Baise-Moi.

I know fifteen languages, I have twenty-seven identities, and know how to kill a man thirty-two different ways with my bare hands. So how did I run into you? How out of all six billion people in the world did we cross paths? You know me from school, I know you for being in One Direction. So leave me when you can, Zayn Malik, because I'm the world's most wanted secret agent and I'm only nineteen. But before you go, I want you to kiss me but I need you to Baise-Moi.

*Ages +15* **Some words are in French, you can use Google Translate for translation purposes**

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31. Angels

"Zayn? How do you feel?" I asked him as I crouched down before him. Harry was sitting next to him, as we waited for him to wake up.

"I'm fine," he muttered. "What happened?" 

"Anyone want tea?" Vera asked from the kitchen. 

"Sure," said Louis as he got up and headed towards the kitchen. 

Zayn looked up and noticed Rosalind sitting behind me. "What is she doing here?" 

"We have a lot to explain to everyone," started Rosalind. "Especially since we will be leaving you all soon."

"Leaving?" He looked back at me. "I didn't mean to steal the key, I just wanted this to be over. Here take the diamond. Just don't leave."

He undid the earring from his ear and placed it in my palm. "I don't want it Zayn. It's not what you think it is. It's cubic zirconia, not even real." 

"Just take it," he breathed. "I'm tired of caring it."

I nodded and placed it in my pocket as I stood up. "Zayn, I will still have to leave." 

"Oh he's up!" Vera exclaimed in her Russian accent as she looked at Zayn, a mug of hot liquid in her hands. "Where did Alessandra go?" Rosalind and I shrugged. "Alessandra!" 

We all shuttered as Vera's very loud voice echoed throughout the house. 

"Guys, where's Niall?" Liam asked as he sipped from his mug. 

Our questions were answered as Alessandra walked into the living room first and then a smiling Niall followed. 

"Sorry everyone," Alessandra smiled at us. 

"Should have known," said Louis. "Niall, you and those fucking Americans." 

Niall sent daggers towards Louis as Alessandra giggled. Soon Vera, Alessandra, Rosalind, and I stood facing the boys on the couch. 

"So what's going on? Now that there's three more of you," Liam asked. 

"I wouldn't call Rosalind one of them," said Zayn.

"I agree," said Harry. 

I exhaled, "You all know Rosalind, she's not a villain from France, just really good at playing the part. This is Alessandra, she's American, and awesome at using a gun," she pointed her fingers in a fake interpretation of a gun.

"Remind me not to get her pissed," said Niall from the couch. 

I ignored him, "This is Vera, Russian, and she knows her explosives."

"So we all should be running from you?" Louis implied. 

"No, we are the good people, and before you ask no we don't work for our countries. We are undercover agents who make sure everything goes smoothly. We keep Earth out of war, which is our reason for wearing our keys. I wear an anklet," I brought my foot forward and showed them, "Rosalind wears hers around her neck," she pulled back her hair exposing the chain which held the key. "Vera wears hers on her bracelet, and Alessandra wear hers on her belly button ring." Vera brought her wrist forward and showed them the silver as Alessandra lifted her shirt above her belly button. 

"We are actually all in danger staying in this house together and our Head Agent makes us split up. In reality, government knows us as the perfect bodyguards. That's who we are, we protect people."

"You remind me of a group of girls like this," Niall started. "It was a TV show and then movie, um, wasn't is Charlie's Angels or something like that?" 

"Yes!" Louis exclaimed. "There's four though."

The girls and I laughed, "We haven't been called that since our mother's were Angels." 

"It's true?" Liam asked, mouths dropping.

"You don't think they actually thought up that idea of an all girl, ass kicking, secret agent team by themselves?" Alessandra placed her hands on her hips. 

"Holy fuck," Louis breathed. "Now that you have me hooked what do the keys unlock and who's 'Charlie'?!" 

"Whoa there," said Vera. "We shouldn't--."

"The keys unlock a red button," I started. "A red button that if pushed will start nuclear war in fifteen seconds."

"Isn't that exciting?" Alessandra smiled, her long wavy hair bouncing. 

"Anyway," I said, "We can't tell you who 'Charlie' is." 

"What?!" Liam and Louis shouted. 

I glanced at Zayn and Harry who were completely ignoring us, obviously pissed. I didn't understand, we were telling them pretty much everything. 

"Go ahead," I heard Rosalind say, "They will find out anyway, because of relocation." 

There was silence as I debated what I should say, but I never did have to say anything because a voice spoke over mine. "I'm very proud of you girls," said the voice. 

The boys turned in their seats to see the person talking, as the girls and I spoke in unison, "Thank you Simon." 

Harry's POV

"Why didn't you tell us?" Liam asked. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him. "Especially with me being involved with London Headquarters."

"I didn't need other countries to get involved. The girls only told you a portion of what their job is," said Simon. "Their main mission is to protect the world from nuclear war, but do you know how many psychopaths are out there? Let's just say my girls take care of them before the police or government ever hear of them."

"I don't get then why Giselle would be our guard," Niall asked. 

"Each girl's mission gets a job done and helps them either socially, mentally, or physically. I believe Giselle's mission has her helped her in all three categories. My ultimate goal is to keep everyone safe and make sure my girls are gaining some type of benefit."

"My last independent mission was working as Secret Service for the President of the United States," said Alessandra as she entered the kitchen and leaned against the counter next to the rest of the girls.  "I was given high ranks for protection even though the President knew who I was from the beginning."

"My main job in France is to make sure we don't start another civil war, which is a lot harder than what you think," said Rosalind. 

"I watch over the government officials at their summer home, because that's where they usually come up with their ridiculous plans to attack other countries," said Vera, crossing her arms.

"What about you?" I asked Giselle.

She shrugged, "I've done my equal share as well here in England."

"Giselle has the most interesting past," Alessandra exclaimed.

I rose my eyebrows as she continued, "I left primaries to protect Prince William when he left the country. I've also protected Prince Harry on his military excursions. I was head of security of the wedding of Princess Kate and Prince William and most recent I protected the Queen at the London Olympics." 

"'Then she also fights bad guys with flame throwers and freeze rays," smiled Vera. 

"Seriously?" Zayn asked and it was the first time he actually talked. 

She looked at him and nodded. "I take after my mother," she lowered her head, upset?

"Her mother was Princess Diana's bodyguard--," started Rosalind.

"But she wasn't there," finished Giselle. "She wasn't there at the car accident. She could've stopped it....."

"Sometimes things happen to my girls that they can't control," Simon interjected. "I gave Giselle's mother leave after that terrible accident."

"I was two years old," Giselle said, "when I joined the Angels. Training started at seven and that was one of the main reasons I dropped out of school. To finish training, but I was already given my first mission with Prince William."

"Alessandra, Vera, and Rosalind all finished their independent mission months ago. Giselle had been the only one to wait to the last moment. The diamond was a decoy for the English government so they could place her in a mission with you Zayn. I never meant for the rest of you boys to get involved especially since I know how close of an eye Harry keeps on Rosalind."

"Then what exactly was her mission?" Liam asked. 

"She can only tell you that," Simon said and as we looked at Giselle she left the room. 

"She's been affected more than what is allowed and therefore she has to remove herself," said Simon. "I will have to remove her. My girls need to keep continuing their missions and this next mission is for all four of them. I will need them to be strong minded as well as physically strong." 

"Wait," Zayn started. "You are all leaving?" 

"I won't, of course," said Simon. "I need to stay here in England for obvious reasons, but yes, they will leave."

"When?" Zayn asked again probably too quickly. 

Simon's forehead creased, "Is there something going on that I don't know about?" 

"No," Zayn muttered as he sat back in his seat, "Not anymore." 

I looked up at Alessandra and as she held her finger to her ear and then looked at Simon. "Our plane is ready." 

"Very well--," started Simon.

"No!" Zayn yelled as he stood up. "No, she can't leave." 

He turned and left in anger, soon the front door opened and then closed. 

"Will one of you boys like to explain to me what is going on?" Simon asked us.

"Oh," started Louis and I knew this wasn't going to be good. "Zayn's fucking Giselle." 

"Baise moi," said Rosalind as she shut her eyes tight. "Can't you keep your mouth shut you stupid English boy?"

Simon's eyes widened. "Well this changes everything." 

Omg, this story is ridiculous...I don't even know what I'm writing anymore. Please comment, like, and favorite! 

Much love Morgan xx

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