough to throw us to the ground. That was when the gun shots started. Shït shït shït.

Everyone got up and took cover, firing bullets in random places in hopes to hit something. By the sound of it Cameron's guys were all using pistols. Bad idea.

"Guys stop, wait until I say to shoot okay?"

"You better have a hella good plan Payne." Michael yells from his spot in the room.

7, 6, 5. Dumbasses are shooting too much to realize their clips only hold 15 bullets max.

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"NOW!"