(18+)
"I want to bend you over the table, tie your hands, and fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk the next day"
"Jesus, do you have childhood trauma?"
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"Louis, hurry up", Niall screamed. He jumped down the stairs, the smaller lad following him on the step, his backpack filled with a huge amount of money.
You see, what he does isn't cruel. It's neccessary. The old didn't need that two hundred dollars, he's a rich, grumpy, men. Who yells at little kids and preaches the bible in front of abortion clinics.
Many people who are rich aren't the best so to say. So what makes it wrong to punish them a little for their misbehavior. Money is a temporary luxury, who ever says money doesn't buy happiness, is a reckless liar.
Money does buy happiness.
What he does could be labeled as bad as what these rich assholes do. On the other hand, Louis wasn't that bad, actually he's a good person. He's just went off the right road by accident and bad luck, these men decide to do what they've done.
Cheat. Lie. Abuse.
The most common things, so isn't it okay to steal then? yes it is.
Louis yanked the door open and pushed it back close with so much force, that it hit the old men against the head. He smirked triumphantly and hurried in the backseat as soon as he saw Nialls car. He climped over to the front seat, fixing his hair while, to calm his nerves, chewing to many chewing gums at once.
"Drive faster" Louis complained annoyed. He loves Niall to bits, but he is the kind of driver, that drives slower then a slug.
"I'm trying dickhead", Niall screamed over the sirens behind them. Louis sat on his knees looking out the back window. Four police cars appeared, speeding up behind them.
Rain pelted the windscreen, small helicopter grains crashed down on them. The police cars were approaching, the traffic lights turned red, and just before they had them, Niall jerked the steering wheel, rainwater splashing in fountains against the side of the police car, which slammed into the kerb with full force.
Louis' heart beat a marathon as they finally drove in silence, the drip of the rain becoming the only sound in his ears. He leaned back in the back seat, breathing a sigh of relief, and watched the windscreen wipers that wiped the raindrops off the windscreen at a rapid pace.
Niall silently turned on the radio, while he drove away from the streets in the direction of the forest paths, where they drove for ages through huge avenues of trees that became denser and darker as time went on.
Until they landed on a road again. From there, they drove for two hours straight on the highway.
"Stop!" Louis yelled, grabbing hysterically the front seat, digging his nail in the soft leather.
"Hold there, I'm hungry."
"Christ you scared the shit out of me"
Niall held on the parking lot, waiting for Louis to jump out the car and get them both food, because generally both were exhausted and starving from all the excitement.
"What'd you want?", Louis asked while grabbing some money and his sunglasses, although it was raining like shit outside and his clothes were soaking wet after 2 minutes.
"Happy meal", said Niall while grabbing his phone to make a picture of the money, he watched Louis running through the rain until he disappeared in the McDonald's with four middle aged women and a kid.
Louis checked to see if anyone was behind him before he ordered. He spent the waiting time in the toilet to freshen up, because he didn't look good after 2 weeks without proper care.
He had grown stubble and his hair had grown considerably. He looked much older since the last time he was here.
Maybe it was the smoking.
Or the drinking, or the constant fear of being followed, of being caught by someone who wasn't a member of the police. And the constant fear for Niall, he was beginning to love him far too much as a friend, which he hated, he could never get too attached to people, because in the end they would leave him.
The women called his order, so he made his way up and grabbed the two bags of food, and a toy that came with the Happy Meal.
"Here's your baby food", he laughed, throwing one bag at Niall before he climbed in the front seat beside him.
"Fuckhead, did you get a Milkshake too?"
"For you always, love", he chuckled charming and handed Niall his Milkshake with a straw.
They drove down from the car park into the nightfall.
The moon shone full in the sky. Stars twinkled above them as they drove through the empty streets, finally reaching London.
The great buildings lit up in the glow of the night. They took the M1 towards Watford. They passed several speed cameras and drove over on the M18.
Around midnight they reached the A6182, and then arrived at Doncaster on the last stretch, after 3 hours and 45 minutes.
Both were utterly exhausted, as Niall parked the car, they grabbed the money and made their way in the gigantic building, shielded from the outside with trees and high grass hedges.
It was pitch black in the house, Niall lit the way to the bedroom, and managed to take off his shoes before throwing himself into the feathery bed. Louis grumbled 'good night' and pulled a blanket off him to spread out comfortably on the couch.
