In Time// Liam Payne

In a future where people stop aging at 25, but are engineered to live only one more year, having the means to buy your way out of the situation is a shot at immortal youth. Here, Liam Payne finds himself accused of murder and on the run with a hostage - a connection that becomes an important part of the way against the system.


2. Chapter 1

Most if this story will be in Liam's POV. I don't want to confuse you. Happy Reading my clovers!!!!













Living in a world with time isn't as easy. You stop aging at 25 years old. The rich live forever and the poor die young.




My name is Liam Payne. I'm 22 years old. Let's just say I'm still the same looking person. I was currently at work and today's the day. We get our time.Money doesn't exist anymore. We have to use time to pay for everything.



I got up to the front and Michael gave me my time. I looked down and I only got 5. We usually get 10.



"What happened with my time?" I asked.



"We have to cut short." he said.




I groaned and walked away. Well, 5 is better than nothing. I grabbed my belongings and headed to my apartment. My mom and I are on our own. My dad got killed because his time ran out. He told me to fight for my time. My time to live.




I walked through the door and saw my mom cooking in the kitchen. I kissed her cheek and got some water.



"How was work?" Mom asked.



"Terrible. I was supposed to have 10 hours if time today. They only gave me five." I said pissed.




My mom rubbed my shoulders and kissed my cheek.



"You'll be fine. You work your ass off for that time. So do I. Don't stress." She said.



There was a knock on the door and I answered it. There was a man in a suit and he looked at me.



"Are you Liam Payne?" he asked.




"Yeah. That's me."




"Good. Come with me."




I nodded and went with him. We came to an abandoned building. They had two chairs in front of each other. We both sat down. I was actually nervous. I didn't know this man. All I know is that he's rich and has a lot of time.




"I'm Henry Michaels. I'm the co owner of Cowell Time Slot. I have to ask you something. If you had this much time, what would you do with it?" He asked.




He showed me his arm and it said 119 years.




"I sure as hell will not waste it." I said.




He smirked. "Good."




He came up to me and hit my head. Everything was now black.







The Next Morning






I woke up and groaned. I grabbed my head and touched it. I looked down at my arm and it changed. I gasped. It said 119 years. I looked up and saw something on the window.



It said. "Don't waste my time."




I looked out the window and saw Michael running to the bridge. My eyes widened and I ran out the building.




"Hey! Stop!"




He sat on the edge of the bridge. I caught up to him and he jumped and fell off the bridge. I was shocked. Tears were streaming down my face. I looked down on my arm. His words were stuck in my head.



"Don't Waste My Time."











I know it's short. I'll update tomorrow or the next day my clovers!!

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