Lena’s POV
I look at my car clock. 3:00am. I look at the house and no lights are on. I walk up to the door and ring the doorbell. No reply. I duck on the porch so no one can see me and wait another minute. Just as I thought. They’re on holiday. This is where the Jackson’s live, main boss in the house is Mr.Jackson, he owns a law firm and is a billionaire. This should be an easy rob.

I slowly get off the porch silently and go to the back of the house. They have a guard dog, shit. I quickly pull out the steak from my backpack and throw it over the back fence before opening the door. I see the dog eating the piece of meat happily and quickly pass by it.

I get to the back window and quickly use my screwdriver to pop out the window. An easy trick. I slip into the house’s basement and it’s nice. Very high tech and just what I expected.

I see small things everywhere and start to pick them up. Charger, game controller and why not an iPad? I slowly walk upstairs being sure not to turn on any lights or activate anything. I walk to the master bedroom and I’ve struck gold. I see a jewelry case and my eyes go wide.

I open the box and there must be millions worth of jewelry in here. I pick up a ruby, sapphire then jade necklace and slip them into my bag. I then go for the big sellers. I find some gold and diamond earrings with matching necklaces and I can just imagine how much money I’m going to make off of this. Score. I take a few mens watches before heading back downstairs.

I quickly push myself out the window and the dog looks happy still chewing on the meat. I put the window back before running back to my car and booking it. What a thrill, what a rush! I get to the club and park in the alley. I walk down the hallway until I reach my buyer.

I walk in and it’s dark. I’ve done this a million times before, you never know who it is, you just hand them the goods and you get the cash.

“The money?” I ask. The person slides about $10,000 on the table and I laugh. I pour out everything I collected and another $90,000get’s plopped on the table.

“See ya next week.” I reply before leaving. That’s how it always is, and this is the way I like it. I don’t care who gives me the money, as long as I get it.

I check the time and I realize that I have time for another robbery. Harry Styles, celebrity who recently bought a house in California, probably to be closer to that Kendall girl. I know I may rob houses but I’m still a teenage girl. I fucking love One Direction. Too bad I have to rob Harry… well, I don’t have to, but I don’t think he will mind.

I get to his house and notice that there is no car. I get out of mine and of course his house is gated. I walk around to the side of the house and pull out my rope with a small anchor attached. I throw the rope over the fence and I hear the anchor hit the ground. I pull on the rope and it’s sturdy. I climb the rope and get over the wall. I leave the anchor there before using my hairspray and finding the red lasers. This kids good.

I get around all the lasers easily since they weren’t that complex before I reach the front door. I notice a keypad with a number lock on it and then a fingerprint pad. Sucker. I pull out my compact and use some powder on the fingerprint pad. I take out some oil wipes and press it on the fingerprint pad before I hear the clicking noise of the door opening. I’m in.

I walk in and I’m the only one there. I do my usual search of the house before walking back to the front of the house. I see a car pull up and then I hear footsteps to the front door. Shit.

Harry’s POV
I had the craziest night at the club and now I can’t wait to call up Kendall and see if she’s still thinking about me. I know the fans think she’s no good but who knows.

I get to my front door and notice powder on my fingerprint pad. I had it installed incase I lost my keys, but I don’t remember there being powder on it… maybe the house cleaner forgot to clean the pad?

I get into my house and close my front door and throw the keys on the counter. I’m about to turn on the lights when something hits me from behind. I quickly stand up and see someone running towards my front door. I quickly realize that the robber has no gun and pick up my phone.

“Front door lock.” I speak into my phone. I see the robber frantically trying to open the door but he can’t.

“Call 9-“ I’m cut off by his foot kicking the phone out of my hand.

I take the robbers foot as it comes towards my face and throw him to the ground. I pick up the object and head towards the robber.

I swing for the robber but he gets up and tries to punch me. I’ve taken boxing so I know how to dodge a punch. It’s a lot harder in the dark I must admit, but it’s easier to see the robber since the moonlight is shining through. I take the next opportunity to push the robber and he falls against the fire place.

“Ahhh.” …that doesn’t sound like a guy. The moonlight hits the robber and I notice that it’s not a guy but a girl. I can see her figure and can’t help but notice the two lumps on her chest. She tries to run towards the window and her shirt gets ripped. I notice a tattoo and chase her to the window. She hops out of it and I watch her run and climb over the wall.

<-- the tattoo

I run outside and watch her car drive away. Who was she?

Notes

Hey guys, so here's the new fan fiction. I'm going to write it for a while then hand it over to narry_is_the_cure. Next chapter I'm sure they will explain who they are! I hope you liked the chappy :)

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