"Harry do you think you will ever be able to open yourself up to me?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, will you ever be able to understand me?" Harry shot back staring into Zayn's eyes.
Where Harry is a psychopath who got caught by his therapist Zayn Mal...
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It was finally time, the dinner where the two mafia gang leaders talk about the bounty and discuss business. This dinner has been anticipated for the longest and now it was time. The show starts now....
Louis POV- I walked down stairs in my tuxedo, with my nicely shined dress shoes. My hair styled nicely and my teeth pearling in the night sky. It was finally time, the night I have been waiting for. I was most excited about my plan tonight, it was in full effect. Bentley is gone, Niall is tricked, now my biggest surprise Harry. I know Harry and I know how attached he has gotten to that Zayn boy. I highly doubt he won't come here with him. With my hidden gun in my blazer, when I get the chance I'll take out Niall, collect my money, people, and weapons. I chuckled to myself and walked to the dining table where my beloved guest was waiting.
"Why hello Niall, long time no talk." I smiled.
"Don't smile at me, I'm here to only speak business." He said drinking from his cup.
He was always a straightforward man, that was a trait I could never stand of his. Niall never joked or wanted to have a little fun.
"Loosen up will you, we have all night to talk business." I smirked. "But if you prefer to get straight to the point then I guess."
"Thank you. The bounty has been put on Zayn, but there was word that he was broken out of the hospital." He shrugged.
"Oh really?" I leaned in. I already knew know it was.
"Do you have a clue on who could have did it?" Niall asked drinking from his cup again. "My men got there and his room was empty."
I chuckled to myself and shook my head.
"No you drunken, I don't know and I can assure you it wasn't my men." I said. "Ya see I haven't even sent out a command."
"So do you think someone else could be out for him." He questioned.
"Well of course I mean it is 50 million on the line." I said grinning.
"Your smiling to much, what the hell are you up to Tomlinson?" He shot.
"Oh nothing, this is a competition, a battle, a bet." I smiled. "Even If I had something up my sleeve I wouldn't tell you shit."
I could see him turn red, his face was like a tomato. He was pissed but I didn't care. One thing you don't do is tell your opponent what the fuck you are up to. That's in any situation, it's gonna be easier than I thought taking over.
"Your just as shitty as your failing Mafia, Louis." He snickered. "You think everybody wouldn't find out?"
"What are you talking about?" He shot.
"Everybody knows about how you are failing as a leader, your stocks have went down, your inventory is bare minimum, and you killed one of your best men for selfish reason." He smirked. "But what do I know, right?"
Louis was now the speechless one, nonetheless it was written all over his face. Niall somehow found out about this, and since he is hinting about that means he's not the only one who knows.
"A insider says they already have Zayn and they are offering a bigger price than your little BoUnTy." He mocked.
Before Louis could answer back a loud figure came shooting in through the glass and landing on the table. He was covered in all black and his hair was out, but his face was covered. The only thing you could see were his green eyes. The mysterious figure shot all the lights out and all the doors shut. Nobody could get in, and nobody could get out. All you could hear was heavy breathing and people panicking. It was dark for a while until he added fire to the huge chandelier exposing himself, with a gun pointing directly at Louis, and another at Niall's head.
"Well Well Well, having dinner with the enemy I see?" He smirked. "I don't think I've ever done that."
"Putting bounty's on innocent people, hmm don't think I've done that either." He said using his free hand to tap his chin.
"Kill my best friend?" He questioned. "Oh I've done it plenty of times."
"H-Harry...." he muttered.
"At your service, my dear Louis." He smiled. "By your reaction I'm guessing Niall didn't show you the letter he received from me."
Louis glared at Niall, with hate and disgust.
"By the silence I'm guessing not." He said. "I'll just tell you in advance, to shorten it."
"Bentley told me about your whole plan, and me knowing you, I knew that you would kill him. So I was the one who broke Zayn out of the hospital. I arrived in Scotland within a few days time and I contacted Niall with a even bigger price." He said leaning in with the gun. "I knew he would fall for my plan, so without giving my identity I signed it with H."
"Now look at the both of you." He gasped for air and yelled. "YOUR BOTH DEAD MEN."
With that Harry shot down the chandelier and blowed Niall's brains out. Before he could shoot Louis, he had a better idea.
"Louis on second thought, I won't kill you." He smirked. "I'll let you suffer a different way."
He let Louis go, and Harry with his crew ran into the night leaving a confused Louis.