Karma

Chapter 2

Niall's POV

The alley is dark and cold, the wind blows and I shiver a little. I cross my arms over my chest as I stand before an old friend of mine. Last I saw him we were 6 playing in a sandbox. Now, we're 17 and he's a lot taller than before, although I still have a couple of inches on him. He has light brown hair that sits in a fringe on his head. He's gotten a few tattoos since then as well.

"Why did you call me Ni?" He gets down to business right away, he looks around cautiously as if we were going to get caught doing something illegal.

"Relax, I just need to talk to you Lou. Why are we meeting in an alley?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

"The way you spoke on the phone seemed like it was a private matter"

"That it is," I sigh glancing around once more to make sure no one is around. I thought I heard something but it must have been the wind. "Do you ever wish that something could be done to the bad people of the city?"

"What do you mean?" He asked looking at me like I was crazy.

"I mean, I'm tired of bad people hurting others and getting away with it because the cops can't do anything," I reach up and rub the back of my neck. "Like Matt for example, we all know that it was him who shot that old man during that robbery last week, and because of lack of evidence, he's walking free. That old man died." I sadly whisper the last part, Sal was one of my favorite people.

"Yeah I heard about that, it sucks, everyone liked Sal."

"Yeah someone should do something about it"

"What do you mean someone? Are you going to tell me why you called me? I know you didn't just to reminisce. And what do you mean 'do something'? I don't like where this is go-" he gets cut off by the sound of a glass bottle hitting the ground and shattering. We turn to look but there is no one there, once again it must of been the wind.

"Look," I pause trying to find the words to say. "I'm just say that if, hypothetically speaking, someone where to take the bad people out, it wouldn't  be so bad. If we take out some of the bad people maybe then people could finally be at peace. Yeah it might be wrong to.... kill someone but think about all the good that would come from it."

At first when I finish he looks at me like I've lost my mind. Then his expression changes to contemplation and I start to think this might actually work.

"And how exactly do I fit into all of this?" I let out a sigh of relief, he doesn't think I'm completely crazy.

"Well, I thought that with your..... unique skill set, you could help me, with 'taking care' of people like Matt of course." Louis' dad was an awarded marksmen in the military, specializing in sharp shooting. When he came home it was the only way that he could think of to bond with Louis so he taught him everything he knew.

"Is this because of what happened to your mum?" He asks. I let out a sigh getting a little frustrated.

"No, of course not," I reply, slightly losing my cool. "It's because I hate the fact that perfectly innocent people are getting hurt because of dumbasses like Matt!"

"So, your starting a gang to fight back against gang violence?" He asks confused, not getting the big picture.

"For fucks sake, no" I groaned. "I don't know what it is but it's not a gang, it's just a group of people doing bad things to bad people who deserve it, a team more like, so that others who can't, like the police, don't have to. If we come across some money then maybe we take some maybe we don't." I finish and he looks like he finally understands.

"So like karma?"

"Yeah like karma" I smile.

"Okay I'm in."

"Fuck yeah!" I say while bro hugging him. I am smiling so wide right now, my plan is coming all together. "Come on, let's get out of here."

We start walking back to the main road, talking aimlessly, when we turn the corner I bump into someone.

"Oh shit, sorry man, didn't see you there" I look down to see Matt on the ground. The other two he was with help him.

"Watch where you're fucking walking Horan!" He stands, puffing his chest, trying to seem tough. "Or next time you'll catch a bullet!"

I sigh heavily and look over at Louis, only to see him staring at one of the guys, Harry I think is his name. Really now is not the time to check someone out Louis. I nudge him with my elbow, bringing him out of his trance and he blushes.

"Whatever Matt you're all bark and no bite. Come on Lou, let's go" I turn to leave but I'm stopped when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey I'm talking to you!" As he turned me around completely I swing at him and land a punch right on his nose. I hear a crunch and Matt is on the ground again, moaning in pain. "You're going to pay for this!" He yells as Lou and I walk away.

We only make it half a block when I feel someone grab my shoulder yet again. I get ready to swing and I hear someone yelp.

"Whoa hey, I'm not here to fight." It's one of the guys that was with Matt, Harry maybe?

"What do you want?" Louis asks, rather coldly.

"I-i I just," he looks down playing with his hands, he looks quite nervous. "I just overheard what you were talking about before and..."

"Well, spit it out" Louis says again and I give him a 'what the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you being so mean to the guy you were just checking out?' look.

"And I agree with what you are saying. I want to do something to help the innocent. I want to join you." He finished, looking up strongly.

"Aren't you supposed to be with Matt and all his..... goodness? Why were you even with him in the first place?" I ask watching as he glances over at Louis for the 100th time during this whole conversation.

"I thought he was good, until he shot that man." He said looking down sadly. There was a moment of silence before any of us spoke.

"What do you bring to the table? How can you be an asset?" Lou questions him.

He seems to ponder that for a minute, and I'm about to walk away before he says, "I'm a driver"

"Yeah we can all drive" I snicker.

"No like I can be a getaway driver, I'm really good at it too really." He states, starting to sound desperate.

"Okay..... what's your name?" Louis asks.

"Harry, Harry Styles."

"Okay Harry Styles, welcome to the team." I say and extend my hand. He shakes it almost to eagerly.

As we walked home that night things finally started to feel like they were falling into place.