Negative [On Hold]

Remix's POV

I'm observing Ace for tonight since I'm exhausted. Jay expects me to go to work more often than I'd like. I mean, DJ-ing is my life down to the core, but what's the fun when you can't even stay awake for the beats? Music controls people in many ways, but you can't control the music if you can't even stay awake. I think all the sleepless nights are catching up with me.

My body is half on and half off the couch with my eyes wanting to close. The only thing I see is a slightly blurry Ace at the turntables. Most DJs go for the laptop softwares, and by all means we do, but we also like the classic vinyl. Ace favors vinyl so I upped the tables for him. He's a good kid, he deserves it.

My eyes start closing, but jolt awake when someone knocks on the door roughly. I glance at the music consumed Ace before pushing myself up and opening up. A petite nerd scurries inside and I close the door. I eye her trying to see if anyone dragged her here. She isn't even dressed for clubbing. She looks like a high school geek for fuck's sake, glasses and all.

"Um, who are you," I lean to the side with a hip out waiting for an answer. She looks at my outfit and gulps. God, she reminds me so much of Jay when I first met her. "You're not deak, right?" She shakes her head. "Name, sweetheart."

"K-Kay," She stutters. "Ian is my brother."

I nod before walking up to the boy. "Ace," I lower the headphones and motion to his sister. "Kay is here."

He hands the headphones to me before walking to her. He awkwardly nods his head, "Not to be rude, but why the hell are you here?" Well, he could've framed that a little better. "I told you not to come here."

"I can do things for myself, Ian," She grumbles.

I scoff, "You don't exactly look like any of my patrons. I hardly believe you can tke care of the drunk dumb shits down there." I put the system on auto with his ready made playlist and join them.

"Kay, this is one of my bosses, DJ Remix," He introduces me and I nod at her. "And she's right. Last time you went clubbing you were almost raped."

I raise my brows in amusement. That's actually not much of a shock. Drunks do a lot of stupid stuff. "I just really needed to see you."

"Now?" He groans.

"Yes!" She insists. "I just broke up with Travis."

He sighs, "This is the third guy in the few months. You have to move on from him alright! Girls like you don't mix with guys with you!"

Love life problems. Yikes. "I'll be going now," I say quickly leaving the room and heading towards Cory. Ever since Ty and Liam got together, Jay hired another bartender so they'd have more time. We're thinking of hiring more staff and renovating the place too.

"Sup Boy Toy," I jump up and sit on the bar. I call him Boy Toy because the girls love him and he's sexy. I mean, I love Harry's body and all, but Cory looks like a sex god. I wouldn't mind cheating with him. "How's the drinks?"

"I guess they're good. It's hard to tell when most of them are buying them because I'm making them," He shrugs his perfectly tanned shoulders.

"That be the plan," I smirk. "Get me a shot of tequila." He grabs the glass and pours the small portion. I down it easy. "Later Boy Toy." I wave at him before leaving him to go call Harry outside. He couldn't come because of some gang business. I trust him, but if I find out he cheated, I'm gonna kick him so hard his grandchildren are going to be in pain.

I take out my phone when I pass the bouncers. I quickly dial Harry and wait for him. He answers in seconds with a loud yelling voice, "Just shut up already!" He sighs into the device, "Hey baby. Sorry about that. Zayn and I got into a heated argument about our plan of attack."

I roll my eyes, "Whatever. I'm just bored. Ian's nerdy sister stopped by and they're having a talk about love life. I felt really awkward so I left."

"Well, I'm glad you called. Gives me an excuse to leave the idiots," he mutters. "So, how's it going? Anything interesting pop up?"

I shrug even though he can't see me, "Nah. That's the main reason why I called. I'm exhausted. You worked me out too much." He chuckles, "Don't laugh! I almost passed out on the couch!"

"You and I both know you don't mind being worked out by me," He says and I can tell he's smiling.

"Whatever," I tell him. "So, what about you? What's up?"

"Well, we want to ambush the Vipers, but Zayn and I have different ideas," He sighs.

I laugh, "Listen to Zayn. He's smarter than you and knows better."

"You don't even know his plan!" He whines.

"But I can picture yours. You're thinking of an ambush in some alley to be completely cliché. You want to kill at least one of them, but with them being them, they're going to see you and shoot," I tell him. Harry's so predictable.

He sighs, "Fine."

"Just don't get shot, alright," I tell him. "If you do, I'm not taking you to the hospital."

He scoffs, "Some faith you got in me."

"Look, Zayn's the brainiac. Let him think it out," I reason. "How many successful plans have you had?" I then add, "Without Zayn's guidance?"

He sighs defeated, "None. I got your point. I better apologize. Bye babe. Love you."

"Love you too," I say hanging up.

I lean against the wall and feel the vibrations of the sounds. I'll stay out here for a while. I take out some cigarettes and light up. I don't smoke often compared to everyone else. Probably a pack a year or less. Okay, half a pack a year, but whatever. I take a long drag as I watch the wannabe adults with fakes try to get in. The bouncers, Jayden and Paul, know their fakes. If the ID is well put together, but they have a feeling it's fake, they're always right or send for me.

The teens stomp off making me laugh. Dumb asses... When I look back to the door, I see a grumpy looking Kay and walk over. "Hey Kay," I greet. "How'd talking to Ace go?"

"He's such a butt!" She whines. "He doesn't think I can protect myself and told me to leave."

I look her over, "Well, you do look as tough as a teddy bear so yeah."

"I can be tough!" She defends herself.

"What's the craziest thing you've done or the the worst that has happened to you?" I ask for evaluation.

"I once didn't bring a textbook my teacher needed and the worst is that I got a B+ on a test," She states.

I scoff, "I once got in a fight with a guy twice my size and beat the crap out of him. I also got stabbed, shot, and tased." I smile, "And all of that happened in one night." What a night. I was so wasted...

Her eyes widen, "How are you still alive."

"I'm a fighter," I shug. "Now tell me, are you a fighter or the crowd?"

"Crowd," She mumbles.

I sigh, "Your brother is right, Kay. It's dangerous around here. Just because a guy broke up with you doesn't mean you put yourself in danger. And whoever that guy was that first broke your heart was a douche."

She laughs, "Thanks Remix. You're not as scary as I thought you'd be."

I shrug, "I treat people the way they treat me. Now c'mon. There's an ice cream parlor down the street. Ice cream is the best for heartache."

She smiles, "I love you more than my sister already."

"Am I that awesome?" I ask earning her laughter. We start walking to the place in silence until I ask her something. "If you don't mind me asking, who was that guy that hurt you in the first place?"

She sighs, "Let's just call him H."

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