My bike sped along the winding roads as I made my way to a more abandoned part of town. Slowing up to the warehouse, I swung my leg over the bike and removed my helmet, shaking out my long dark brown hair, immediately I was greeted by Perrie, a beautiful and perky blonde, her eyes bright eyes stood out against her dark liner and shadow.

"Hey! You look cheerful Kay!" She winked cheekily, nudging me playfully, I smirked as she giggled to herself. "Anyway are you ready to beat the shit out of someone? Her name is Melissa, Ginger bitch with a cocky attitude!"

I rolled my eyes and sparked a cigarette, taking a deep drag. I was used to Perrie organising fights for me, I was just surprised girls kept coming forward to fight me since I had never lost and because of all the injuries girls get fighting me.

"Perrie, I'm always ready to kick the shit out of someone, what's it worth?" I asked flicking my cigarette butt and stomping on it with the thick heel of my black boots.

"Stakes are pretty high tonight, win and we will be rolling in even more cash" Perrie replied, as she opened her bag and removed some supplies. She handed me a small bottle of tequila which I gladly swigged from in anticipation of the fight, and Perrie casually sipped a bottle of vodka.

I looked across the warehouse floor only to make eye contact with Liam, I nodded and he began to stroll over, slowly followed by Zayn and Louis. I pulled Liam into a hug was like an older brother to me, and I would do anything to protect him. Louis patted me on the shoulder as I started tying up my hair.

"Kay I have a lot of money down for tonight, so don't fuck it up" He chuckled, teasing me as always, I playfully punched him in the arm and he pretended to act hurt. I adjusted my white crop top and slowly pulled up my low riding black jeans.

"I will win, I always do...you okay Zayn?" He looked down and blinked slowly, as if he was being brought back to reality.

"....what..?" Typical Zayn, always fucking stoned.


As the enormous clock hanging on the wall in the warehouse struck 1:00am, the crowd began to make a circle in the middle of the floor, a makeshift ring for our fight and just like Moses, the sea of people parted for me and I made my way into the middle.

Stood in front of me was a girl, much shorted than me, frizzy ginger hair tied back into a scrunchie and bright red lipstick spread across her lips, smudging at the corners. Wearing a pair of white short no longer than her vagina and a turquoise crop top. Her green eyes locked on mine and I held in a chuckle, I felt sorry for the girl, she wasn't scared of me, but she damn well should be.

"Oh you must be Melissa, I'm Kay" I said, giving her a fake smile, I wanted to lull her into a false sense of security and safety.

"Why should i care who you are bitch?" She spat, the anger in her eyes showed and I needed to change that to fear, fast. I slowly walked towards her and placed my lips next to her ear.

"I thought you'd want to know the name of the person who is going to kick the living shit out of you" she blankly stared at me, clearly not a fast thinking person, she simply just smiled and showed her lipstick stained teeth. Opening her mouth she began to speak.

"I don't thin-"

BOOM.

I punched her in her nose. Then again in the cheek, she took a swing, hitting me straight in the gut but I kept going. Hitting her from all angles, she slowly fell to the floor and I decided to pounce on her! Grabbing two fistfuls of now loose ginger fuzzy hair I slammed her head into the concrete, earning a loud 'ooh' from the crowd and a few gasps. I smashed her head into the floor again, and again, and again. That's when someone pulled me off her...

"KAY! KAY! SNAP OUT OF IT, DONT BLACK OUT! YOU CANT KILL HER, NOT AGAIN KAY!" Liam shouted into my ear, pulling me away from the crowd and bringing me back to earth, a pool of blood slowly forming around the girls head.

I hadn't even noticed anyone screaming telling me to stop, that's my problem and it's horrible, I have blackouts.

"Liam collect the money I'm going for a walk, get Perrie and Zayn to sort out that bitch" I demanded as I stormed out the warehouse, ignoring the cries of pain echoing in the background from the poor bitch who decided to fuck with me.

"What do you want them to do with her?" Liam looked at me confused

"Get Zayn to fix her or something, improvise!"He nodded before turning away, sensing how pissed off I really was.

I walked along the street, the sound of my heels echoing through the deserted area. I always walked when I was angry, it cooled me off and kept me calm. Reaching into the pocket of my leather jacket I pulled out a cigarette.

Taking a cigarette from my box I placed it to my lips and sparked my light, inhaling deeply I looked around the empty street and observed the hauntingly beautiful surroundings.

That's when I noticed two boys walking, both clean cut, no tattoos or piercings to be seen. A blonde boy wearing a blue top and jeans, walking next to a brunette boy, his waves bouncing as he walked. As they got closer, I hid in the shadows, making sure they couldn't not see me. The brunette was incredibly handsome and his emerald green eyes sparkled in the little segment of moonlight.

"Niall, I told you this was a bad idea, that girl looked dead!" Mr Handsome stated to his blonde friend, who I assume is Niall.

"That was class" a thick Irish accent came out Nialls mouth, "look Harry, I know it wasn't your thing, or usually mine but that was so good! The girl, the one who won, they call her Fire, probably because of how hot she is" oh how I love people talking about me.

"Niall" he sighed, clearly giving up on arguing about the situation "come on I know a short cut" and they swerved down an alley, letting my curiosity get the better of me..I followed them.

What I saw next was not what I expected, Harry was pinned to the wall by a familiar skin head, Derek, no one special, just a piece of meat who enjoys beating up rich kids. Niall ran past me shoving into my shoulder, leaving Harry alone with a maniac, ugh coward.

"Now listen here you posh twat, give me all your money and no one will get hurt" Derek growled, sweat spreading across his horrifying neck tattoo and dripping down his back.

Harrys eyes glistened in fear, reaching into the back of my jeans I pulled out my gun, placing it to Derek's head and clicking the safety off.

"Now listen here you mother fucker, put him down or I will spray your brains all over this alley"

Derek released Harry letting him fall to the floor, he slowly turned to face me, I watched him swallow...hard. His facial expression went from killing machine to lost puppy in an instant, I couldn't stand the sight of him.

"K-Kay...I, erm, I didn't know he was, was with you"

"Well now you do, so fuck off" I growled, I could feel the anger building up inside of me. Derek's head shot in all directions as he observed his surrounding, before sprinting out of the alley and into the early morning streets.

I looked down at Harry who just stared at me in shock, his hand caressing his throat, I could see Derek's burning red hand mark already beginning to show. His breathing was heavy, but he refused to take his eyes off me and for a moment I was lost in his gaze. Shaking my head and regaining focus, I turned on my heel and strutted out the alley, as I turned the corner I heard a sweet British accent shout..."Thank You."

Notes

To all my subscribers I am really sorry but I decided that I felt most chapters were written really lazily and I wanted to put more effort into the story so I have decided to edit all of them, I hope I am not disappointing anyone by making them wait a bit longer for Notorious to be finished!

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