Coming Home (Sequel to Teenage Dirtbag, One Direction/Little Mix)

Crazy Mofos

A/N: Ehh, not my fav chapter. I feel like this is another filler but next is a Leigharry one plus more gore. This chapter has some violence and bad words but of course all the chapters in this story does lol. Also, hello new readers! I see you just finished Teenage Dirtbag and joined this book! Enjoy.

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"Some people...I mean, some people just are crazy! Look at that shit! Look, Niall!" Louis hit his friend on the shoulder causing him to sigh and look to where he was pointing across the street at some woman with her young child. "That woman is walkin' her fuckin' kid on a leash! A leash! What a sick fuck! What a sick, dreadful mum! Who does that?"

Niall lowered his sunglasses as he glanced out the car window at the woman. She was in a huge furcoat with her son standing by a bench while she smoke a cigarette and talked to another woman. His blue eyes scanned the boy who seemed to be playing with a fake gun causing Niall to make a face.

"Maybe she don't want her kid running off."

"I'd want to run off if that woman was me mum." Louis commented with a snort. "Kids are not animals...hell, I think chaining up animals is shit. Why restrain something?"

"Yer mum should've restrained you." Niall muttered before reaching over and grabbing his gun from the glove compartment. "Are we gonna do this or are ya gonna complain about other peoples' parenting when yer dad use to lock you up in the freezer?" Niall asked impatiently. Louis glared over at Niall, looking like he wanted to hit him but grabbed his gun instead. 

"You're such a prick." Louis muttered before cocking his gun and opening his door to exit the car. He didn't wait to see if Niall was following him as he quickly ran up to the two women talking before aiming at the mother's head and pulling the trigger. He watched with a sick satisfaction as the woman fell to the ground - there was screaming and people running away as he pulled the trigger two more times. Maybe it was overkill, but he was still ticked at the woman putting a leash on her young boy. 

Niall hurried up and caught up with him, putting his gun in his jeans since Louis did the job himself. His blue eyes looked at the dead body then over to the boy who seemed to be in shock at watching his mother get murdered. He didn't expect Louis to just go out and shoot her but he figured this way was quicker. It wasn't till he saw him pull out a knife from his jeans did he have to step in front of the kid. "What are ya doin'?" He asked suspicously as he eyed the knife in Louis' hand. "We're not killin' the kid. We don't kill kids."

Louis rolled his eyes before pushing Niall out the way and kneeling to cut the leash that was attached around the kid's body. He looked at the shivering boy with a small smile before reaching out to touch his chin. "Hey there," he said as tears began to spill out the kid's eyes. "What's your name?" The kid looked up at him then back down to the blood that was pouring out his mother's head. "Ok...we're not goin' to get this one to talk...too traumatized. But we have a word for ya father, ok? Now listen carefully," he lifted the blade up to the kid's neck causing him to flinch back in fear. "When your father asks who did this...you tell him the Rasputin's. We know that he snitched and we know that he's stealing money. Now there's some new muscle out here and you need to let yer daddy know we ain't fuckin' around."

"That's enough, Lou." Niall said as he watched the scene in front of him. The kid was scared enough as it was, he didn't need Louis waving a knife in his face and traumatizing him some more. "We should get goin' before the bodyguards show up. They can't be too far." He looked around the now abandoned street before looking back at the kid. "Sorry, kiddo, you were just born into a fucked up family."

"Weren't we all." Louis replied with a snort.

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Harry knew Leigh Anne was a little mad at him. He didn't know why - well, he had an idea why - but he warned her. Sure killing the guy like that after promising him protection was a dick move but Harry wasn't like Liam, he wasn't all heroic and sympathetic...when he was on a mission he'd say anything to get what he needed. And Leigh Anne was now realizing that but maybe now she saw what it would be like.