I Don't Need My Heart *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER THREE

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CHAPTER THREE

<<Zayn's POV>>

Nicki and Cardi looked at each other. Louis' lips pursed. One does not ask about our past.

"What?" Niall asked, looking uncomfortable.

"Oh, it's nothing really." Louis said, pretending to dismiss it. He gave me a look. We were almost done with meal. Typically, Nicki and Cardi go out to work soon.

"Well, why don't you start, Louis." Harry started, waving his hand towards him. Louis gave him a look.

"What? Harry!" Louis groaned.

"Go, Louis." Harry said. Louis sighed. He sat down and wrapped up in a blanket.

"Well, I was basically a bad kid. My mom and dad divorced. My dad just simply left and we never knew what the fuck happened to him My mom then re-married to another man. They had so many children, but my mom couldn't support them all. So, I was the oldest, and I was neglected." Louis said. He ripped apart another piece of chicken and swallowed.

"Yeah, so my parents never cared. My parents only really cared about my half siblings. And then, they started to drink and do drugs. My stepdad was on anabolic steroids. I was basically allowed to do whatever the hell I wanted. But, one day, my stepdad chased me off. He waved a knife at me. He was drunk. And my head was bleeding due to the beer bottles he threw at me. My mom wasn't around. She was taking one of my half-siblings to the hospital for an injury." Louis said.

"Oh god." Niall whispered.

"It was about nine in the evening, and it was only about fifty degrees out, so I quickly scrambled and got a bag that I had packed for an emergency like this. After that, I ran away and never returned." He said. "My stepfather said that to never return and that if I do, he'll cut me up and sell my organs. I was about fifteen." Louis said.

"Jesus Christ." Niall gasped. He placed a hand over his heart.

"But after being on the streets, doing mostly shoplifting and pickpocketing, I met a broker. He saw my slender and slyness. He offered me lots of money if I smuggled containers across the city. My bus fare and meals were paid for. And since then, I've been smuggling. I would have had enough to pay for shelter, but I have no identification, so I wouldn't be old enough to own property, I'm nineteen years old, but there's no proof. Plus, I've been caught several times, so I can't really show my face." Louis added.

"Hmm, that sounds very interesting, how do you feel about that?" Niall asked.

"Eh, it's work. I have an adventure." Louis said.

"What do you smuggle?" Niall asked. "Drugs?"

"No, I smuggle organs and wildlife." Louis answered. "In Asia, people would sell their organs, they ship them to Houston and Austin is one of the places on the way to Los Angeles. I take them from the rendezvous and take them to the airport, where they'll be shipped otherwise." Louis answered. He flipped his hair. "But, soon after that, I met Nicki as she caught me and she took me in." Louis finished, "I've been with these homies since I was eighteen." and before Niall could say anything else, he spoke up. "Nicki, your turn."

We all looked over at Nicki. She finished her food and picked her teeth.

"What? Oh okay, alright, bitches." She rolled her eyes. "Yo Niall, I'm Nicki."