Perfect // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 26

~Baby, I'm perfect~

"You look dapper." Louis said to Niall, who was putting on his bowtie. All of them were wearing suits, except for Zayn, who didn't need it. He was hungover, and Liam refused to even look in his direction.

"You won't let us down, right?" Harry asked Zayn, shaking him in his sleep.

"No, Harry! I am good!" Zayn mumbled. "You have the walkies, right?"

"Yes." Liam confirmed. "They are active. Just don't fall back asleep, okay, lit-" Liam stopped talking abruptly. "I'm ready."

"I'm going to get the car." Harry looked at his watch. 6:55. "Bye." He waved at all of them, and then left.

Zayn sat up and looked at the others. Their bags were on the floor of the room - it was Zayn's responsibility to get them into the car after they left, and check out for the rest of them. He had to maintain their alibi of being hungover.

Louis looked through his backpack. The rope. His harness. A pistol. His breakfast. Something else. His mask. He was ready.

Niall was tense, but ready.

Liam was ready, too, although he looked like he wanted to speak, but he didn't. A couple minutes later, he was the last to leave the room. "Bye, little bean." He smiled, shutting the door.

Zayn whipped around, but Liam was gone.

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Zayn turned off the cameras the second that the three of them set foot onto the second floor. The next thing he did was set off six slot machines at once with jackpots - he had picked them the night before. The security guards in front of the metal door that the group needed to get through went to check it out, giving Louis and the others the time they needed to slip through the door. Simon was the one who got them the pass that they needed to get through it.

Liam led the way down the stairs, after pulling his gun out. "Keep it hidden." Louis warned him.

"Masks." Niall said, and the three of them put the masks on, now turning down a long hallway.

"It's seven in the morning. No one is here yet." Niall said. "And it's Monday."

"Try not to talk." Louis said. Liam's training kicked in, and he began checking offices as they passed them - heading to the conference room at the end.

The door was open. Liam hid on the inside of the door, and Louis headed to one end of the room, while Niall headed to the other. Near the floor on each side was two air vents. The two of them had the grates down in twenty seconds, and then they nodded at each other - jumping in head-first.

Louis was terrified that he was going to bump into someone, or that an alarm was going to go off - but Zayn had come through. The systems were down. "Tying your rope, Louis." Liam said through the walkie, securing the rope that Louis would climb up after they were done here.

Niall was already getting to work, looking completely at ease. "Car's set." Harry said. "Zayn, come on."

"Checking out now." Zayn said. "Boys, what's the status?"

"We're in. Not in the safe, but we're in the room." Louis filled him in, taking his breakfast out of his bag to eat while Niall cracked the safe.

"Niall, where's your rope?" Liam asked.

Niall started cursing, getting distracted. "I didn't set it."

"I swear to god, Niall!" Louis screamed, and Niall flinched. "It's fine. I'll fix this." He clicked the button on his walkie talkie. "I'm coming up to give you his rope, Liam."