Unexpected

(Liam's POV)

Yep I'd say Harry has better ideas than I do, he's brilliant. My idea was to wait it out and let Ezra get caught and then we grab Anna. Harry's idea is loads better. "We pay the money" he says "clearly they already know where he is, or whoever it is wouldn't be this confident" he runs a hand through is hair "after we pay the money they tell us where they are. Then every thing will continue to fall into place" I nod my head understanding his plan perfectly... I have to admit it does make more sense. "Glad to see your back to your old self Hazza" Niall says with a massive grin on his face. Harry laughs "me too Nialler" he claps his hands "Now, who has all this information? Who does Ezra owe the money to? and are we capable of doing some kind of a deal with them?" I pull out my phone and hand it to Harry "Dylan and his gang have the most information, that's how We found out" I point to myself and Niall. Harry nods and walks away, going upstairs. I exhale and relax on the couch "and so it begins" Niall raises an eyebrow "all the drama... Anna isn't going to come easily like she did the first time. Now we have to deal with Zayn, Louis, Ezra, and whoever the hell is after him." Niall rolls his eyes, showing how I feel inside. Why can't things just be simple for once, why can't Anna just come willingly? Oh that's right, because she's a fucking- a knock on the front door gets my attention "who's that?" I ask Niall, he replies with a shrug. I open the to see Dylan "well that didn't take long" he smirks "I just so happened to be in the neighborhood, where's are dear Harold" did I mention I really hate this piece of shit, Like really really hate him. "HARRY! Douchebag is here!" When I'm done calling for Harry I look at Dylan and smile "was that necessary?" He asks, I laugh and say "Yup" he rolls his eyes and looks behind me to see a waiting Harry at the bottom of the steps. Harry motions for Dylan to follow him which he does. Great now I won't know what is going on, left in the dark again. I feel like Ezra when he was in the gang... I shake at that thought.

(Niall's POV)

"This is fucking ridiculous!" I scream at Liam. How long do I have to put up will being treated like shit. I'm sick of it. "Niall calm down, its not like he's letting me know what's going on either" "I don't care Liam, we are a part of this gang to, whatever Harry decides will affect our lives too" Liam doesn't say anything and the room goes silent. I'm really getting sick of being Harry's little puppet - drive here, wait here, go get me this, go do this. Over and over again and then being treated like a speck of dirt on the bottom if his shoe. Fuck this. I get up and leave, Liam follows "where are you going?" "do you really care" I say as I walk out of the front door. I reach into my pocket and grab my phone, maybe Louis will answer. It rings and rings and rings, I'm about to hang up but "what can I do ya for Nialler?" His voice chirps through the speakers "I'm sick of Harry's shit" he laughs "then tell him to stop shitting" I roll my eyes at his attempted joke "I'm being serious Lou!" The laughing dies down and Louis says "what do you want me to do about it Niall? I'm not exactly Harry's favorite person right now" he is right Harry hates his guts "Niall?" I sigh "can't I just stay with you" he chokes and it's a while until he gets his composure back "are you crazy! You know who is here with me" "I never did anything to Anna-" "Niall you fucking gave her to Dylan, when we got her back do you remember how traumatized she was" "that was a long time ago-" "Niall, she was- you know what, you don't just get over something like that, especially when your friend is the one who put you in that position" he sighs and asks me "where are you?" "outside of the flat" "is Harry out?" "Yeah, today we got him" I decide not to tell him about Ezra... if I do get in that house I want leverage just in case something happens. "Look, I'll talk to Zayn and see what he has to say. I'm not making any promises through" relief washes over me "thanks mate" "yeah" I hang up the phone after and sit on the curb. If all this works out things are going to start looking up for me.

The next day...

Waiting for Zayn to pick me up has been torture. I can't tell anyone, and I'm getting nervous. If Harry finds out I'm going against him again I'm dead. The first time he let it fly because he knew I was seriously messed up with drugs and according to him "you didn't know what you were doing" the only problem is, I did. I knew exactly what I was doing, just like I know what I'm doing now. My phone vibrates, signaling that Zayn is around the corner waiting for me.

(Anna's POV)

Morning cartoons with Ezra, something that use to be an everyday tradition for both of us. Watching all of his favorites, snuggled up on the sofa in the TV room. Are legs intertwined and his arms wrapped around my waist keeping me close. The smell of sweet coffee rolling up the stairs and into my senses, it smells sooo good, but I don't want to move. I'm too happy to leave my current position just for a drink. Ezra's body shakes as he laughs at something the cartoon did, to tell you the truth I never did pay any attention to those things, I just like the peacefulness that comes with it. He kisses the back of my head and tickles my stomach, making me giggle and squirm. When I try to get up he pulls me back down so I'm facing him "I really missed this" I whisper as I snuggle into his chest, smelling a hint of his cologne that has worn off "me too love, me too" he takes a deep breath and rests his head on the top of mine. I laugh "good episode huh?" "The best" He says during a yawn. I close my eyes just engulfed in the moment and start to feel myself getting tired. Just as sleep is about to take over Ezra's stomach growls, loud. I sit up and poke him "someone's hungry" he chuckles "not enough to get up" it growls again, louder than before. Wow this man is starving, it sounds like he hasn't eaten in days. I stand up, ready to go and make him something to eat, but he clings onto my legs and laughs "I'm not hungry" I swat at his hands, playfully and raise my eyebrows "well your stomach says different" he let's go and as I'm walking down the steps I hear him yell "it lies!" I shake my head and giggle. Once I'm in the kitchen I hear footsteps behind me "what lies?" Louis says "Ezra's stomach" I look at him and he is clearly confused "he's hungry but doesn't want to admit it or get off of the couch" "ah I see... so what are you making?" What am I making, I could just make eggs and bacon, or waffles, pancakes? so many decisions "I don't know, I think I need coffee first" he smiles and nods "go ahead and sit I'll make it" "you sure?" "yeah, just sit princess" he laughs and I smile, happily taking a seat on the barstool. Now I have more time to decide what to make for breakfast. Lou slides a mug to me filled with coffee and I thank him "now get cooking woman" he jokes as he walks away, typical man leave me to do the cooking... actually I don't mind, I miss being in the kitchen. I use to cook all the time, I even wanted to make my own cook book, but that never happened obviously. I got it, I'll make French toast! I open the fridge and get out all of the ingredients - eggs, butter, and milk. Then I grab four pieces of bread, powdered sugar, and cinnamon. Now my stomach is growling.

Ok me and Ezra's French toast is finished, my coffee is filled, and the kitchen is officially clean, time to deliver the breakfast. I somehow manage to grab everything in one trip and shut the front door that Louis must have left open. "breakfast is served" I chirp as I enter the TV room. Ezra turns around and hurries to help me put everything down "looks amazing darling" he says after he kisses my lips quickly. I take a bite of the toast and ask him "so what's on the Telly?" "Spongebob" he smiles with a mouth full of food and I nod "I actually love Spongebob" he laughs "I know you do" he puts his arm around me and slides me closer to him "and I love your cooking!" He shoves a piece of toast in my face
"E-EZR-RA!" I scream through my fit of giggles as he tackles me. "Well you don't see that everyday" an Irish accent fills the room and my heart literally drops to my stomach. Ezra's arms tense, he looks at me and tells me to be quiet. Why does he want me to- I look down and he's reaching under the couch, when his hand comes back up there's a gun in it. He sits up fast and points the gun "whoa whoa Ezra chill mate, no need for that" "I'd like to differ, what the fuck are you doing here?" "I live here now" that's it there goes my breakfast... I feel like I'm going to be sick "the hell you are!" I really need to get up I'm going to be sick and Ezra's legs are still straddling my waist "Ezra put the gun down" That was Zayn... how could he do this "Zayn this was your idea?" Ezra looks at me out of the corner of his eye "no it wasn't but I thought it would be ok-" "oh you thought, what about Anna!?" I hear Zayn huff and I know he's getting frustrated "Niall never actually hurt her so she'll be fine" my heart breaks, never hurt me, Niall never hurt me... is he freaking serious! Ezra rubs his head with his free hand and moves so I can sit up, but I don't want to. I don't want to look at Zayn right now. How can he say Niall never hurt me, sure Niall has never hit me but what he did do was SO much worse. "I need some air" I move past Ezra and stand up "Anna-" I stop him "please, I just need a minute" he nods and let's me go. I don't look at Zayn when I walk by him but I know he is looking at me, everyone is and it just makes me want to get away even more. I have never liked being the center of attention but somehow I always am... And I hate it. When I get outside Louis is sitting on the front porch "I'll leave if you want" he turns around and looks at me "was it your idea? Niall I mean" he shakes his head no "he called me and I said no, then I told him I'd ask... I never thought Zayn would say yes and I didn't ask Ezra because I didn't want him to get you all upset" I sit down next to him on the little steps that lead down to a gravel driveway "why is this happening? Two days we've been here and everything is already starting again... I can't take much more-" he puts his arm around me when my voice cracks "you can't think like that, you have to stay positive. You know Ezra will keep you safe and you know Zayn will, even if he is a little fucked up at the moment, Zayn risked his life for you he'd do it again if it came down to it. So would Ezra, hell Ezra is risking his life every second he spends with you" I nod, he's right I need to stay positive and focus on the good things in my life and feel safe because I have people that love me. "And plus, I'm here and Niall is terrified of me" he smirks... Yeah the only problem is so am I.

Louis left me alone about a half hour ago, I can still hear fighting coming from the house so I decide to stay out here. Where it's quiet and Niall is away from me. I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Niall is here, how did that happen? And why? Never mind I know that answer. It's because Harry is trying to find me, well mission accomplished... you found me Harry. "c'mon love" Ezra comes up behind me and lifts me up by my arms "what? Where are we going?" "He can't find you if we are driving" he opens up a garage door and his motorcycle is inside "you still have this?" I ask him, with a huge smile on my face. I love this thing "of coarse I do. Now c'mon" he hands me a helmet "safety first" I pull the helmet on and climb onto the seat behind him. He revs it up and the bike comes to life "hold on cuddles!" He yells over the noise if the engine. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold on as he starts to drive out of the garage. Out of no where Zayn's car pulls in front of us blocking the way out, Ezra turns the motorcycle off and takes off his helmet. "Zayn move your car!" "No, you know this is the safest place for her-" Ezra cuts him off "not anymore! Do you honestly think Niall wont tell Harry were she is" Zayn slams his car door shut and starts to walk towards us "don't be stupid Ezra, Niall told us why he's here" "oh yes because he can't lie, he's fucking Pinocchio and if he lies his nose will grow!" Ok that was a great comeback... I have to hide the smile that's creeping onto my face "if Niall is here we have more people to fight with us if Harry does find her. He will be outnumbered and he knows it, it'll be less likely for him to try anything... but the first chance he gets you two alone or even Anna by herself he's going to try something" Ezra's quiet after that and I get off of the bike. Zayn is right Harry is outnumbered with everyone here, I may not agree with Niall being here but I'm just going to have get use to it. Niall I can live with... I can't go back to living with Harry.

(Liam's POV)

When Niall didn't come back I knew where he was going. "Harry" he looks at me "we might not need to pay anyone" he sits up straight and furrows his eyebrows "what are you talking about?" I pull out my phone and shake it in my hands "Niall might be with them right?" He nods "so we track his phone" the grin on Harry's face is almost scary, I'm sure it would be to Anna. he stands up and walks behind me so he can see my phone screen "do it" I press a couple buttons on the phone and the location comes up seconds later. Doncaster, well wasn't expecting that. "what do we do know?" I ask Harry, who has since gone back to the couch to sit down "now we call in some favors" "favors? Harry we know where they are" he doesn't answer me and starts to walk away. Maybe I should have left him in that damn mental hospital, I should just do this by myself. Just go in, grab her, then get out, it's that simple. "Liam I need you to run an errand for me" Harry says as he hands me a brown paper bag "deliver that to the club down the street, just give it to the bouncer outside and tell him I'll be waiting for an answer" "what's in the bag Harry?" "it doesn't matter, now go" he shoos me out of the front door and slams the door in my face when I try to turn around. Now I know how Niall must feel.

By the time I walk to the club the sun is going down and it's starting to get colder. The line to get into the club is packed, I roll my eyes and go straight to the front. One of the many perks you get for being a member of the most feared gang in London. The bouncer places a hand on my chest, trying to stop me, then he sees my face "oh mr. Payne I'm sorry I didn't recognize you-" I wave it off "its fine, I have a package from mr. Styles" I hand it to the bouncer "he says he will be awaiting an answer as soon as possible" I'm pushed aside by someone entering the club and I grab them by their shirt, until I realize who it is "Dylan?" He smirks "grabby grabby, hands off Payne before I get you kicked out of my club" his club "your club? Since when" I let him go and he brushes off his shirt "since Styles gave it to me, a little sentiment to leave your sister alone" "Mr. Williams" the bouncer hands him the bag "and what's this?" He looks at me "from Harry, he wants an answer-" he cuts me off "c'mon in we'll talk" I shake my head no "I can't this is between you and Harry" he furrows his eyebrows "but she's your sister right? I mean this is going to be about her I assume. So shouldn't you be involved?" Yeah I fucking should, this should be my deal I'm her brother, the only family she has "that's not how Harry runs things" he nods "well I'll tell ya what, you can wait out here and I'll be back with my answer... you know since your not 'allowed' to come inside" he walks away, into the vast crowd of the club and I'm left standing outside. like an idiot, once again. It doesn't take long for Dylan to come back "deal accepted, tell harry I'll get my men together and we'll be ready whenever he is" I nod and start my long walk back to the flat.

Notes

A/N

Double update!!!!

I feel really bad that I haven't updated on here in a LOOONNNGG time so enjoy :)