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Negative [On Hold]

Rivals

Remix’s POV

At the club, I usually see people making out, grinding, and everything except the deed itself. Actually, scratch that last past out. Once. In a booth in the corner. Gross. Anyways, now I know why they do that. If there’s a hot guy, why not? Harry and I have been making out steadily since he first came here. That was twelve songs ago.

I grind against Harry and fist his curls. He groans and squeezes my arse. His lips leave my own and trails down my neck. I push him against the couch and lean my head to the side. “Mmm,” I hum and trail my hands to his back. He pulls away smirking and pecks my lips once more.

“I’m going to go get drinks and hang out with the guys. I’ll see you later so we can continue,” He says before placing me on the couch. I roll my eyes and watch him leave the room. I swear, if I see him grinding against another girl we aren’t gonna kiss again.

I sit at the turntables and put on a different song. My phones vibrates in my pocket and I see Jax's name flash across. "Sup Tattoo Arm," I answer sliding off my headphones.

"Hey Hell Angel," He chuckles. "My friends and I are here." Crap. I forgot they were coming! Harry's gonna be pissed. "Look to the entrance Ms. DJ." I stand up and look past the sea of people. Jax and six other people wait at the door. He looks up and meets my eyes. He waves at me, "So just go up?"

"Yep," I tell him and unlock the door. "The door's unlocked. Just walk in."

He hangs up and I watch him guide his friends to the booth. They walk up the stairs, the girls going especially slow with their eight inch heels. I don’t see the pint of those death traps. What if the gangs decide to go at it? How the hell are they going to run? I’m here longer than anyone, at least I’m reasonable and wear sneakers.

“Hell Angel!” He yells when he throws the door open. I chuckle and meet my guests at the door. Two of them are girls and the rest are guys. I give him a half hug and close the door behind them. “Nice place. You and your friend run it, right?” I nod proudly. “Nice.”

“Took a year to get it to the top, but it was worth it,” I explain. I look to his friends who have settled on the couch. “I’m Remix. Don’t ask for my real name because you won’t get an answer.”

The boy in the middle of the couch speaks first, “I’m Dalton.” I take his appearance and deem him cute. His tousled brown locks and bright blue eyes make my laugh softly, but doesn’t seem so threatening compared to the other guys. “That is Alek,” He points the to heavily inked black haired guy, “Hazel,” the blonde in blue, “Lionel,” the brown haired twenty-something, “Jewels,” the redhead, “And the one and only Dekker.” I look at him and smile. Why can’t Harry look like that?

“Nice to meet you,” Dekker nods at me.

“Same,” I answer. “It’s nice to meet one of the most infamous gang leaders.”

“You’ve heard of me?” He smirks and lifts his foot onto his knee. “So people know who to respect.”

I huff, “I work in a club. Other than you, there is your rival Harry, leader of the Scorpions, Cayden, leader of the Scarabs, Hadrian, leader of the Jaguars, Lyle, and a little less infamous, leaders of the Lions, Night Hounds, Wolves, Foxes, and Wild Dogs. I’ve met seven out of ten gang leaders, you being the seventh. The intimidation of gangs left when I met the third."

"At least she won't be cowering like most," Lionel says.

Dekker stands up and brushes off his jeans, "I have something to do, but I'll be back soon. Bye." He walks out without another word.

I sit on my chair and swirl to the panel. Where is he going? He rushes down the stairs and pushes to the opposite side of the club. Which happens to be where Harry and his gang are. Not my best move was it?

"So, Remix," I swirl back to them and face Alek. Hazel snuggles closer to the side as if the signal he's hers. Honestly, I don't care because I have Harry. But I can't tell them that, can I? "What the hell do you and Jax talk about because the little freak is always smiling after he talks to you."

I look to a scowling Jax and laugh, "Not much. I just try to get to know him." I know him enough to know he has a girlfriend whom he is fighting with at the moment, two brothers and sisters which he is the oldest of, and he is originally from Ashford. "What's wrong, Tattoo Arm?" I pout when I see him facing to the wall. “Anyways, is there anything you want to know about me or I should know about you?”

We continue our small talk until the girls persuade the guys to go get drinks and dance. I mentally sigh when they do because they are not good conversationalists. They’re bitchy and annoying and they’re just not my kind of friends. Speaking of friends. I look above my system and spot the Kobras. Surprisingly, Harry doesn’t seem so drunk and he doesn’t have a girl on his lap. Odd enough, he’s with Niall laughing away.

I look around to see Perrie and Eleanor dancing with their boys and Liam with a girl. A couple meters away is Dekker grinding with a girl. At the bar is Jax and his friends. So far so—

Louis pulls Zayn and Liam to him and says something with a glare. Zayn takes the girls away and Liam walks with Louis to... Dekker. Dammit. I put the music on auto and rush downstairs. No one is going to fight in our club. I push my way downstairs and through the crowd just as the fight breaks out.

"What are you doing here, Blake?!" Harry yells in Dekker's face. Each of the people stand in front of their opposite which I've now only noticed. Louis to Jax, Zayn to Alek, Liam to Lionel, Niall to Dalton, Perrie to Hazel, and Eleanor to Jewels.

Dekker growls, "None of your business, Styles! This is unclaimed territory! And, one of my guys knows someone here! I'm here for my friend."

Harry glares at Jax. He smirks before looking over to me. Nothing is going for me today. "Oh like you know about friends!" Louis yells bringing back his attention.

"More than you do!" Jax retaliates. "In fact, I know more about friends than you do. Just," He steps forward with every next word, "ask Remix." Each one of them snap their gazes to me. I cross my arms and rolled my eyes. "Sup Hell Angel."

"You leave for five minutes, Tattoo Arm, and you start a fight. Perfect. Especially since it's mine and Jay's," I say and walk forward. "I don't give a shit about gang rivalries right now so cut the crap. You either leave it or beat it. If anyone's going to get blood on the floor, it's me getting yours!"

Louis and Zayn take the girls as does their counterparts. Liam and Niall leave the floor as do their opposites leaving Harry and Dekker ready to start a fight. "Look, I invited Jax because he's my friend, Harry," I tell him. "Him and Dekker came with friends which means they have the right to be here."

"You're taking his side?!" Harry yells in Dekker's direction. He smirks and heads off. "Why didn't you tell me?" He says trying to keep in his anger.

I shrug, "Forgot he was coming that and I didn't know he was in the Vipers until afterwards." He wraps an arm around me and pulls me tightly to his side. "Let's go to the booth."

He manages to the clear the way and get up the stairs. I'm assuming he didn't drink that much or if he did he sobered up. He roughly pulls the door open and slams it. Locking the door, He pushes me to the couch and sits next to me. "Next time, tell me then I won't blow up," He tells me pulling me onto his lap. "Sorry for disrupting your club and scaring half the people away," He mumbles.

"Did the almighty Harry Styles just apologize?" I scoff, wrapping my arms around his neck. He scowls and holds my waist. "Don't worry, it's kind of hot." He smirks bringing us back to the beginning of the night. Us sucking faces without a care in the world.

Notes

Should I add pictures for Alek, Lionel, Dalton, Hazel, and Jewels?

Comments

I will co author with you if you want I'll be able to update!

@Remix_hemmo1996_
you can message either of us, but i think rana's busy so you can ask me.

Tbam159 Tbam159
5/4/14

I love your story!!Hey, umm, could I message you?I have something to ask you.lol.

Yayyyyy I actually kinda like Jax. I'm glad they're not gonna kill him :D

MimiMalik MimiMalik
3/1/14

It's both I think she's in Dekkers gang

MimiMalik MimiMalik
2/15/14