Contracts and Downfalls.
AU Niam FanFic with Hints of Larry and Zouis.
By Sudo Outrage.
A/N: I do NOT own One Direction, Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson or Zayn Malik all work published in this story is fiction and purely for the entertainment of FanFic readers.
Warning!
This fan fiction contains Boy-x-Boy pairing, Violence, Self-Harming and ideologically sensitive material, if you are opposed to any of the above please do not continue reading any further.
So this is my first Niam fan fic its going to be a little long winded in the beginning because of the way I want this to play out but please bear with me and R+R if you don't mind :3, thanks -Sudo
Prologue.
I Am Liam James Payne,
Born the 29th of August 1993 Originally from Wolverhampton, Born with a Dysfunctional and Scarred Kidney which made a mess of the earlier years of my life.
I am 20 years of age the date is August 12th 2014.
I am a trained cold-blooded assassin, a contract killer and the youngest of my profession in the Greater London area as well as the highest ranking with a kill list longer than my own life-span.
Chapter One: Contract
It was quiet and calm in the centre Starbucks coffee shop this morning. I sat impatiently waiting for my contact thumbing at crumbs on the small outside table as I stubbed out my second cigarette of the morning into the small cylindrical ashtray sat on the table expunging the embers before glancing down the streets pedestrian area looking for my contact again.
"Damnit Zayn why do you always have to be late in the mornings." I muttered unpleasantly looking back around again checking to see if by some magic force he was behind me, and listening, He wasn't.
I sighed and picked up my coffee mug swilling the remnants of my Mocha-Latte around in the bottom of the cup barely paying much attention as Zayn sat down in the seat opposite me.
"You're late again." I commented sternly looking up into Zayn's eyes.
"I told you I had errands this morning but you insisted on meeting me this early, it's hardly my fault if I have other things to attend to."
I clattered my mug down onto the saucer on the table.
"Excuses Zayn, you know how I despise them if I tell you to be here, you be here when I tell you." I scolded him glaring slightly.
"In a good mood as ever this morning I see Liam." I gritted my teeth lightly I hated it when Zayn tested my patience like this in the morning. I heaved a sigh and pulled another cigarette from my packet putting it to my lips inhaling sharply as I lit it blowing the smoke into Zayn's face.
"Do you really need to be vile."
"Correct me if I'm wrong Zayn but you are a smoker."
"I quit smoking a week ago." Zayn Retorted placing a familiar manila envelope on the table. My eyes sunk down towards the envelope tracing the edges of it as if I could see through and already read the contents of it.
I reached forward and placed my hand upon it drawing it towards myself slowly only stopping as I felt Zayn's hand land on-top of my own. I raised my eyebrows looking up from the envelope at Zayn.
"Are you sure you're ready to go back to this Liam? I wont lie to you, this is probably not the best contract for you."
I snatched my hand back from under Zayn's.
"I told you never to touch me." I said with evident distaste in my voice.
"Don't be petulant Liam, I'm just trying to look out for you." I snorted and smirked at Zayn. Reaching for the envelope pulling it back to me pulling it into my lap unwinding the cord before unfolding the flap pulling the picture and a datasheet from inside the envelope.
My breathe caught in my throat as I looked down at the picture gritting my teeth harder as I looked upon a face I knew before looking back up at Zayn shoving the picture back into the envelope before tucking it into my bag sat at my feet quietly. I stubbed the remaining half of my cigarette out.
"Why him?"
"Do you really think I get told why Liam?" Zayn said almost happy the contract had elicited anything other than a nod of acceptance. He leaned back in his seat stretching his arms a small glint of a smirk appeared on his lips.
"Are you sure you're up to it Li?"
"Don't ever call me that, and I didn't say no I just wanted to know why." I said standing up pulling my bag onto my shoulder.
"Alright." Zayn said quietly passing me a bag from at his feet.
"I would wish you luck but I know you don't need it Liam." I snorted again and turned on my heel walking down the quiet street, thought I never let it show I was bewildered with this contract, the boys face I saw was one I would never have dreamed of seeing inside one of these envelopes.
I walked briskly against the wind pulling my phone from the inside pocket of my jacket, unlocking it before tapping away on the screen scrolling through my address book till I found the number I was looking for, pushing call before putting it to my ear only half listening to the ringing tone of the phone on the other end.
"Hello." Came the voice on the other end of the line as I snapped out of my current thought train.
"Hello Harry." I muttered quietly into the microphone.
"Liam? Is that actually you or is someone fucking with me?"
"No, It's me Harry, I need a car."
"Business or Personal?" came Harry's response from the other side of the line an almost dark taint to his voice as he spoke.
"Personal business." I replied almost to confidently. Did he really just gasp on down the phone? Surely not.
"Ok Li, you know the place, one hour anything special?"
"You've been around Zayn too much stop calling me that, and you know me Harry, something dark."
"Okay got it LEE-YUMM." He said over enunciating my name down the line.
"See you in an hour." I muttered before hanging up abruptly walking down the flight of stairs to the underground station.
- 1 Hour Later -I knocked my fist against the metal garage door roughly three times as usual before the door almost burst open in-front of me as I was greeted by the smirking form of Harry Styles leaning almost nonchalantly against the door frame.
"Liam! It's been so long." he grinned widely his instantly recognizable dimples appearing at the corners of his mouth.
"Lets skip the act Harry, I have work to do." I said coldly stepping past him and in to the garage.
"No need to be rude Liam." He said slamming the door closed as he walked over the green vinyl floor straight past me and to the three covered cars ripping back the first cover.
"As usual the BMW 5 series." He said running his fingers along the gloss black paint on the hood of the car to the next covered car.
"Range Rover Sport." He said as he whipped off the next covered car before adding.
"My personal favourite." I shot him a sideways glance as I still stood looking over the BMW.
"And of course…" he muttered moving to the next car sliding back the cover.
"Audi S5" he said perching himself against the front quarter panel of the car. My eyes crossed his as I made my way over to the last car patting his shoulder as I passed him lightly.
"You went through some trouble to get this, any particular reason you felt the need to get this?" I said opening the drivers door to the Audi sliding into the cool leather bucket seat running my finger tips across the leather bound steering wheel.
"Special car for a special customer." Harry said winking in my direction. I sighed shaking my head as cute as Harry was he would never be my type he was far to immature and far to infuriating for my taste. I got out of the car quietly tossing my bags in the back seat.
"I'll take it." I replied walking back over to Harry slowly handing him an envelope I removed from the inside of my jacket. Harry accepted the envelope peering inside it running his fingers through its contents.
"This is too much Li." He said looking at me with a bemused look on his face.
"Stop… calling me that." I said clenching my fist slightly
"And you should know by now I look after my boys, buy yourself something nice with the extra." I said nodding towards the envelope.
"But this is far too muc…" I cut him off holding my hand up
"Just accept it and give me the keys would you for once Harry?" he nodded silently and walked across to a nearby table plucking a set of keys from it and tossed them to me. I smirked and caught them opening the drivers door again as Harry appeared beside me again.
"Do I get a goodbye kiss?" Harry said looking at me with his puppy dog eyes. I sighed and pressed a small kiss to his forehead. As much as Harry infuriated me with his immaturity I still cared for his wellbeing and his happiness hence the extra in his pay packets.
"Good luck Liam." He said making his way back to the door as I got into the drivers seat starting the cars engine pulling my seat-belt on as I waited for the door to open my phone vibrated quietly against my leg I reached into my pocket retrieving it putting it to my ear.
"Zayn." I said into the phone.
"Reservations booked texted you the address, you know the score right?" I took his last comment as a mock and hung up dropping my phone into the passengers seat dropping the clutch and speeding out of the garage ignoring Harry as he waved me out.
Most of the time I found it hard to be around Harry for too long, it wasn't his fault I juts couldn't stand his immaturity it off-sets my balance as much as I love the kid he does give me a headache I thought as I travelled through the city centre, although don't get me wrong I will do anything to protect him and Zayn they both do so much for me when I need it and in return I watch over them both, not that they know but if either of them were to get into the wrong kind of trouble I would be the first to know about it thanks to my connections and I would be there before anyone else had chance. Hence the reason I stopped working Europe two years ago after Zayn became my permanent Finder and Harry started supplying me with vehicles.
As compelled as I was to get back into my work I wasn't so compelled by the thought of this specific contract I reached for my bag pulling it into the passenger seat as I sat in the still traffic.
Damn London at rush hour I thought to my self quietly as I retrieved the Manila envelope scanning the data sheet as I inched the car forwards, checking the address against where Zayn had made me hotel reservations. It then caught my attention. Zayn had booked me in at a hotel opposite where this guy lived.
Shit, I thought because that's not going to be easy to get out of if this goes south. The police in London are a lot trickier to avoid than certain other cities and they catch on quickly. I sighed and pulled the photograph from the envelope staring at avidly biting my bottom lip. This may not be as easy as I thought I sighed and dropped the photo in the passenger seat as I heard the car behind me sound their horn distracted and plagued by my thoughts still I drove on through the centre of London to Hackney and into the multi-story car park beside the hotel. Rubbing the back of my neck with both my hands before turning to the passenger seat tucking everything back into my bag wrapping the strap over my shoulder before reaching for the bag Zayn Had given me earlier. I slid out of the car quietly closing the door locking it before heading into the stairwell, which lead to the lobby reception of the hotel.