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"

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16. T w e l v e

“Ugh, get your butt out of my face” Justin whined at me. I stretched my leg as far as I could, to finally set foot on the wooden window sill then climb down the long, also wooden, ladder. My brother being “tough” and all simply jumped out my window, landed in the bushes, thankfully not anywhere near mom’s tulip beds and got up, no scratches or bruises. Me on the other hand, I made him grab the ladder from the shed and head it over to the window.

"Get your face out of my butt." I snaped back.

I may sound like a baby but being just 8 feet away from solid ground is very and I mean very, terrifying. I could sense Justin starting to get annoyed.

“Hurry up or else mom’s gonna wake up!!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming, geez.” I jumped off the last step and into the green pasture. Phew, that wasn’t bad at all now was it?

“Okay, did you make sure to lock your room from the inside?” Justin asked me once we were already inside the car and strapping ourselves in. I nodded my head, “Yeah, wait, did you lock yours?”

He shook his head and scrunched up his lips still holding on to the steering wheel, “Nah, I don’t need to lock my room. Mom doesn’t walk into my room at all.”

He started driving.

“I figured. Momma’s little boy.” I teased at him earning an evil look before handing him Harry’s address which I had written down on the post-it from the time he gave me a ride home. Justin’s eyes squinted as he tried to read the street names from his driver’s seat, turning the steering wheel from left to right over and over again.

“Is it me or are we lost?” I asked impatiently checking the time, 10:00 p.m.

“Shut it. We’re not lost, just a bit off track, that’s it.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled to myself. Resting my head on the passenger’s seat I stared out the window.
439 Evergreen Terrace, 441, 443, 445 Evergreen Terrace……445 EVERGREEN TERRACE!!!!

“JUSTIN!! Stop, we’re here.” I nudged him on his right shoulder as he quickly pressed down on the brakes forcing the car to come to a halt. A small cabin like house came into view with a massive wooden gate surrounding the property. Cars of all shapes and sizes also surrounded the house, giving me the assumption that the place was packed. Beer cans and bottles scattered across the yard as ‘House Party’ by Meek Mill blasted throughout the neighborhood. Speaking of neighborhood, the nearest living place was 4 blocks away, so they probably barely heard the entire racket, if any.

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“Damn, this looks like one hell of a party little sis, no wonder you wanted to come.” Justin said, taking his car keys out and locking them in his palm. He opened the car door and got out staring at me the whole time, “Aren’t you gonna come out?” he asked.

“Erm. Yeah. Definetely.” Quickly, I snapped out of my slight daze unclicking my seatbelt and getting my small body out of the car.

Together, Justin and me walked towards the front door, passing by already drunken minors and couples that in my opinion needed to get a 4 walled, enclosed room rather than making out in mid garden near a very awkwardly looking gnome. I wonder what must have been going through Justin’s mind as he witness that, him being gay and all.

To our surprise, the door was slightly opened and in we went. Instantly, the smell of weed and beer filled my nostrils causing them to fringe a bit. Justin grabbed my left shoulder, “Okay, here’s the deal Hailey, it’s 10 right now, so we need to be home by 1, that way we have more than enough time to clean ourselves up and make sure mom hasn’t woken up yet, so meet up with me here by then. Got it?”

“Yeah. Sure. Got it.” I replied nonchalantly, moving my head from left to right trying to locate a familiar curly headed person in the sea of intoxicated young adults.

If you think high school hallways are packed, picture yourself pushing and shoving 140 pounds of human meat all over the place just trying to locate one fucking person.

A staircase welcomed me throughout the middle of the living room and it welcomed me to its top stair. Might as well make a head count.
Blonde, blonde, blonde, brunette, red head? Wow, shocker. Brunette, blonde, black, black, brunette.Quiff…..wait!! Quiff!!!
I ran up to Quiff/Zayn, turning him over to face me. As awkward as it is to say, we were matching, leather jacket and white tank. He grinned as he recognized me from earlier today.

“Glad you could make it Yankee. Been here for a while?” he asked making a pathway for us to walk through.

I shrugged his grip from my shoulder, “I just got here actually, just looking for Harry, do you know where he is?”

“Nope, last time I saw him, he was with Niall.”

“Niall?”

“The blonde one.” He stated.

“Oh, blondie.” I whispered.

“What?”

“Nothing, I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah whatever. Listen if you’re looking for Harry, check outside, that’s where I last saw him.” He said before heading back into the sea of youngsters, leaving me all alone.

Okay, let’s go outside then.

Once again I pushed and shoved my way through, my nose getting even more and more itchy from the strong odor of drugs. A set of glass doors came into view and I walked quicker, they were wide open and out I went. Once again I did a head count when at last a blonde head came into view. Yes! It’s Niall!

“NIALL!!! NIALL!!” I yelled from across the yard making my way up to him. He turned around, beer in hand and grinned. Slowly he caught up to me halfway.

“Oh hey there Yankee.” He turned back around, back facing me and waved his hand up in the air. “Louis, William, over here, found her.” I followed his hand and soon enough the twins were standing next to Niall, smiling as well.

“Hey there Yankee” they said in unison. I moaned, “Ugh, do anyone of you know my real name? It’s Hailey, gosh.”

They all laughed causing their beer bottles to shake and sprinkle some beer on the floor, I got even more annoyed. “Okay, listen, where’s Harry? I’ve been trying to look for him all over!”

“Did you check the kitchen?” Louis asked.

“Yeah. Nothing but beer all over there.”

“Did you check the living room?” William asked.

“Yes. Nothing but people twerking and making out there.”

“Erm. What about his room?” a voice came from behind me. I turned around as well as the guys. It was Liam.

“Okay what part about I checked all over his---wait, his room? Shouldn’t his room be off limits or something?” I asked the boys. William and Louis eyed each other.

“Well” Started out Liam.

“It’s not off limits for you.” William said earning him a set of inside jokes laughs from Louis, Niall and Liam. I rolled my eyes and it took me a second to understand what he meant before I strolled out and headed to find Harry’s room.

“IT’S HAILEY!!” I yelled at them before exposing my middle finger at their British faces and heading back inside the house and up the stairs into a small corridor. Three doors awaited me and by process of elimination I chose the room with the initials M.C on the top corner on the door.

Beep.Beep.

My phone rang and out popped a notification. It was a message from Justin:
‘We’re leaving in an hour, so hurry up’

I grinned as I knocked slowly on the door, I heard footsteps from inside make way towards the door.
Oh, an hour is more than enough time. It’s more than enough.


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