insane | zayn malik

Insane 3 | Renewed

Insane 3 | Renewed

five months later , harry's pov.

I think it all happened when I was eight years old, around third grade I believe. My mind goes back to the time where my life was normal, peaceful, and lastly I was happy. Des Styles, my father, was a very powerful man in the tristate area. He was rich, confident, and had the perfect image. Who wouldn't be jealous of him? I remembered how he told me that everyone you meet isn't always your true friend. Years ago I didn't really take that concept too seriously. But now I totally understand what he's saying.

Pizo Macho and I were good friends. His father and mine worked together so you can imagine that we were good friends. There wasn't any tension between us whatsoever. We were just two kids that hung out because our fathers worked together. He had a baby brother named Dio Macho, but he was too young to hang around us so Dio and I wasn't that close unlike Pizo and I. The Macho's were a nice family when they started being around us more. We invited them to our home and help them whenever they were in need...but things changed.

One time I heard my mother and father arguing about something. It was odd because I barely heard them argue. When my father mentioned Daniel Macho—which is Pizo's father—I knew that something was up. I heard my dad said that Daniel was stealing money from him. That's when I realized that something serious was going down. My mom had defended Daniel for doing such things, so she wasn't believing my own dad. The way his words were strained and full of anger is what made me believe him. Apparently it was true, Daniel Macho was stealing for sure.

For that month I vividly remember how my father's and mother's marriage started to fall off. I remember that Pizo didn't talk to me at school either, we didn't even hang out, and his family would come no where near us. My eight year old self was utterly confused on how everything was changing. I didn't understand, and when I tried to ask my dad what was going on he simply told me not to worry. As a son, I listened to my dad and decided not to worry. Then that same night he had left and never returned back.

I found out that my father had died that night along with Daniel Macho too. Police officers had came to our house in the middle of the night to tell us that he had fell off of his own building. His own building. The news didn't quite settle with me so quickly. I didn't believe it one bit. My mind was so set on seeing my dad walk through that school, but he never came back. My heart, my whole world was crushed. Days passed and so did months. Sadly, I had to realize that my life would be changing.

My mom was always paranoid and overly protective of my sister and I. She didn't let us go a lot of places if she wasn't with us. A few months after my dad had died there was loud knocking on the door. Friday night at 8:42pm, I remember it so vividly. She had went to open the door and I heard a loud noise with it, a sound of a two gunshots going off. My sister walked towards the commotion, I heard her scream and more shots fired off. At time I panicked and hid myself in a closet.

They couldn't find me so they left the house. When they was for sure gone I came out of my hiding spot. The house was ruined and trashed. My mother and sister were on the floor dead. The only family I had left..they were taken away from me. Only minutes later a neighbor came in the and found me in tears. He had called the police immediately. The life I was once had was gone. My family was dead and I was all alone. The mindset I had back then isn't the mindset I have now. I was different.

I grew up with my grandparents after the tragedy, grew up without talking to anybody, and even worse, I grew up without my father guiding me. They did find a will and I did inherit all the money. When I grew up older and wiser I came to an understanding that I had to finish what my father started. So I took over his business and the city. My family's death is what pushed me to go forward and be the best man I could be. I would never forget what the Macho's did..I was going to get revenge.

Anybody with the last name of Macho was fired and worked no where near me. I had started getting connected to people..people who lives that weren't perfectly good—well, people who's occupation was illegal actually. Deals with drug dealers and some gangs were made. Now you would wonder why a white business man like me would get into that mess, but I had my reasons. That's how I found my bestfriend, Zayn Malik. He ran the streets and we became really good friends. We trusted each other and it turns out he was a victim of the Macho's.

They had murdered his father right in front of him. Yaser Malik was very wealthy and had a big influence to people all over. The Macho's were simply intimidated of Yaser so they took him out with ease. Zayn and I came to a point to where we understood each other to the bone. With a passion we hated the Macho's. Both of us wanted nothing but to get back at them. The family was starting to get ruthless and they killed more people. I was enraged and so was Zayn. So we decided to form a plan to get back.

"What was the plan?" Dev asked curiously.

Mori, Zayn, Bazzi, Barnard, Ravi, Dev, Reece, Aubs, Berk, Lani, and Louis was all in my living room listening to the story I has been dying to tell them. They needed to know where all of this conflict started.

"To simply execute them all," Zayn shrugged effortlessly, in which he got nods in understanding.

"But something unexpected happened," I sighed. "Pizo's baby brother, Dio, started getting a little too wild. He started harassing people who worked for me and Zayn. So when I encountered him I kidnapped him and killed him on tape."

"And that's how I met this sexy woman," Zayn says wiggling his eyebrows at he kissed Mori on the cheek. "I remember like it was yesterday, ain't that right?"

"Aw," Lani gushed looking at the two.

"Ew gross," Bazzi fake gagged. "Keep the couple stuff on the low, please," and that's why he got flipped off by the both of them.

"Anyway, I sent Mori to give the tape to Zayn of me killing Dio. He soon sent that to someone who worked for the Macho's," I tell him.

"As if to tell them not to fuck with you guys," Aubs clarified.

"Exactly," Zayn nodded. "We had been holding back for so long. They had to know that they couldn't fuck is over anymore. After what they did to not only us, but other people as well."

"So Pizo tried to kill you for payback?" Barnard questioned.

"Pretty much mate," I chuckle nodding my head. "Pizo killed me because I took out his brother Dio. It was sad..but oh well."

"Oh! So that's how this shit started!" Mori beamed clapping her hands, everything had clicked. "I get it now, I really do."

"You're a bit slow," Bazzi mumbled underneath his breath.

Mori smacked him upside his head, "Shut up fool."

They went back and forth, soon everybody started laughing at them. I was glad that everybody was all together. Things not might be as perfect but this was all I needed because these people were my family.

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i just wanted to kick this section on a good note , so yeah 😌 . now let's get started on focusing on our favs !!!

that's how everything started from the beginning to now . if you're unsure about anything then let me know because i did my best to give y'all some background information about the whole beef .

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY BOOK 3
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