Negative [On Hold]

Remix’s POV

It’s eight a.m and Zayn’s setting up what I need to go to Dekker’s. Harry’s pissed off, Niall and Jay and snuggling on the couch, Perrie and Eleanor and giggling at the four of us, and Louis is hanging in the back near Liam and Tyler. It’s actually a funny sight since it’s Zayn and I are the only sane ones and we don’t look like the type of people that can be taken seriously. He hands me a pair of glasses and search through his laptop in the progress.

I slip them on after he logs on to a program. He does some weird things with the keys and mouse and soon we see what’s in front of me. I test it by moving my head and tapping the hidden camera on the bridge. “Is it good?” I ask turning to him.

He nods, “It seems so. All you gotta do is carry a conversation with him.” He stands up and takes the laptop to the coffee table where everyone is gathered. “You ready?”

I nod and grab my bag. “Be back whenever.”

*~*~*~*

I pull into Dekker's driveway and walk up to his door. There's no other cars except for his own meaning we're doing this one-on-one. I push my hair aside and knock. After a moment, I hear the lock click and Dekker opens the door, anticlimactically dressed in pajamas. And what I mean by pajamas is plaid red pajama bottoms and no shirt. I would say he looks like he just got up, but his hair is styled perfectly and his piercings are in.

“Hey Remix,” He nods at me and steps aside. “Come on in.”

I step inside and take a good look around. Without everybody crowding around, I can actually tell what color the walls are and make out all the details. The walls are bare with only a coating of gray paint on the walls. There are a few portraits of him and what seems to be his family, but that’s about it.

“So what did you want to talk about?” I ask setting my bag on the table near the door. He walks toward the kitchen motioning me to follow. In the kitchen, he points to the chair and has me sit. “So what’s up? We hardly talk.”

He shrugs, “Jax has told me interesting things about you. Just wanted to see if they’re true.”

I lift my brows in surprise. I didn’t know Jax talked about me to Dekker. That's kind of odd. "And what has he told you?"

"That you're dating Styles and tell our secrets," He smiles creepily, folding his arms on the table. "I know you're dating Styles, but what about our secrets?"

My shoulders lift into a shrug. "Dunno. The only secrets I know is that you guys took Liam and let Ty take him."

He laughs, "That's not what I meant."

"Truthfully, no," I say with complete honesty. I don't tell them their secrets. I just tell them what happens between me and the Vipers. "I don't know your secrets. I know your members, but that doesn't necessarily mean they tell me things."

He nods before standing up from his seat, "So you didn't do. Who did?" He groans rubbing his face. "You can go, Remix."

I stand up. That was boring. I thought it was gonna be an interrogation or something to keep me on the edge of my seat. "What's wrong, Dekker? You must be desperate if you thought I was spreading secrets."

He groans, "Someone in this gang is a leak. Our information is gettin out to the Kobras and I want to know. I just got a threat from Tomlinson earlier. Apparently, they knew about our little attack we were planning."

I think back to when I might've heard that. I remember Tyler saying stuff about it and Liam hinting in, but that's... oh. Ty's a double agent ain't he? I couldn't be more proud of that guy right now. "Well, I got nothing. I didn't know, Louis called you."

"He called last night. I don't even know how he got my number, but once I find out who told them I'm going to kill them. Betraying the Vipers isn't something to be taken lightly," He growls before running upstairs.

I take that as my cue to leave.

When I get back to HQ, everyone's waiting for me in the living room. "Sup?" I drop my bag on the ground and sit on Harry's lap. I hand the glasses to Zayn before calming Harry's nerves. "You okay?"

Harry grunts before pulling me down to kiss me roughly. "I've been better," He sighs holding my hips. "I don't like that Dekker knows the leak. Doesn't help that Louis called him, but still."

Louis groans, "Whatever.” He pulls Eleanor closer to him and rests his head on her.

“What are we going to do?” I ask. “If he finds out it’s who it is, it’s bye bye Tyler.”

Liam grunts pulling his boyfriend closer to him. “He’s not touching him.” He kisses his forehead while Tyler gives an anxious smile.

“Maybe he can just become a Kobra,” Perrie suggests.

“Then Dekker will know who the leak is an kill Tyler and maybe Liam,” I point out the flaw. “I am not losing anyone else alright.” I absolutely hate the thought of death. Well, not hate, but get extremely uncomfortable about it. It’s all because of my sister, Jeanne.

Jay says, “She’s right. We can’t let him know Ty had anything to do with this.”

Zayn agrees, “Correct. But maybe he can become a Kobra without him knowing.” I sit up when I hear this. “Tyler, where did you get the tattoo?”

He pulls up his right sleeve to his shoulder, “Here. But how would that help us?”

“Your tattoo is similar to ours except for the head. Since the head of it is on your back, we can just add onto it. As long as you wear something to cover it around Vipers, they won’t notice. All you have to do to is get info and turn it into us. If you feel threatened there, you're guaranteed to stay with us. Remix? Your input?"

I think about all the factors and don't find anything wrong. "What if they do find out?"

"We'll protect him," Liam says.

"Then it's settled," Harry announces. "Welcome to the gang, Tyler."

Notes

I kept forgetting to write this because I procrastinate a lot. But I'm working on it. My other book is almost done so I'll have more time to write in this one. Oh and I have 100 SUBSCRIBERS! You guys are amazing!