Live While We're Criminals (Niall Horan and Justin Bieber)

"They say I'm a criminal. A theif. With no respect for anyone, or anything. Listen. I don't go looking for trouble... Trouble comes looking for me." - Allison

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4. Chapter 3

 

HEY GUYS! Well, we just wanna say, “Merry Late Christmas” and  “Happy 2-Days-Late Birthday Louis!” :D we’re dedicating this Chapter to Louis, since it was his Birthday on Monday, and we didn’t update then. So I hope everyone had an amazing holiday, and Louis, I hope you had an amazing birthday! J feel like just yesterday I was listening to WMYB on the radio… and Now… I’m listening to LWWY on it! :D haha! Ok, well hope you all enjoy this chapter. And before we start, make sure to check out our website, were we have newz about our fanfics! ALSO, check us out on facebook! J  - Denny and Macey
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Allison

                My mouth gaped open. It’s been minutes, and I could feel my mouth going dry. My eyes were glued to the Canadian Pop sensation. I’ve listened to his songs before, but that was in the beginning of his career. I remember everything as if it was yesterday.
                I’m in a gang called “Adrissa.” Our leader is Ren, and he is the most ruthless person ever. He is sweet at times, but like any other leader, he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. I was technically, supposed to be the leader of Adrissa since our old leader, Julius, died. Julius had written a letter stating I was to be the leader and nothing more should be said on this matter. It was as if he knew he was going to die… But anyway, long story short, me and Ren argued for hours, and we finally came to terms that he is going to be the leader and I’ll just be second in command. I can’t rule an entire gang, I’m a girl. Many people can argue on that statement, and say that girls are as strong as men, but I can’t just pretend like I probably won’t be leading 30 people into their deaths every fight we have.
                It was some time in the summer of 2010 when me and Kaidan, the closest person I have to family, started listening to the radio. We were relaxing and eating some ice cream at our gang house. Our gang house, is basically this house that was built almost 100 years ago by the very first Adrissan leader. This house has been passed down from leader to leader. It’s a huge responsibility to look after it, since it’s in the middle of no-where, surrounded by all trees, and is four stories high. There’s about 100 different rooms in the house, which includes 2 kitchens, 30 bathrooms, 6 living rooms, 2 dining rooms, and 40 bedrooms, 10 game rooms and 10 theaters. The bathrooms are shared by the entire gang, but the three most important people in the gang have their own. I’m the only girl in Adrissa, and luckily I’m an important person, so that I don’t have to share a bathroom with the guys. Don’t get me wrong, I love them and all, but they’re all slobs!
                Me and Kaidan were in my room dancing and goofing around when Justin Bieber’s song ‘Baby’ came on.
                “’It’s a new song called ‘Baby’, by the one and only girl, ‘Justine Biever!’’” Kaidan did his best radio host announcer. I punched his arm and laughed along with him.
                “Justin’s not that bad. You should give him a break,” I said. Kaidan looked down at me with pitiful eyes.
                “I’m not gonna give the guy a break, Allison,” Kaidan muttered. His teeth clenched, but then unclenched when he saw that I noticed.
                “And why won’t you? I mean he’s pretty hot, and he’s living his dream,” I whispered. I looked down, and avoided Kaidan’s gaze. I was never used to saying to someone that guys are hot, especially to another guy.
                “Allison, the guy has no singing ability, what-so-ever! He just uses auto tune and takes people money!” Kaidan said. His eyebrows scrunched together. He sat down on the bed and stared at me.
                “Ya!? Well, how about us!? We’re no more different than him! We take people’s money! The difference is, people enjoy him! They like him, and they WOULD give him money just to see him!” I yelled. I ran out of my room, leaving Kaidan in shock.
                Kaidan and I never spoke about Justin before, but my thoughts would occasionally sway back to Bieber. I didn’t like him, but there’s something about Justin that always makes my thoughts drift towards him. Whenever I got caught and put in prison, I would always turn on the little TV that each prison held, and see if there’s any news on him. Most of the time, it was nothing important, but on rare moments, the news reporter would say something about Justin, and that would always make my thoughts drift towards him all day.
                “Um… You’re drooling…” A voice snickered. I was so caught up in my flashback I had totally forgotten about Justin, who was watching me with an amused expression. I snapped my mouth shut and glared at him.
                “Was not!” I sneered. Geez, who did this guy think he was? Oh right… he thinks he’s the most well-known person in the entire world.
                “Whatever you say, Shawty,” Justin laughed. His hair stood up a little straighter than usual today. Too much gel? His pants sagged a bit, and his white shirt was hanging loosely.
                “I have a name, Mr. Know-It-All,” I remark. Justin bit his lower lip from laughing and nodded his head.
                “And what might that be?” Justin said, containing his laughter. I narrowed my eyes and pursed my lips. Why should I tell him? I mean he doesn’t just get to walk in here and act all witty.
                “Hmm… I believe it’s ‘None Of Your Bussiness.’ And you can skip your introduction since I know your name, Justin,” I said. My arms were crossed over my chest and I shot daggers with my eyes at him.
                “Feisty?” Justin laughed. He was soon holding his stomache, almost dubling over.
                “You know what I have better things to do,” I rolled my eyes. I walked passed Justin, hitting his shoulder lightly with mine. All I wanted to do was hit him so hard, that he’d be sent to Antarctica to live with the penguins. They’d make nice companions.
                I closed the door behind me, and started walking around the backstage of the arena. I passed a lot of people that gave me weird looks, but I ignored them all. I soon found myself in front of a door that read, ‘One Direction’s Dressing Room.’ I smiled to myself, and walked inside. Luckily for me, no one was inside. The lights were all on.
                There’s a large cough in the back of the room that had a TV and some game controllers in front of it. To the side, there’s 5 chairs, each lining up in front of a huge mirror. There must have been about 50 different products, everything from hair to face.
                There was a black iPhone 5 in front of the chair that read ‘Harry Styles.’ I smiled to myself, and grabbed his phone. I entered Kaidan’s phone number and it started ringing. On the third ring Kaidan picked up.
                “Kaidan! It’s Alisson, listen, I’m in the arena near the jail. Yes, your planned worked and I’m out. Just please, please, please, get me some transportation back home. There’s cops surrounding this entire place,” I rushed in fast, before he could even mutter a word.
                “You’re in the arena!? Get out, now!” Kaidan yelled. There was a lot of panic in his voice, and that automatically made me worry.
                “What why!?” I asked. I started pacing around the dressing room.
                “Our enemy gang, ‘The Dark Knights’ are going to bomb the place.”
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