*Prior Sunday Night*
•Louis•
"Lou! We have a job tonight, ill be there in 5 min, hurry!" Zayn said in a rushed tone and before I could protest he hung up. I sighed an rubbed my eyes.
"Babe, I have to go, ill see you at school okay?" I said, I got up and pulled on my shoes.
"Lou- what?" Marcel said surprised, he looked at me, his green eyes slightly sleepy, he reached for his glasses and his eyes widened as he rubbed them. He looked too adorable.
His hair was curly and strands were everywhere. I went back and kissed his cheek.
"I have to go okay? See you tomorrow," and before he could ask anything else I ran out of his room and downstairs. Already spotting Zayn's car from the living room window. I heard footsteps behind me.
"Lou-" he called out.
"I'm sorry, ill see you tomorrow!" I called out once again. I groaned knowing exactly the job Zayn was referring too.
He was looking at me, his amber eyes ridden with annoyance and something else, but I couldn't tell what.
"About damn time," he muttered after I climbed in and he was pulling out of the small driveway. I felt horrible! Marcel's mom was out again and I just left him all alone.
"Well, damn! What's so urgent? Couldn't you have done it by yourself?" I told him, I was angry! I had done countless runs without him, and he couldn't do this one without me.
He didn't respond as he made the familiar drive to "Sir's" place. Some 20 minutes later we arrived at the house. This time no other cars were parked there which was odd usually he had like 2 cars in the driveway. I looked at Zayn and he looked at me, probably thinking the same thing.
We climbed out of the car. I was the first one to reach the doorstep. I knocked and the door was soon opened, and I walked in with Zayn trailing close behind me. It was dark inside the room.
"Lou," Zayn said, and I felt him press something cool into my hand. I looked down it was my 10 inch switch blade, I remember he had confiscated it from me almost a year ago, just because I was too good with it and would end up killing someone.
I remembered the argument we had, since then he's carried it with him and only hands it to me when he knows we will need it.
"Ah Louis and Zayn," Sir's voice rang out. I stiffened. "Haven't seen you in a while, what have you been up to?" He said his voice cool, showing he could really care two craps less of what's been going on.
So naturally neither Zayn or I answered. "I thought I could trust you guys to handle some of the most important jobs but it seems as if you...you are no use to me," he continued saying, I noticed Zayn tense up.
"What do you mean? We have done nothing wrong," I told him making my voice steady, because in all honesty I didn't know or remember what he was getting at.
"The coke man the coke!" Sir said angrily. "You and your bitch took 1000 pounds worth of coke! The bastard you were selling it to noticed and he killed two of our best dealers, where are the 1000 pounds?" He demanded.
Oh
Shit.
My face drained of color. Soon I felt a rough pair of hands grab me, and I shouted. Glancing at Zayn I saw he was in the same boat as I.
One hand held me down as the other punched me in the face and stomach. I thrashed and kicked but it was too strong. I felt something cool and metallic press against my face, being followed by a searing pain against my cheek as something or was it a knife dug into it? I heard Zayn's shouts and groans of pain.
My hand curled around my knife and I producer it up, dull hand cracking against the man's head. His shoulders slumped, and I kicked him a few times in his stomach. When I made sure he was unconscious I went over to Zayn and pulled the other man back, but he was stronger. I sighed and for a second I contemplated my decision, after I second I took the actual blade out and dug it against the mans hand. Instantly he let go of Zayn and he screamed in pain. Zayn was soon back on his feet, a bruise beginning to show on his cheek and blood dripped from a cut on there as well. He punched the man in the face and I kicked him in the balls.
All the while Sir was watching...of course he never got his hands dirty.
"I want my money by next month Tomlinson or you're dead," he said his voice without any emotion.
"You'll get your damn money," I muttered, and I turned to walk away cupping my bruised cheek in my hand.
"Or should your dear Marcel pay for what you did?"
I froze.
"YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM OR I WILL KILL YOU," I screamed turning around and about to run towards him, but Zayn pulled me back.
Sir laughed coldly. "Until next time bye Louis," and Zayn was dragging me out of the house and back towards the car.
"I'll kill him, I will straight up murder him if he so much as touches him," I muttered, but I felt cold and sick.
He was never going to touch him, he would have other people hurt him. I almost threw up at the thought. My Marcel cold and bloody, lying on the floor.
I shuddered, no never.
"I'm such a fuck up," I shouted. Zayn tried to soothe me but he was really just making everything so much more worse.
"What do I do?" I mumbled.
"I...I don't know," Zayn mumbled, he pushed me inside the car where I sat numbly staring into empty space. He got in as well and started driving.
Just when I finally thought my troubles were over.
•~•
Monday came in and I was still numb from the prior nights events. What was I going to do? I couldn't have Marcel be hurt.
When he came up to me in school worry etched all over his face, I knew I could never have any harm come to him. He was too innocent, too good for any of it.
What was I going to do? After second hour I met up with Zayn outside the school, he was sitting by the west wing all alone.
"I'm screwed aren't I?" I told him. "Why did I waste all that time hating him? Why did I screw around with Jake when I could have won him over. IM SUCH A SCREW UP!" I screamed and I banged the brick wall with my good hand, it bruised and began to lightly bleed.
"We both are," he said emotionless.
"Everything was going so fine..." I mumbled. Sadness in my voice.
"Well that's life for you!" He snapped. I didn't say anything.
"Do you think he'll follow through?" I said small hope in my voice.
"It's him...what do you think?" Zayn snarled, and I knew all hope was lost.
"Well damn! I don't have a thousand pounds!" I said angrily.
"You think I do?" He said sarcastically.
I cussed some more and kicked at some grass. I really didn't know what to do...well I knew exactly what to do, but if I did that things between Marcel and I would be...would be forever torn.
I made a resolution. It broke my heart, but it had to be done.
I laughed mirthlessly, the many times I've said have become too much to count! I'm such a dumbass!
I got up, and took my hand to help Zayn up.
"W-wha?" He said confused.
"I'm going to ask Marcel to prom," I told him quietly.
He didn't question it, he never questioned anything that I said.
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•Marcel•
"I-I don't know," I told her honestly. She smiled slightly, her pink lips curling up. A slight show of a dimple on her cheek.
"At least Lou is willing to try you know? Well, how was your day," she said.
I was about to answer when I thought, no she needs me. She needs a friend. "It was okay, Niall was a bit off and I didn't see Louis most of the day after lunch, and you what's going on?" I told her earnestly and I settled down beside her.
Her smile was still placed on her lips. "Oh nothing of much importance," and she took my hand in hers.
"I'm so glad you're happy you know that right?" She said quietly, her brown eyes shining with a new happy and sad emotion in them.
My lips pulled up and I grinned. "Well that makes one of my friends," I told her and I grimaced soon after.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah Liam still thinks Louis is a dick," I told her.
"Liam needs to get his head out of his arse to be honest, he'll understand in the end. But where is Louis?" She asked and she looked past me, I looked too half expecting him to walk in with a cheeky grin on his face.
"I don't know, he was acting all weird today, I wonder what happened like how'd he get hurt you know?" I said.
"Probably got into another small fight, it is Lou," she said.
"Yeah...mind me asking who let you inside my house?" I asked her.
She laughed. "Your mom, she was actually leaving it but I caught her as she ran by me on the front steps. She seemed might excited about something and just told me to make myself at home and wait for you...that was like 2 hours ago? Can I ask though...all the months that I've known you, you've never told me where your mom works at or where she disappears off too," she said.
"She works in this business corporation, it's big in America, I forgot the name though, and I don't know it's her business I don't intrude unless something is wrong." I replied.
"Oh, cool," she said, and we sat in silence but it was comfortable.
"I ditched my first ever school day, hanging out with you guys has sure made me a rebel," she told me. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Really though, what's wrong? Is it Zayn?" I asked her. She bit her lip but nodded. I reached for her and hugged her.
"I was told by a wise person that...you can't blame someone for who they are, it's the thing that happened to them that shape them, so don't fret on why he's like that. In time he will come out, until then you just have to be patient and wait," I whispered.
She arched an eyebrow. "Like you and Lou right?" She said. I blushed but nodded.
At that moment my door slammed open, my heart jumped thinking it was Louis.
It wasn't. It was my mom, and her face glowed with excitement.
"Mum?" I said surprised, never (well in 9 years) have I seen her this happy.
"Baby, guess what?" She exclaimed.
"What?" I said.
"I got a promotion, I'm going to be CEO of the company," she shouted.
My eyes widened, "That's great!" I told her.
"Yes! I'm being moved to the main building in California," she shouted and started jumping up and down I couldn't help but laugh.
Well! Damn, things were looking up for us all.
"Wait-" Candy said. "California?" She said.
"Yes! California, isn't that awesome?!" My mom shouted.
I didn't understand Candy's tone, I just knew my mom was happy for once in a long time.
"We leave next month," she yelled.
"W-we?" I said my eyes widening.
"Of course, you're coming with me!" She said and shot me a bright smile.
We?
Oh crap!
Then Candy began to talk...
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A/N nothing right can happen with these two can it?
I was too impatient to post this! You will probably hate me but...2 chapters left in this! Crazy right? An you will hate me for them.....
For reals though 25 votes for next chapter.