Two Pieces

"Do You Have It Or Not"

"This is what I'm talking about Sofia!" Her father yelled at her as she stood in his office, "I taught you better then this."

Sofia tried to open her mouth, but she couldn't. She couldn't speak, she couldn't move.

"These men are blackmailing you!" he roared, slamming her against the wall. She wanted to fight back, but she couldn't. She was frozen.

"They are blackmailing you and you want to give in!" he sneered at her, "You want to go make a deal! WE DON'T MAKE DEALS! WE'RE PAYNES!"

He grabbed her throat, squeezing it hard. Sofia still couldn't move. She wanted to tell him that they couldn't afford another piece of trouble, and that she was trying to help out Liam. But she couldn't, His hand was tight against her throat; he was going to hurt her.

"You're emotional! You're not thinking! You're getting soft!" he screamed, as he squeezed harder, "THIS IS NOT WHAT I TAUGHT YOU! STOP THIS FOOLISHNESS!"

She wanted to tell him she wasn't emotional, she was being logical. She was just trying to get them out of her life. She wanted to tell him she could handle it, and that she was doing the right thing.

"Please," Sofia was finally able to hiss out.

"TURN! IT! OFF!" he screamed. Sofia grabbed his hands, still wrapped tightly around her throat, clawing at them. She couldn't breathe; he was going to kill her.

"SOFIA! DO YOU HEAR ME! FIGHT THESE BASTARDS!" he screamed, "AND TURN IT OFF!"

"SOFIA!" another voice was coming from him now, it was Louis, maybe Harry's.

She was still clawing at her throat when she sprung up from her sleeping position on the couch, gasping for air. Her eyes wide and frightened, as Harry and Louis came into view.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, grabbing her hands, which were still clawing at her throat.

"What the hell was that?" Louis asked, his eyes wide in fear.

Sofia looked at them both, trying to understand. She was dreaming. It was just a dream. She pushed Harry off her, as she stood up from the couch.

"Sofia!" Louis barked, "What was that?"

"I don't know," Sofia answered, quietly, looking around the room reminding herself that he was dead. Convincing herself that she was doing the right thing.

"What were you dreaming about?" Harry asked, his voice concerned. Sofia turned from them both, still trying to calm herself down.

"Hey!" Harry said loudly, grabbing her, "What happened?"

"I don't know," Sofia said, quietly, "I don't remember."

"Sofia, you were clawing at your own neck," Louis said, his face showing how scared he was.

"It was just a dream," Sofia said, shaking her head.

"Hey," Harry said quietly, his hands on her arms as he held her still, "You've got to tell us if something is going on. Maybe we can help..."

"It was just a dream, Harry!" Sofia screeched, ripping out of his grip.

"THAT!" Louis yelled, "Was not just a dream! Sofia, if you're having nightmares or something is bothering you, it's okay. We can help you!"

"I don't need your help!" Sofia snapped, her eyes going dark. Louis and Harry knew that look all too well. It was the look that warned them she was shutting down.

"Don't do that, don't fucking do that!" Harry snapped, his voice almost begging, "Just talk to us..."

"I don't need to talk," Sofia said, shrugging, "It was just a dream. And I don't even remember what it was about..."

And with that, she walked out of the room and up the stairs leaving both boys stunned behind her.

"She's got too many secrets," Louis said, shaking his head, "Too much going on in that head of hers..."

"She's got to let someone in," Harry agreed, "If she doesn't, I'm scared about what could happen."

"I thought trying to get in her head was about helping us?" Louis said, giving Harry a knowing look.

"It was," Harry said.

"What is it now?" Louis asked.

"I don't know, it's complicated," Harry replied with a sigh, before throwing himself back on the couch, "She's complicated."


***

"Where are you going?" Liam asked his eyes full of concern as Sofia rounded the corner of the living room. Sofia sighed deeply. She knew Harry and Louis would rat her out. Harry looked up from his spot next to Liam, his eyes narrowed as he stared at her.

"I already told you," Sofia said.

"Tell me again," Liam replied.

"To the mall with Katie and Em, and then we're going back to Kate's."

"By yourself?" Liam asked, as Danielle handed him a cup of tea. This time Niall looked up, Harry still staring at her. Everyone knew. Everyone looked worried.

"No," Sofia responded sweetly, "I'll be with Katie and Emily."

Liam's eyes narrowed on his sister, and he took a frustrated sigh.

"Liam, I'm kidding," Sofia said, rolling her eyes, "I'm bringing Andy
with me."

"Andy?" Liam questioned, glancing out the window to see Andy standing by one of their cars.

"Is that a problem?" Sofia asked, now she was getting frustrated.

"We have a bunch of over zealous gang bangers shooting up our club, and we have no idea where they are..."

"You don't trust Andy?" Sofia asked.

"Oh no," Liam said, standing up, "I trust Andy with my life. I don't trust you."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Sofia scoffed.

"It means, I want someone's who's actually going to keep an eye on you to take you to the mall, and drop you off at Katie's..."

"Liam, what kind of trouble can I get into at the mall?" Sofia asked.

Liam laughed, loudly. Before giving her a look that said 'are you kidding me?'

"I'll be fine," Sofia insisted

"Are you fine?" Liam asked, cocking his head causing Sofia to straighten up. She didn't respond, choosing instead to glare at him in anger.

"Because if you're not," Liam continued, "Now would be the time to tell me..."

A part of Sofia wanted to tell him. She wanted to tell him everything she had been feeling, and about what she was about to do. She wanted to tell him about her dream, and about all the noise inside her head. She wanted to scream and shout and tell him. But instead she bit her lip hard, and continued to glare. The first part of turning it off, was shutting him out.

"I'll take them," Harry said, putting his tea and newspaper down. Liam's eyebrows shot up, looking over at Harry. Niall looked at him like he was crazy.

He had volunteered so fast, he surprised even himself. It was like he had no control.

Sofia's heart stopped at his words.

No. No. Harry could not go to the mall. He was going to try and get answers. He would be way less easy to manipulate then Andy. He was going to make this more difficult then it has to be.

"You?" Sofia asked, looking at Harry in disbelief.

"It's a slow day here, with Zayn hogging the security footage and you know, not having any other leads come in yet," Harry said, shrugging, trying to brush it off as nothing. It was something.

He stood up from the kitchen table, grabbing his wallet as he finished up his cup of tea with a loud slurp. He grabbed his gun, sliding it in the back of his pants.

"So you're volunteering to babysit?" Niall asked, with a horrified and confused look.

"I think it's a good idea," Liam said, his tone relieved. Sofia bit her lip in anger.

"Fuck me," she hissed under her breath.

"You'll have to take me to dinner first," Harry quipped, throwing her own words back at her.

"Gross," Liam commented with a disgusted look.

"You're going to hate shopping with me, Emily, and Katie," Sofia said, glaring at Harry, "Hate it."

"It can't be that bad," Harry disagreed, causing both Liam and Niall to look up at him with guilty look, while Danielle stifled a laugh.

"You're not allowed to comment on any the things I buy, or how much I spend," Sofia said, crossing her arms.

"Okay," Harry agreed, "I won't. Unless it's ridiculous."

"There has got to be somebody else," Sofia groaned, looking at Liam desperately, "ANYBODY ELSE!"

"Zayn's working on the Suns, Louis is working out, and I don't think I could pay Niall enough to take you shopping..." Liam said, giving her a 'sorry, I'm not really sorry' look.

"True fucking true," Niall agreed.

"Hey, are you still going to the mall?" Eleanor asked, walking into the kitchen with her purse.

"Yeah," Sofia said, an amused grin on her face.

"Well, I'll come with you, I'm so bored," Eleanor said, and Sofia tried not to laugh at the horrified look on Harry's face.
No one could shop like Eleanor could shop.

"You know what you're gonna hate more then shopping with me, Kate, and Emily?" Sofia said, cocking her head in an amused way, "Shopping with me, Kate, Emily, and Eleanor."

"Do you want to go to the mall or not?" Harry growled, grabbing his keys. Sofia rolled her eyes, before staring up at him completely serious.

"No questions," she said, referring to the dream. Harry's eyes narrowed,
but he could see that she wasn't ready to talk about it.

"I promise," he said quietly and Sofia believed him.

She nodded before turning and walking toward the back door, Harry right behind her. Liam grabbed him before he could get to the door.

"Don't let her kill my credit cards," Liam said. Harry shoved him away, annoyed, and giving him a nasty look. He suddenly wondered why he volunteered in the first place.

"And keep an eye on her," he heard Liam say as he walked out the door.

Oh yeah, that was why.

It was complicated.


***

"Okay," Katie whispered to Sofia as they huddled by shoes in a vintage store, "How is it a good idea to go meet the people who are blackmailing you with Harry's life WHILE HARRY IS HERE?"

"Keep your voice down!" Sofia hissed back, glancing back at Harry who looked bored out of his mind standing in an isle of shoes, "I didn't know he was coming."

"What the hell are you going to do?" Katie hissed.

"I'm still going to meet them," Sofia said, grabbing Emily and pulling her toward them.

"I have to meet these guys in 45 minutes," Sofia said, "I thought Andy would be here, and he would be easy to sneak around on. But Harry is here, so I need you to distract him and flirt with him when the time comes."

"Harry's never going to let you out of his sight," Katie argued.

"I don't want to flirt with Harry!" Emily argued.

"I'm going to have to go to the bathroom in 45 minutes, Harry will have the choice of having to follow just me, leaving the 4 of you vulnerable or take his chances and let the only female that is trained to fight go to the bathroom on her own. He'll let me go, and you and Emily will keep him distracted until I get back."

"I don't like this plan," Emily hissed, "I have never liked this plan, but I really don't like it now that I'm flirting with Harry!"

"I don't care what you like," Sofia growled, "Just do what you're told and shut up."

"What are you three whispering about over here?" Harry said, coming up behind them. Emily and Katie both froze in fear, but Sofia turned to him with a grin.

"We're talking about the odds of you letting me get these boots," Sofia said, pointing to the pair of very long hooker boots next to her.

"Not a chance in hell," Harry answered.

"Do you get enjoyment over trying to tell me what I can and cannot do?" Sofia asked, Katie and Emily took this as their cue to go and find Eleanor.

"I like to be in control," Harry said, "If that's what you're asking. But it's especially fun when it comes to you, because you try and put up a fight. That you never win, by the way."

"Does Caroline put up a fight?" Sofia asked, looking up at him innocently.

"Are you going to buy something or not?" Harry answered, ignoring her question; "We've been in here for a half hour."

"I'm going to buy those boots," Sofia said, with a smile, grabbing the boots. Harry grabbed them faster, of course.

"You want the boots, you're going to have to get them out of my hand," Harry said, with a lazy shrug.

Sofia pulled at the boots, but Harry's grip was tight and strong. Sofia swung her hand to try and knock his arm away, but he only grabbed it with his free hand. He raised his eyebrows in annoyance at her.

"Did you just take a swing at me?" he growled.

"You gonna do something about it?" Sofia snapped, her close unbelievable close to his.

Harry pushed her up against the shelf of shoes, so that his body was literally on top hers, and he was in control.

"Don't ever swing at me again," he said, "I promise you, you won't like the consequences."

And with that he pulled the boots out of her hands and placed them back on the shelf. Sofia glared at him, only to have Harry wave his hand down the isle.

"Off you go then, nothing for you to buy here," he said, with a grin.


***


"It's the same shirt you bought in the other store!" Harry yelled, frustrated.

"The other shirt was black and had lace, this is red and has holes!" Sofia yelled back, waving the shirt in front of his face, as he tried to grab at it.

"I like it," Eleanor said, before taking a sip out of her coffee, not even bothered by their yelling. They had been arguing about everything since they got to the mall, and as far as Eleanor could see they were both enjoying it.

"Fine!" Harry yelled, throwing his hands up in surrender and walking over to the rack of dresses that the girls were now trying on, "You want the shirt you can get the fucking shirt!"

"Can I help you with something sir?" a sales lady asked, coming out of nowhere and approaching Harry as Sofia looked on.

"You can," Harry said, with a smirk and his most charming voice. The sales girl blushed immediately, looking down at her shoes. Sofia's eyes narrowed on the girl.

"Those shoes," Harry said pointing, "We need them in a size 8. And these three dresses need to be rung up and bagged."

Sofia wondered how he knew her shoe size, and she also wondered how long his hand was going to linger on that girls shoulder.

"Yes sir," the sales lady said, causing Harry to grin widely.

"And apparently," Harry said, walking back over to Sofia and grabbing the shirt from her hand, "We'll also need this shirt, but in large."

"The medium fits me," Sofia argued.

"The medium shows way too much skin," Harry growled, "So, you can the large, or nothing."

"You can't do that!"

"I just did."

"I will find it in a large," the sales lady answered, not even asking Sofia what she wanted, but following Harry's directions instead. She was still blushing. Sofia scoffed at her reaction.

"You can also ring this dress up," Harry said, pulling a black dress down from a different rack.

"Of course," the sales lady replied nodding, before grabbing all of the clothes and walking towards the register.

"Excuse me," Harry said, his voice clear and dominating. It sent shivers up Sofia's spine, and apparently the sales ladies too, "I'm not done."

"Sorry sir," the sales lady responded, in her most timid voice.

"You can put them on this card," Harry said, handing her a card before giving her a boyish, charming smile, making her go even redder. Sofia couldn't believe what she was seeing. He was so bossy, and this girl was actually buying it, and found it charming.

"Thank you Jamie," Harry said, glancing down at her nametag and giving her a small wink. The poor girl practically ran the other way before she exploded on the spot.

"Do all women react to you like that?" Sofia asked, glaring.

"Like what?" Harry asked, turning to her.

"With the blushing and the 'yes sir' 'no sir', and the barely able to breathe thing?"

"Most," Harry said, as though it was nothing.

"Must be nice for you," Sofia scoffed, her eyes angry.

"You sound jealous," Harry quipped. Sofia laughed, a little too loudly for his liking.

"She was like hypnotized by you, and that tone," Sofia said.

"What tone is that?" Harry asked, stepping towards Sofia, with ghost of a smile on his face.

"You know the tone. That dominating 'you're going to do what I say' tone," Sofia scoffed.

"Maybe she wasn't hypnotized, maybe she was just smart enough to do what she was told," Harry replied, "Maybe you could learn a thing or two from her."

"I didn't even like the black dress on me that much," Sofia responded, ignoring his implication.

"No, but I liked the black dress on you," Harry said, sending her a heated look that made her breath catch, "So now the black dress is yours."

"You paid for my clothes," Sofia snapped, trying to ignore the pounding in her chest.

"You've already spent over a hundred dollars on Liam's credit card," Harry said with a shrug, as he sat down, "I don't want a bullet through my head because he can't get out of debt."

"You didn't have to do that," Sofia said quietly.

"Maybe I wanted to," Harry responded, looking up at her.

"What's the catch?"

"No catch, Sofia," Harry sighed, "Not everything has a catch."
Sofia didn't know how to respond to that, so she didn't. She glanced down at her watch, missing the tiny smile on Harry's face as she did. He was going to say something about the black dress when Eleanor came out of the dressing room in a blue skater dress.

"Harry, do you think Louis would like this?" she asked, spinning around.

"I think Louis likes whatever you wear, Eleanor," Harry sighed in an annoyed voice, "Aren't you tired yet?"

"No."

"I have to use the bathroom," Sofia said, "I'll be right back."

"Whoa!" Harry snapped, standing up, "We'll all go."

"Harry, their still trying on clothes and I am about to pee myself," Sofia barked, "I'll be back in 10 minutes."

"I don't want you –"

"Harry," Emily called, coming out in a very low cut, very short white dress, and turning, "Will you zip this up for me?"

Sofia smirked as Harry eyes bulged out of his head. Even Harry couldn't resist how hot Emily was when she tried.

"I'll be back," Sofia said, before Harry had a chance to argue, slipping out of the dressing room, listening to Harry lecture Emily on how short the dress was.


***


"You have about 10 minutes before people come looking for me," Sofia said, her eyes on the two boys from the store, "But before you say anything, you will tell me your names."

"I didn't know you were in a place to demand things," the dark haired boy hissed.

"Whatever it is you want from me, whatever it is that has you blowing up my phone ever 5 minutes, it must be important enough for you to sound desperate. Which means, you will give me your names or I will walk out of here," Sofia snapped.

"He's Johnny," the tall blonde said, "And I'm Jack."

"Johnny and Jack?" Sofia scoffed, "You've got to be kidding me. Next you're going to tell me your lovers."

"Shut up, bitch!" Johnny growled, moving his shirt to reveal a gun. Sofia glanced at the gun, and back up at him.

"What do you want?" she asked, her voice calm and loud, "Make it quick."

"I want 2,500 dollars and you're going to get it to me," Johnny said, with a grin, stepping toward her. Sofia stepped back, hitting the wall behind her.

"2,500?" Sofia gasped, "Are you insane?"

"Think of it as paying back some of what Harry owes us," Johnny said, shrugging.

"He owes you money?" Sofia asked, her eyes narrowed.

"He owes me a hell of a lot more then money," Johnny growled, "But this is a start. I need the money for a deal, and you're going to come up with it. Or I'm going to lose my temper, which usually includes killing things. Like pretty girls like you, or assholes like Harry."

"What did he do to you?" Sofia asked, crossing her arms, "And why
now? Why are you doing this now?"

"Now. Because we have a major drug deal that I need to get done," Johnny answered, "And I couldn't come up with the cash. As for Harry, his sins are worth way more then what I'm asking."

"I know guys like you," Sofia snapped, "I give you this and you never go away. I'm not giving you that money."

"I'm not giving you a choice," Johnny said, his hand moving to his gun. As he stepped closer to Sofia, too close.

"What makes you think I have that kind of money?" Sofia growled, still calm.

"Oh please," Johnny said, rolling his eyes, "We know how much money you people bring in. How much money daddy left you."

Sofia's muscles tightened at the mention of her father. He would be furious to see her negotiating with these idiots. She pushed the thought form her head.

"We need to make this deal," Jack reminded him, looking down at his watch, "Now."

"What do I get out of this?" Sofia asked.

"Well for one," Johnny said, grabbing her throat, "I won't kill you right here."

"Back off, Johnny," Jack said quietly, grabbing his arm. Johnny removed his hand from Sofia's throat, but it went back to his gun. Sofia rolled her eyes, she knew they weren't going to kill her.

"If this deal goes through," Jack said staring at Sofia, "We'll be thinking more about how much money were going to make on the streets, rather then coming up with a plan to destroy Harry."

"He's protected," Sofia sighed, "And you know that."

"Yes, but I also know he's stupid!" Jack yelled, "And if someone he cared about disappeared, he'd come running. Right into us."

"Someone," Johnny said in almost a whisper, with a smirk, "Like his sister."

Sofia's breath caught and she swallowed hard, her eyes going back and forth between them. They weren't lying, they were being serious. All of this, just because Harry took her to see Gemma. She was going to get Gemma killed if she didn't play right into their hands.

"She's got nothing to do with him," Sofia finally said, her voice tight with anger, "Leave her out of this."

"WHY?" Johnny roared, "HE DIDN'T LEAVE MY SISTER OUT OF IT!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Sofia sneered.

"Yeah, you're working so hard to protect him," Johnny hissed with an evil grin, "But I told you, bitches that hang out with Harry Styles end up dead. Now it's up to you whether you want it to be by our hands, or his. And believe me, bitch, hang around long enough and he'll get you killed."

"Is Gemma safe now?" Sofia asked ignoring him, and biting her lip as the possibilities of what Harry could've done to his sister ran through her head.

"For now," Johnny said, nodding, "I guess if she continues to be is up to you. I mean, by the time you told somebody, or tried to fix this, we'd already have her. I'm thinking chained up – maybe let a few of my guys –"

"Okay! Enough!" Sofia said, causing Johnny to smile wider. Jack stepped forward.

"So what's it going to be?" he asked.

"There's a farm party tonight," Sofia said, "I'll be there. And I'll have your money. I'll get you the address, and I will give it to you there at 11 pm."

"Good girl," Johnny said, nodding.

"And after I do this, you take your money and get the hell out of my town. And you leave Gemma Styles alone," Sofia said, her eyes narrowed in anger.

"Well, I don't know –"

"Deal," Jack said, interrupting him causing Johnny to growl.

"Don't forget who's in charge," Jack reminded him, "We want the money to make more money, we don't want a fucking gang war on the streets on Holmes Chapel."

"Then I'll see you tonight," Sofia said, before turning and walking out of the bathroom.

She was going to go back to play the part she'd been playing all day for Harry, even though he was the last person she wanted to see right now.
And then tonight, before they had a chance to do anything, she was going to kill Jack and Johnny.


***


Sofia snorted the Adderall off the table, before turning back to Chase. He was smiling at her widely, wiggling his eyebrows at her smeared lipstick and messy hair, they hadn't gotten off the couch in about 45 minutes.

"You could have told me this was pharmaceutical party," Sofia said with a laugh, wrapping her arm around his shoulder as pushed herself onto his lap.

"I figured you'd catch on once you got here," Chase said, before licking the joint he was rolling, "Did you take some pills out of the bowl?"

"I took my pill, plus Katie and Emily's. And then I took your sisters'."

"Damn girl," Chase said, looking impressed, "You're going be flying."

"I certainly hope so," Sofia said, her words a little slurred. She glanced around at the party, seeing Katie and Emily on the dance floor. She didn't know what she had grabbed out of that bowl, but she was feeling them already, and they were making her feel good. Or nothing. Which was even better.

"Here," Chase said, handing her the lit joint.

"I think you're trying to get me fucked up," Sofia said, smiling widely, but taking the joint.

"Well, if I impair your judgment maybe I'll have a chance," Chase said, leaning forward to kiss her neck.

Sofia groaned as he rolled his tongue over her neck, and bit down.

"You know, Chase," Sofia said, "I'm not that complicated. You want me, all you have to do is ask."

Chase bit down again, before looking up at her with a wicked grin.

"Then I'm asking," Chase responded.

"Little played out trying to fuck high girls, isn't it?" Isaac said, walking up to the table and startling them both. Sofia grinned at how annoyed he looked.

"Can I borrow her for a second?" Isaac said, reaching his hand out to Sofia who took it.

"I'll be right back," Sofia said, as Isaac pulled her away towards the office in the large barn.

Once there, he turned to her, shaking his head and looking her up and down.

"You're trashed," he said.

"I'm glad you're here," she said, ignoring him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Yeah? Why's that?" Isaac asked, softly. His fingers running over the bruises Chase had just left on her neck.

"You just.. You make it better," Sofia said, softly.

"Make what better, Sof?" Isaac asked, genuinely concerned.

"Just fucking kiss me," Sofia growled, pulling him into her and kissing him hard. Isaac wrapped his arms around her tightly, before sliding her onto the desk.

"We could get out of here," Isaac finally said, breaking away from their kiss.

"Out of the party? Or the life?" Sofia asked, her eyes lazy and her head falling.

"How much shit did you take?" Isaac asked.

"I don't know," Sofia shrugged, "I don't really care either."

"We can't stay here," Isaac said, "Someone will notice we're together."

"You're right," Sofia said, hopping down from the desk, her back to him as she did.

Isaac wrapped his arms around her waist, and his lips gently touched her skin. Sofia closed her eyes at the touch. He was another distraction, and she needed that tonight.

"I'll meet you in an hour," she said, turning back towards him, "At your car."

"You want me to wait an hour at this shitty party?" Isaac asked, "What? So you can go hook up and dance with some other guys and then end the night with me?"

"I'll make it worth your while," Sofia said, with a smirk, "I give a hell of a blow job."

Isaac laughed loudly at her statement, before nodding his head in agreement.

"Yeah, you do," he replied.

"I gotta go," Sofia said, pulling away from him, "One hour."

"Okay," Isaac agreed, "Stick to just drinking for the rest of the night, okay?"

"No promises," Sofia said with a wide smile, before leaving the office.

***

She was high. There was no doubt about it. She was high and walking into a very dangerous deal. And the whole thing gave her a rush that the drugs never would. She had to be high for this, for what she was about to do. She leaned against the car that she came in, waiting for them to come. Her thoughts were fuzzy, and her head felt light. She felt like she could fly. And she wanted to. She wanted to fly far far away. She wanted to fly and be free, free from everything she was feeling.

"Got something for us?" a voice came from behind her, as Johnny and Jack stepped out of the woods.

Sofia didn't say anything as she felt the gun in the back of her jeans rub up against her as she pushed herself off the car.

"You know how creepy it is coming out of the woods like that?" she asked.

"Do you have it or not?" Johnny growled.

Sofia rolled her eyes, taking out the keys to the car and walking over to the trunk. She popped the trunk open, pulling out the bag of cash and holding it up from them to see.

"How are we supposed to know it's all there?" Jack asked.

"If it's not, you're just gonna kill Gemma right?" Sofia responded.

"Yeah, I guess so," Jack said.

Sofia walked towards them with the bag, but before she could hand it over, sirens and cars were pulling up all around her. Police were getting out and shouting.

"Shit!" Johnny hissed, as police screamed for hands to go up.

"Fuck," Sofia gasped, looking around desperately.

"Let's go!" Jack cried, pulling Johnny with him.

"The cash!" Johnny yelled

"Forget the cash," Jack yelled back, running.

"You stupid bitch," Johnny screamed, throwing something out of his pocket, and running after Jack.

"Don't move!" a voice yelled, Sofia turned to see a young officer approaching her.

"What do we have here?" he asked, shining a flashlight in her eyes. Sofia groaned at the sensation, it hurt. Sofia glanced around to see police breaking up the party, and cuffing people left and right.

"I got this one," another voice said. Sofia looked over to see Chief Davis stepping out of the shadows.

"Why am I not surprised to see you hear, Sofia?" Davis growled, approaching her, "Who are you friends that just ran off?"

He looked at the bag in her hand, and then down at the ground. Sofia could not believe this was happening as she looked around at the chaos. Bending down, he picked up several baggies. Sofia cursed herself as she realized they were full of coke.

"What's in the bag, Sofia?" Davis asked. Sofia didn't say anything, and fought as he tried to grab the bag from her hand.

"Don't resist! Don't make this worse," Davis snapped at her, pulling
the bag from her hands and opening it. His eyes went wide.

"What the hell were you trying to do?" Davis snapped looking at her, Sofia remained quiet.

"I got to take you in," Davis said, "Turn around."

"Are you kidding me?" Sofia snapped, she began to sway as she stepped toward him.

"I don't have a choice, Sofia," Davis growled, taking in just how high she was. He grabbed her, spinning her around, and pulling cuffs out.

"There's a gun," Sofia hissed quietly, "In the back of my jeans. Just so you know."

"Jesus fuck," Davis hissed, pulling the gun out, "What the fuck were you thinking, Sofia?"

"You're on my payroll, " Sofia snapped, "I don't have to answer your questions. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"You're wrong. I'm on brother's payroll," Davis growled, cuffing her hands, "All deals I make, go through him."

"I'm not calling Liam," Sofia scoffed, her anger apparent.

"Well then I guess you're spending the night in a jail cell," Davis responded, marching her towards his car.

***

Liam was on the couch, with Danielle snuggled next to him as he watched Harry and Louis play a video game on the television. Everyone else was sitting around lazily, eating snacks and talking quietly.

"This is nice," Danielle said with a quiet sigh.

"You're going to jinx it," Eleanor said from the other couch, grinning at her.

Liam laughed, as his phone began to ring. Reaching forward he picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Liam?" Emily's voice came across the line

"Emily?" Liam said, sitting straighter, and catching everyone's attention.

"She didn't want me to call you, she's going to be so pissed but --" Emily said, she sounded upset.

"What's wrong? Is Sofia okay?" Liam asked, his voice panicked and loud.

"I'm so sorry, Liam. I just, we need... Liam, You have come and get us, you just have to come and get us," Emily said, this time it was apparent she was crying.

"Okay," Liam said standing up, "Okay, okay, calm down. Where are you? What happened?"

"It was just a party..."

"You're at a party? Okay, where?! Where are you?!"

"They were clearing it out, everyone was just getting picked up and taken home with warnings..."

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Liam snapped, everyone was looking at him in concern, "Emily, what's going on?! Just tell me where you are, and I will come and get you."

"We're at the police station," Emily sobbed.

"You're where?!" Liam shouted over the phone, "YOU'RE WHERE?"

"Sofia's been arrested..."