Perfect // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 4

~I could tell that you were curious (oh yeah)~

It was two in the morning when Liam wound up in the dialysis lab - at least four hours after Zayn had dropped him off at his dingy apartment, that looked like a trap house, but was really just Liam's home. Liam felt sick as a dog - most likely due to the excess alcohol that he drank last night.

The doctor got him hooked up to a machine, and Liam started scrolling on his phone to keep his mind occupied while he was there, since he already knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep. "Hello." A girl said, smiling at him from across the room. She was older than him, Liam knew that. But she was pretty.

"Hi." Liam replied, turning back to his phone and running his hand through his hair.

"I'm Gemma." She said, sitting criss-cross applesauce. She had her hair in giraffe buns, and looked completely at ease hooked up to the machine at two in the morning.

"Liam." He replied, and they smiled at each other brightly.

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Louis was pissed that there were no donuts this time that they were there, but he was still too hungover to care. They didn't stay out too late last night, but Louis had taken them to McDonald's and then to a club to drink. He kind of liked these guys so far.

When Harry walked in, Louis took the time to analyze his spectacular outfit. There was nothing the man couldn't make look good. He was wearing a red and white gingham suit top, and the pants matched that. He looked like he was going to meet someone famous like that. "Oi." Louis called to him. Harry turned. "What is that getup?"

"It's called fashion, Louis." Niall said, walking in with an iced coffee for himself and one donut for Louis.

"I've never seen no fashion like that." Louis said, being kind of judgmental and rude. "Oh, and Simon, Liam's going to be late. Not feeling well. Drank too much last night." Niall laughed, and Louis cracked a small smile.

Harry sat down, not bothering to defend himself in the choice of his fashion. Or the fact that he had just begun to notice how British Louis sounded. Harry was British too, and he wanted to ask Louis where he was from.

Zayn walked in, sitting next to Harry, looking bug-eyed from lack of sleep. "Did you sleep?" Niall asked.

"No. I had stuff to do. Coffee to drink. Cigarettes to smoke. Organizations to hack. You know. Life never stops." Zayn also made his outfit seem flawless - Louis felt dismal in his black sweats, black sweater, and sunglasses. He was never one for fashion. Just the flashy cars. The only fashion he liked was stripes. Made him feel like a zebra. And suspenders - he loved suspenders.

"Let's start." Simon said. "We need to discuss things that could create a complication to our mission. Now I will leave this up to Niall to discuss, but he can't be out in public places too long, or he'll be arrested."

"Wanted criminal. Nice." Louis said, high-fiving the red-haired boy.

The room got colder. "Zayn, make sure that you're careful online." Zayn nodded, knowing that information already.

"Louis, you know your stuff. Harry, no street racing, please."

"I have a question, actually." Harry asked. "Am I going to have to leave the country or something after this? Never come back? Find a new identity? Because I cannot leave my sister."

"If we do the job right, no one will know that it was you." Simon smiled, in a way to the others that looked demonic, but to Louis was just Simon's cruel mind at work. Who knew what he wanted with that money. "Now for supplies. We'll start setting up a diagram of the safe, and Niall, once you crack it, we'll need to get all of your supplies together. Zayn, once you successfully can hack the hotel's systems, I'll need to know how much tech you'll need. The smallest amount possible to do it. Louis and Niall, we'll need to get you harnesses for the air shafts. And we'll need guns."

"Do we plan on killing people?" Harry asked, an unnerved look on his face.

"I hope not." Louis declared. "I'm not comfortable killing someone."

"It's just in case." Simon said, immediately moving onto the next subject. "Niall, you'll need to take some exercise classes to slim down, as well as climbing ones. Louis, I want you in climbing and defensive driving, as you are backup. Harry, I want you in all of my driving classes, as well as defense, etc. Zayn, you're good, and Liam will be in exercise classes to bulk up and gun defense, etc. Any questions?"

"How hard will the climb be?" Louis asks.

"With duffle bags full of cash, I'm going to say very hard. Especially when you've got an adrenaline rush and you're terrified for your life. This is why trust in this team is important - do some trust-building exercises or something. Get to know each other, guys."

Harry rolled his eyes, and Louis knew that getting him on board would be the hardest.