"This is all your fault," Louis exclaimed, kicking the empty box that was lying in his way. He couldn't bring himself to control his anger towards his best friend. Everything that was happening was extremely fucked up and Louis hated the situation he had found himself in. All he ever wanted to do was live a peaceful life with Niall, get a house in some small village and adopt a few kids. That's all he had ever dreamed about. Nothing too big or drastic but of course, like all his small dreams, even this one was going to come to an unsatisfactory end. 

"He was only doing what he felt was right in the situation," Liam grunted from another corner of the room, quickly defending his best mate. It ticked Louis off further, how they could just defend each other like this. It was as if Liam was not ready to admit the flaw that their best friend had.

"And since when did he become the leader of us? I don't remember voting Zayn to make decisions for all of us. And now look at the mess that's been created because of our lies.  All we had to do was be honest with Niall - that's it and all this mess would have been avoided because Niall would then have been careful to not interact with someone named Justin and we wouldn't be here, preparing for a big fight with a guy who is much more capable and powerful than us." Louis groaned loudly, thinking of all the consequences. If it was him vs Justin, one on one, he would easily take the man out but the problem was that it wasn't going to be one on one anything, instead Justin would let his best men do all the dirty work and now, even Harry seemed to be one of them. 

For the love of God, he didn't understand why Harry would betray them like that. He seemed very adamant on protecting Niall, and he was always the one who suggested telling the blonde all the truth but now, he had become the backstabbing bitch. None of them knew what had exactly happened because right now, all they could care about was saving their ass somehow even if that required begging for forgiveness or if nothing worked, they had planned to run away after rescuing Niall somehow.

"I did what I felt was right.  When I saw him going the trip, I knew that we had to create a distance between ourselves and Niall but I didn't realize that he was going to make a move at that very moment. I thought he would wait till the trip was over and then directly approach him but he didn't do that. I miscalculated his moves." Zayn sighed, cleaning up the gun he had been holding in his hand for far too long. He had got all the arms out from the locked up cupboards and trunks. It was better to be prepared for the big war. Liam was good with his hands and knives of all sorts, he had a fair aim but Louis could take down ten men all on his own if he had a gun. Zayn, on the other hand, preferred to be in the background, making plans and deciding on the escape routes but this time, he knew that they were going to be seriously outnumbered. He would have to hold a gun as well and though he knew how to fight, he didn't want to be the type to hurt anybody. 

"Harry was absolutely right, ya know? If we had been honest from the very start, told him that we were just protecting him but somehow ended up falling for him, maybe none of this would have happened.  We had enough time to leave the city when Justin was away but now that he's here, we need to be extra careful with our moves." Liam sighed loudly, shaking his head in distaste. He patted Zayn's shoulder before walking towards the open wardrobe and pulled out his favorite brown coat, the one that Niall got for him during one of their shopping dates. He couldn't help but smile gently, his hand feeling the soft material of the expensive woo. He wanted to save Niall, apologize to him and beg at his feet to take them all back but what if it was already too late? What if right now their boss was making preparations for a grand wedding because god knows the man was a complete lunatic, capable of forcing a teenager into matrimony all for his selfish whims. He was obsessed with the blonde and Liam understood why but that gave no reason for anyone to toy around with Niall or any living being like that. 

"What is the plan though? We are not going to be fighting against all of the gang are we? You do know that if we take those guys on, we're not going to make it out alive, right?" Louis huffed, his face hardening as he tried to picture all those scenarios. Though he was a good fighter and a decent shooter, he was not capable enough to take down all the men working under Justin. 

"We're not unless the situation comes to it. What we're going to do is get Harry back - kidnap him, threaten him, whatever because right now, he's the only one that Justin trusts. He can easily get Niall out of Justin's hold even if it's for a mere few minutes and then, we plan a run away." Zayn sighed, his mind wondering whether this plan was even going to work out or not. "Liam - find me tickets to the place where Justin has absolutely no control. Possibly Russia. Contact someone there - your friend or anybody you might know and ask them to arrange four plane tickets for you.  None of us are going to use our credit cards or anything else until Louis gets new ID's and passports for all of us, including Niall. Change our identity completely, without any traces Lou." 

"And what are you going to do?" 'Louis raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms by his chest. 

"I'm going to pay Harry a little visit." 

...

Back in his apartment, Harry sat in front of the television, enjoying the comedy movie that was playing. He laughed along at the funny scenes, his hand stuffing popcorn inside his mouth. The house was rather neat, floor recently vacuumed and everything was in it's right place. Harry sighed at the neatness, somehow missing the way Louis would leave dirt all around, scattering his clothes on the floor and the way Liam would scold him for it at first before giving up completely. He missed Zayn's quiet ways of walking around the apartment and  Niall's loud laugh at every little thing Louis said or did. But as soon as the thought registered in his mind, he suppressed it. 

There was no point in missing the people who preferred to behave like complete losers. He had taken Zayn to be a smart guy but turns out that Louis had much more sense than him. Every single plan was always executed according to Zayn's will and Harry had gotten tired of it . Telling him to leave Niall and not talk to him or even pay attention to him, had been the last straw. Harry had been aware of the fact that if he was to stay with the rest of the men, he could never have Niall to himself. He wasn't against sharing per say but it bothered him when the people he was sharing the love of his life with, were so easily ready to give him up. None of them even put up a real fight to keep Niall in their lives but just agreed with Zayn's decision. 

In all honesty, Harry hated the very idea of lying to the blonde. If they had told him the truth from the start, everything else could have been avoided.  Niall wouldn't have even met Justin, he wouldn't have known the bitter truth about his parents and they all wouldn't have had to avoid him thus pushing him towards having sex with their boss. It was all because of their lies that such things had taken place and Harry had gotten so tired of it. He wanted Niall to know everything, and he wanted Niall away from people who were coward enough to not even defend him or protect him.  So he gave him over to  his boss, feeling that at least Justin was going to treat him right. He had to, of course because the man was obsessed with the blonde.  He was crazy about him and that enough was sufficient to ensure Harry that Niall was in safe hands. Justin would keep him safe. Justin would protect him and defend him, he would give him the whole world something than all of them had failed to do.

He sighed loudly, shaking himself away from his line of thoughts. It was saddening to think about all the times him and Niall had shared together and then hand him over to some man who won't ever let Harry even touch the blonde. But it was still alright because at least this way, Niall knew the entire truth. And he deserved to know every single thing that was going on.  It was his life after all and nobody ,not even Zayn could decide how things in his life should happen. 

Just as he was about to get up from the comfortable couch, his throat feeling dry and demanding water from all the salty popcorn he had consumed, he felt the click of a gun, the feel of the cold metal pressing against the back of his head. Harry gasped sharply, balling his fists as he prepared himself to attack but he had to be sneaky about it. His own gun was back in his bedroom, lying in the top drawer and he didn't have enough time to rush for it. So with a determined sigh, Harry turned around suddenly, reaching for the gun with both hands but before he could make another move, a strong arm punched him right on the stomach, making him flinch out in pain, doubling over on the couch. 

"Oops, I forgot to tell you to stay put and be a good little boy." The familiar, heavily accented voice spoke out, making Harry's frown deepened. He took deep breaths to calm his pain down before getting up but before he could even think of attacking, the cold metal was placed against his forehead, quickly freezing him in his place. If only he had his gun then this would be an equal battle. 

"What do you want Zayn?" Harry hissed lowly, not even attempting to hide his strong dislike for the male. They had been good friends and a part of Harry still considered Zayn as one of his best friends but he couldn't help but feel annoyed with Zayn and his ways. He was always selfish and always trying to coerce them, forcing his decisions upon all of them and like a fool, Liam had always agreed to whatever Zayn had said and that just pissed  Harry off more. 

"I want to beat the shit out of you but I'm not going to do that because I'm a good person and I still consider you as my friend." Zayn sighed, keeping the gun aimed straight for Harry as he sat down on the comfortable love seat.  He glanced briefly around the apartment, everything was arranged in place, not a single mess was made. "Why did you do it?" 

"Do what?" Harry grunted.

"You know what, Styles. Why the fuck did you hand our Niall over to that possessive freak?" Zayn exclaimed,  feeling frustrated and drained all of a sudden. He had never really expected Harry to be the one to betray them all. 

"I did it because you left me with no choice. It's all your fault Zayn, you tried forcing your plans on all of us, not even stopping to think what would be right for Niall. You were so focused on keeping your ass safe and alive that you forgot all about the rest of us." Harry chuckled humorlessly, reaching for the hair band that was lying on the table. He quickly tied his messy strands in a loose bun, feeling annoyed with Zayn's presence. He wished he would just realize all his flaws and accept them but knowing Zayn, he was going to whine about how he had been doing the right thing all along. 

"I only did what I felt was right. I was trying to save all of us - even Niall.  I wanted us to have a future together Harry but in the situation you've got us all in right now, we're all more dead than alive." 

"There you go again - blaming it all on other people rather than your own selfish self. You never gave a damn about Niall. You were too scared of Justin to think about how Niall would have even felt. From the starting, you destroyed his social life. He never had anyone other than us to rely upon and you knew that once the truth would come out, he won't even have a family to go back too and you took advantage of that. You were the one who told us all to stop anyone from approaching Niall and becoming too close to him. You labelled it all as Justin's orders but that was just your selfishness speaking. You wanted him to your self but you didn't want to risk anything, not even the truth, for it." Harry shook his head, wanting to do nothing more than punch the Pakistani but unfortunately, the gun was still aimed straight at his forehead. "You're just as selfish as him. But unlike you, at least Justin is going to be honest to Niall." 

"Because you hated me, you decided to give Niall over to a crazy psychopath?" Zayn scoffed, his fingers tightening around the gun as all of Harry's words registered in his mind and the truth behind them heightened his anger to unknown limits. 

"I don't hate you. Believe it or not, I still consider you my friend but like you, even I did what I felt was right. I wanted him to know everything and if I couldn't have him, I at least wanted him to be with somebody who would give him all the honesty, loyalty, love and respect and complete devotion that none of us could offer. Justin seemed like a good choice then." Harry huffed. 

"He's obsessed with Niall. Fuck, Niall doesn't even like him in that way. The only reason he slept with him was probably because we distanced ourselves from him and I know that even that was my fault but I love him Harry.  Louis and Liam are miserable without him and I know you are too.  You love him too much to give him up just like that, over to some lunatic, control freak whom he doesn't even care about." Zayn sighed, pulling his hand back and tucking his gun in the waistband of his jeans once he realized that Harry might be up for some civilized conversation.  He eyed the apartment once again, only to make sure that there were no cameras or anybody else inside who could possibly be watching this entire scene. He had managed to be sneaky, getting inside Harry's apartment without being noticed by the guards outside the building or the other people living in the complex but one can never be too sure. His eyes traveled to the main door, sighing loudly when he noticed that it was still locked. 

"What do you want from me now ? What's done is done. Justin is not going to let go of him now and  I can't do anything about it. He's going to kill you guys though, for even thinking about betraying him." The brunette shook his head, feeling saddened by the thought that his best friends might be gone forever. 

"That's why I'm here. We need your help." 

"In what? I'm just one of his puppets and if I try to help you, he's going to kill me too." Harry rolled his eyes, knowing well that death was inevitable but he was not prepared to die at such a young age. 

"Don't worry about that. I've got Liam and  Louis working on getting fake ID's and passports ready for us. We're going to escape Justin's hold once and for all." Zayn grinned a little, leaning forehead to place his jaw on his hand. 

"That's impossible. You can't leave the country without his men knowing your every move." 

"We'll come up with a decent disguise or something but right now, we need you to do us all a  huge favor. Think of it as a pay back for sending Niall off with that freak." 

Harry rolled his eyes, shrugging his shoulders casually as he waited for Zayn to reveal his master plan . 

"I want you to get Niall out of Justin's hold. Get him from there, say you want to take him shopping or something, make any believable excuse because he happens to trust you, since you're the one who made him meet with his dream boy. Keep the tracker on your phone on at all times and we'll quickly make a run for it. Do you understand me?" Harry nodded dumbly his heart beat accelerating as he thought of all the ways in which this 'master plan' might crumble down. There were so many things that might happen: Justin might not let him be with Niall alone, Niall might not want to be alone with him, somebody might be made to tail them or all of them might get caught and killed. But a part of him really wanted to go ahead with the plan, not for himself but because he believed that even though Zayn was a selfish bastard, he was still right about Niall not loving Justin at all. Harry wanted the blonde to be happy, but not with somebody who he didn't even love . 

"Alright. I'm in." 

AN/ IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I UPDATED THIS! I'M GOING TO UPDATE AS MANY BOOKS AS I CAN TODAY. MY EYES ARE ALREADY BLEEDING BECAUSE I THINK I'M GOING TO GET SPECTACLES. EVERY TIME I SIT IN FRONT OF THE LAPTOP OR WORK ON MY MOBILE FOR MORE THAN 30 MINUTES, MY EYES GET WATERY.

MY DOG IS SICK GUYS. HE HAS BEEN PUKING SINCE 2AM AND THE DOCTOR IS NOT COMING DOWN TO SEE HIM EVEN THOUGH WE HAVE CALLED HIM THRICE AND EVERY TIME HE'S LIKE "JUST A FEW MINUTES" LIKE MATE, MY POOR PUP IS SERIOUSLY SICK, YA GOTTA GET YO ASS HERE AND LOOK AT HIM. 

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