Undercover (ON HOLD)

A Princess in the making is very stressful work. Listening to her brother Clairissa goes on a break night out with him. She then wakes up in a strange place. She ventres through the city when she is attacked by a gangster. She flees for her life. She runs into a crowd of people and cameras, not careing about who might see her she keeps running, even worse security guards are chasing her, she's still running until she crashes into the body of a handsom young blonde boy. She changes her name to Clare and tries to find a way back to her home, but has to stay Undercover.

Dedicated to my best friend forever&always AKA: Clare.


6. The Secrets We Keep


Marcus' mouth was slightly hanging open. "Clairissa? I thought your name was Clare," Jeremy said.

"It is but that's just what Marcus used to call me," I gave Marcus the play along look, "Right Marcus," I said through clenched teeth.

"Uh, uh yah," he finally said. I could punch him about now.

"How'd you guys meet?" Josah asked.

"He's my ex," I said quietly.

"Look, Clairis... Clare, I'm really sorry," Marcus said.

"Is that the samething you said to Rebecca?" I asked. Marcus looked away in shame.

"So that's Marcus?" an irish accent said. I turn around and looked at Niall.

"Yah," I sighed, "And when did you get here?"

"When you said hi Marcus," he leaned into my ear, "You could totally do better," he whispered.

I laughed "Tell me about it." Then I remebered Josah, I walked up to him and gave him a big hug. "Thank you so much for saving me Josah, but how did you get away from him?"

"I've got powers," he said with a wink, I turned and faced Niall, "I know you probably already know Josah, but he saved me from the gangster, I owe him my life."

"Yes Josah has always been the dashing night in our band and Marcus is the pretty boy," Jeremy said. I snorted at Marcus' name, he was anything but.

"Clare! Clare!" Louis yelled.

I turned and looked at him, "Yes?"

"Save me!" he screamed.

"From who?" Harry came running itno the room, "Aha found you boo-bear!" Louis shrieked and ran behind me, useing my body to shield him.

"Boo-bear?" I asked Louis.

"Your not a huge fan are you?" Louis asked.

"No I am but I don't want to know every single thing about you, I'm not a stalker," I said. Louis hugged me, "I love her!" he screamed. Marcus rolled his eyes and walked away, Josah and Jeremy stood there laughing, Niall wasn't anywhere to be seen, and Harry glared at me. "I don't," he said and stompped towards me. He flung me over his shoulder and headed towards the door. "Harry! Put her down!" Louis yelled.

"No! Someone needs to learn a leason!" Harry said. I punched his back lightly and half shrieked, half laughed. Harry ran into their room and slamed the door behind him, he placed me back on my feet and walked over to the couch, "Okay..." I said.

"What did you think I ws going to let you take my man and let you get away with it?" Harry asked.

"Excuse me? Your man?"

"Yah you know Larry Stylinson....."

"No I don't know," I said truthfully.

"Oh, you know who we are?" he asked.

"No I've known you since the X-Factor, but I don't like to know about your personal stuff. I know who you are and what you look like but not much more then that," I said.

"Damn girl! Louis right you are awsome!" Harry said. I curtseyed "Woah do you practice that curtsey 24,7 that was perfect," Harry said. I just smiled and sat next to him.

Niall's POV:

When Clare hugged Josah my heart stopped beating. But why? I just met her, how could I have feelings for her? I don't even really know who she was. After she tols me he saved her life my heart started beating again. What's up with this? When she wasn't looking I slipped out of the room and went to my bedroom. I heard the door open but I didnt make a move to go greet whoever it was. Zayn walked into my room.

"Hey Niall, you know where the toothpicks are?" He asked. I rolled over and ignored him. "Fine whats up," Zayn said.

I rolled my eyes and looked back at him, "You know having feelings for a girl I just met, who I don't even know. I shouldn't be having these butterflies in my stomach when she's around," I said.

Zayn started laughing, "Niall Horan has butterflies in his stomach around one girl?"

"Zayn try to be serious, I know it's stupid and I hate it, but I can't control who I like," I said.

Zayn sat down beside me, "I think you've found her."

"What do you mean?" I asked sitting up.

"Your Princess, I think you've found her. You obviously like her and how do you close your eyes in England and then open them in the States? And out of every celebrity there she ran into you," Zayn said.

"I don't know Zayn," I said.

"It's fine Niall, you don't have to think about it like that just get to know her and if she's the one she'll like you back," Zayn said. We sat there in silence for a minute, as I let his words sink in. "Thanks Zayn," I said breaking the silence.

"No problem," he said he got up to, what I assume, return to his search for the toothpicks. "Zayn!" I called, he turned and looked at me, "The toothpicks are in the cobard, where they've been since we got here."

He nodded, "Thanks Niall," he said and walked out. "Oh and before you ask the cobards in the kitchen," I yelled.

"Shut up Niall!" he yelled back. I laughed, leave it to Zayn to be the blonde.

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