Midnight Crew [Punk Harry AU]

"You're parents are right, bad boy's aren't any good but then again, good boys aren't any fun."

"We're a family can't you see? We have our ups and downs cause we're broken souls, but we're broken souls together."

"I may be a dim shattered light, but even the dim illuminate"


14. T e n [ 2 ]

*Hailey's P.O.V*


“The. Party. 9:45. I’ll be waiting”

I sighed, “Yeah sure, whatever”

Harry smiked, “I’ll wait all night if I have to Yankee.”

I rolled my eyes “Wait all you want Styles, and it’s Hailey not Yankee.” I walked back to where the twins and blonde, birthmark and quiff were. Who’s quiff? Well quiff is the one in the group who stood out the most to me, he was the shest of te group yet he looked all muscles toe. I recall blondie calling him Zan, so I’m guessing his name’s Zayn. Honestly, I don’t care.

Blondie touched my upper back lightly, “Come on let’s go cutie. You can talk to your prince later on tonight.

I pushed his hand away and took a huge step forward. “Don’t. Touch. Me. And I’m not going anywhere where you guys will be around.”

Blondie chuckled to himself, “That’s what they all said.”

“Bitch” I murmured to myself as I kept on walking with the group of douches.

After what seemed like an eternity of walking alongside them, I spotted a small red car with a sticker on the trunk saying ‘Respect For Gays’.

I recognized that sticker anywhere, it was Justin. I checked my phone, 10 missed calls, Aww Fuck Man!!!

I finally made my way out into the streets of civilization as Justin looked up from his phone, pissed as hell. I bit my bottom lip already knowing he was going to tell mom about this.


I scrunched up my nose as Justin finally acknowledged the douches behind me.

“Who the fuck are you guys?” he asked as he made eye contact with William.

“The real question here, is who are YOU?” William replied.

Justin squinted his eyes, “Why you little smartass.”

Okay, maybe I should intervene in here. I pushed Justin back, away from William. “Justin, they’re just my…erm..my…some guys I met here.”

“What? You’re friends with these guys Hailey?”

I rubbed the back of my neck, “Erm….yes??”

Uggh!! Why was I even saying I was friends with them? Just a minute ago, I hated them with all my strength, but now, I suddenly, am best friends with them? Boy, is the mind a mystery, but I told Justin they were my friends, so might as well go along with it, and the guys better catch my drift.

Justin ran his fingers through his hair and let out a gasp. “Hailey, do you SEE the type of guys they are? They all have freaking tattoos all over their body, they have piercings and they just don’t look like the type of people you would be friends with.”

I bit my lip again, “You shouldn’t judge people by the way they look or seem, or even their sexual preferences,” I said, emphasizing the last part. Justin turned his attention to the cement sidewalk, and I knew I finally got him to shut the fuck up.
I turned around and faced my “friends”, their faces shocked after hearing what I just said. “Wait, I don’t get it.” Blondie said. I rolled my eyes as I walked up to Justin’s car.

“He’s gay you motherfucker!! Leave him alone.”

I open the car door and sat down, “Let’s go home Justin. I want to get out of here.” I buckled my seatbelt, and stuck my head out the window. “LET’S. GO. JUSTIN.”

He looked up at Midnight Crew and stuck his middle finger up at them then made way into the drivers seat and drove off.

I turned my attention to the time on the car radio. 6:49 p.m. The party was in 3 hours.

Was I going? Maybe
Do I want to go? Hell no
Why am I even considering still going? I don’t know.

*Harry’s P.O.V*
I clapped my hands together, dirt flying off the ends of my fingertips. I wiped of the sweat from my forehead and placed a few of my curls behind my ears.

I had just finished burying the bodies.

A small tulip came into view and I gently ripped it out, touching it softly with my fingertips I caressed it and gently placed it on top of Jared’s grave. Jared and me got along pretty well actually, him being my cousin and all, we didn’t talk much often but he looked up to me and I respected that in a way. I don’t know what or how this all started, resulting in Jared’s death and the death of a member of the Undertakers, but one things for sure, I was going to get to the bottom of it.

And I swore that I was going to find every single little detail of it as a tear rolled down my face. I wiped it off with the back of my hand and got up from the ground dusting off dirt along the way.
Even though I was sad and angry about what happened today, I know one thing’s for sure. Something about Yankee was calling me to her, and I had a party to look forward to to find out.

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