A/N: I included this pic on the side 'cos it's so cute! I love Nialler😍❤ We are the F.O.O.D. (fans of One Direction)
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Asheley Grace's P.O.V.
"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Niall asked.
I dropped my fork.
This is what you wanted, right? The plan is going perfectly.
But he deserves better than to have a fake girlfriend.
That one rebellious thought entered my mind, and stuck.
You've dreamed of being Niall Horan's girlfriend forever. Now you have the chance!
Yeah, but I don't want it to be like this. I want Niall to like me for who I really am, not my cover.
He wouldn't like you if he knew your true self, so shut up.
"Asheley Grace? Are you okay? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry I know it's too early..." Niall rambled anxiously, interrupting my negative thoughts.
I realized I still hadn't answered his qeustion. I was sitting there like a shocked dumbass.
So I leaned across the table and kissed him. He immediately shut up.
"Of course I'd love to be your girlfriend, Niall."
There. I said it.
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For a while, it was mostly Niall who talked and laughed. I smiled and nodded, but my stomach was churning. I picked at my food.
That didn't last for long. I suddenly noticed that he had stopped talking. I looked up and saw that he was staring intently at a soccer game on the big T.V. that was mounted on the wall. It was Ireland against against America.
He absentmindedly speared a piece of chicken on his fork and brought it to his mouth. That would have been fine except he was so intent on the game that he completely missed his mouth and the food flew over his shoulder. A fancily dressed couple was sitting at the table right behind us. Niall's flying chicken flew into the woman's perfect long hair. She sent Niall a death glare before getting up and storming to the women's restroom. Of course, Niall was oblivious to everything that was going on but the game.
I couldn't help it. I started cracking up. Unfortunately, I was also chewing so I choked. Niall looked over at me in confusion when he finally noticed that I was red faced and choking/laughing.
Then, instead of asking me if I was okay, Niall started laughing at me. His laugh, as usual, was so infectious that it only made me laugh harder. I grabbed a glass of water to hopefully stop the choking. That sure worked. I ended up laughing so hard that I spit the water all over the table. If Niall was laughing before, he was full out cracking up now. Tears were running down our cheeks, we were laughing so hard. A few people at other tables gave us weird looks. I'm sure we looked like complete idiots, but for once I didn't care.
After we finally calmed down, Niall and I spent the rest of the evening chatting and laughing like any ordinary young couple. And just for tonight, I let myself believe that we were just another carefree young couple.
Occasionally Niall would catch my eye and we would suddenly start laughing again. It was hard to be upset for long around Niall. I laughed along with him even if I had no idea what the joke was. I geuss Niall had that effect on people.
I wonder how Harry would feel about me being Niall's girlfriend?
I suddenly wasn't very hungry anymore.
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Bzz. Bzz. Bzz.
My phone vibrated loudly on my nightstand.
"Shut up." I mumbled sleepily.
Bzz. Bzz. Bzz.
I pushed the noisy phone off the nightstand. It hit the floor with a clatter.
Bzz. Bzz. Bzz.
I groaned and picked up the annoying device. Luckily, the screen hadn't cracked. I turned my phone on and winced as the brightness of the screen hit my eyes.
While I waited for my eyes to adjust, I glanced out my window. Early morning sunlight streamed through the blinds. It had to be about six.
Who the hell would be calling at six in the morning?!
I looked at my phone again. Two missed calls from Lieutenant Kofsky and about ten missed calls and texts from Heather. What's going on?
The lieutenant hardly ever called me when I was on a mission unless it was something important. I tossed the phone aside and climbed out of bed. No way was I going to be able to go back to sleep now.
Why can't I have just ONE peaceful morning when no one wakes me up? I thought grumpily.
Then I remembered the events of last night. Niall had asked me to be his girlfriend. I had said yes. We had acted like five year-olds at Nando's. Then Niall had driven me home and we had kissed in the car until Louis decided to come out and bang on the window.
I sighed and started pulling on blue jeans and a black t-shirt, my usual "spy" clothes. As I ran a brush through my hair, I glanced at my laptop. Come to think of it, I had been so busy with Zayn's plan, Harry and Niall that I had forgotten to check the security cameras in the past few days.
Stupid. I berated myself.
I opened the laptop, using it to check the cameras in each of the boys rooms. So far, so good. They all seemed normal, well as normal as these boys could get.
I took one glance at Harry's camera then skipped on. What does that boy have against wearing clothes?!
Louis mostly goofed around, Niall ate and played his guitar.
Liam worked.
Then I got to Zayn's camera. Here was something interesting.
I looked at the footage from a couple days ago, the day Niall took me to the movies. Zayn opened his laptop and typed in something. I zeroed in on the screen.
Wait a second, why does Zayn have my file open?
I watched as Zayn dialed a number on the screen.
That number looks familiar..
Zayn was talking on the phone now. I clicked around quickly on the laptop. Good thing I had thought to bug Zayn's phone.
I turned up the sound and listened.
"Hello Kofsky." He greeted.
There was a long pause, and then Zayn said, "I want to give you a friendly suggestion."
Zayn's next words sent chiils up my spine.
"You might want to keep an eye on your agent. She's not doing the job you sent her to do. In fact, she's getting close with two of my partners. She's not going to kill us, Kofsky. I think you've got a traitorous agent on yoyr hands."
Zayn hung up.
I stared, shocked, at the screen.
Zayn betrayed me.
Why would he do this after all he said about not wanting to hurt anyone? He may have just killed us all.
I grabbed my phone and dialed the same number that Zayn had dialed.
"Lieutenant Kofsky speaking." The familiar voice stated.
"Lieutenant! Please don't believe what Agent Malik told you! You know that I would never betray the agency, right?"
I bit my lip anxiously and waited for his answer.
"You have one month to complete the mission and eliminate One Direction. If you fail to do that, then you know what the consequences will be."
Lieutenant Kofsky's voice held no emotion.
"But-" I started.
"One month, Agent Peterson."
He hung up without another word.
I stared at the phone, remembering.
**********Flashback***********
"I don't need to remind you of the consequences if you don't complete a mission."
With that, he closed the door.
"Death." I whisper to the door.
*******Flashback ends**********
I am so screwed.
"ZAYN FUCKING MALIK WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" I yelled.
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Zayn's P.O.V.
I was standing in my room when I head her yell.
Shit. I thought.
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A/N: Over 300 reads! Yay!
I hope you liked this chapter! I really enjoyed writing it:) Ok so I'm a little disappointed cos my first few chapters got a lot of reads and votes but not alot of people are reading or voting on the more recent parts. Is my writing getting worse? Or is the story getting boring? Idk what's going on. Anyway, thank you to anyone who's reading this and plz comment and vote!