2 am, panama city beach
Zayn sat down on the ledge, legs dangling in the air 259 feet above the ground. The wind blew around him, fresh air replacing the smoke that filled his lungs as he took another drag of the cigarette in his hands. The night sky was covered with a blanket of bright stars, the moon hanging in the middle of it all. He looked up, blowing more grey smoke out of his throat and into the night air.
His jaw clenched as he admired the beauty of the night. It was silent and serene, the smell was cool and fresh. Not a single car had driven by and yet you could still hear rumbles of old engines in the distance. The city lights were on, lighting up buildings like the one he was sitting on. The sound of the waves from the beach, not so far from where he was sat, lulling him into a sleepy state of mind. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply to get a whiff of the sea salt smell.
His phone rang again for the fifth time, he already knew the caller and he was sticking to his decision and that was that, nobody could change his mind. He clenched his bloody knuckles, making them turn white with anger.
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4 pm, 8 hours before- dolphin hotel
Harry watched the 2 other boys follow pursuit of him and into the hotel room after a nice beach day. His hair was soaking and he could feel the pellets of water sliding down his back. He licked his lips, still irritated and red from the harsh water tides, the taste of sea salt lingering on them. He looked up from where he was standing in front of the bed, louis and zayn beiside him with hazy eyes and hair messy from the water; Niall sat on the bed with liam standing beside him like some kind of guard dog with an intense stare that could kill you.
"So, " Niall smiled, twisting the rings on his fingers in an anxious state, " We will be splitting up for today's assignment." Harry furrowed his eyebrows, adjusting his posture to something more assertive and confident, wondering if Niall meant they would do it alone or with someone. The brunette boy took a glance at the high boys beside him and focused on Louis. He didn't know if he was hoping it would be with Louis or if he was dreading working with someone that wasn't focused at all.
Niall took note of the way Harry had turned his attention the short boy immediately and nodded in thought before speaking once again. " We will in fact be in pairs. " Louis and Zayn high fived as though they would be put together " Harry and Louis, Liam and me, and Zayn will be working by himself."
"But why is zayn alone? Couldn't he just chill with me and Harry for the time being?" Louis snorted, arms crossed. Harry clenched his jaw, not opening his mouth to retort , being in the group this long he knew not to fight against the one person who could ruin them all in a quick word.
"Because Zayn can work by himself, i don't care what you and harry are going through just get it over with. Either leave or let it be. " Niall rose to his feet, standing with an icy glare and a sharp tone that put Louis' confidence down in a second. Louis stood like a dog that had been scolded, head down and fringe hanging over his eyes.
Harry cleared his throat, feeling a bit defensive for the discouraged blue eyed boy as he saw how put down he was , he opened his mouth to speak bit it came out low and gravelly with uncertainty . " i think that...uhm me and zayn could work well together. I mean we have before...Or maybe Louis could just go with Zayn if it's an issue for us-"
" You know all they'll do is get high and never get anything done." Liam interrupted the tall male, shaking his head in disappointment. He knew why Harry was being defensive for the poor boy but Louis could handle himself. Liam watched as Harry bit into his lip nervously, chewing on it as he subtly glanced over at louis very so often to see if he would notice harry standing up for him.
Niall nodded" And that is that, no more questions. " He smiled a bit at Liam before directing the boys to their cases.
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11 pm- 3 hours before- Louis and harry driving to Suntrust bank.
Harry twiddled with the rings lacing most of his fingers, a nervous habit he was developing. Louis sat beside him, clenching his jaw as he drove quickly through the somewhat empty lanes. Harry rolled his eyes, letting out an aggravated sigh and and turning in his seat to look at louis.
"What's up with you, is it something i did?" Harry narrowed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows, lips parted in question as louis flinched in what seemed like he was offended over it.
"Why do you think you did something?"
"Well for one, we haven't spoken much since the morning we got here." Harry snorted,slumping back in his seat and looking out the window beside him. He could here the waves from the beach crashing against the shore in a slow yet harsh manner, in a soothing a gentle nature-like way to him. His eyes flicked back to louis, observing the way he thought about what to say. There's not way hes left the boy speechless, he never has.
"It's not personal Harry. " Louis sighed, " Let's just get the work done and not talk about it. We're still friends. " He turned and glanced at harry, watching the male as he let out a small disheartened chuckle. "Best friends." He turned his blue eyes back on the road. Harry left it alone, closing his eyes and listening to the waves hit the sandy surface not that far from them. He could hear Louis humming a tune softly, the song was slow and melodic. Soon he could feel his eyelids drop and he was almost asleep, the noises of the outside world fading.
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11 pm- niall and liam at the police station
Liam smirked at niall, the silver and gold pistol help in his hands was cold, yet welcoming and familiar. Niall shook his head, smiling back at the boy as he motioned his head towards the side of the department building; a signal of him heading to the back. NIall nodded, holding his own gun low to the ground as he stalked towards the front of the station. It was dark, except for a lit area near the sheriffs office. He dropped the gun slowly to the ground, digging through his pockets for a lockpick and muttering a couple of swear words when he came up with nothing.
The sound of large boots behind him caused him to stop shuffling through his belongings, clenching his jaw. "Shit." He muttered, slowly turning around to come face to face with an officer. The officer smirked, one eyebrow arched in amusement. He had a gruff face with a beard and large biceps. Weapons were strung around his waist band- from a nightstick to a double barrel shotgun.
"Not so tough without your crew huh, Niall?"
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Serial Killer
Fanfiction"Okay, so why am i not allowed to smoke weed but zayn can?" "Because when you smoke, youd rather hug your victims and tell them its gonna get better. " Or Where these guys go around doing dumb shit like robbing people but as usual other conflicts...
