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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16. Roommates

I had two fingers laying over my forehead. The limo was loud and I was trying to pinch off a headache. Who knew five boys could be so loud about...nothing. They weren't talking about anything interesting, well nothing that interested me anyway. I was watching the buildings pass, hoping we would get to this house soon. 

Just my luck, the limo pulled to the curb and I was quick to crouch-walk across the limo, over their massively long legs, and open the door to get out. 

"Giselle," I heard Zayn say my name as he also got out of the limo. 

I exhaled loudly but slowly. "Zayn I can't." I couldn't believe I was giving up this easily. "I can't do this. They are loud, obnoxious, and I don't know how I'm going to survive in a house with all five of you. Now you bring girlfriends and I have to protect them too, I don't know wha--."

"Shh," Zayn quieted me with a small smile as he placed his hands on either side of my face. "You can do this. You're Giselle Fucking Claudeta. You can do anything."

I giggled at his response, his way of calming me. 

"Give it a shot," he continued. "We aren't all that bad. In fact you might find us interesting after awhile." 

"Alright," I muttered. 

"Alright?" He smiled looking down on me and I soon was under his spell and smiled back up at him. "Good, now let's get everyone in the house before paps take over this street." 

"Fantastic, and remind me why I took this mission?" 

"Because you love me, and will do anything to protect me," he smiled opening the limo door. 

"In your dreams. I protect no one but myself," I crossed my arms. "You're on your own Malik." 

"Ha ha, very funny," he muttered, and once the door was open all the way the other four guys' voices filled the street. 

I could start to feel that headache reappearing. 

"Guys," started Zayn but no one listened. 

I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him gently away. "Shut it!" I yelled into the limo. "Now you will all get your luggage then go immediately to the apartment. You will not talk, stop for pictures, or argue. Got it?"

"Yes Ella," they all said in unison and I smiled in return. 

"Good, now let's go," I finished. I stood back and made sure they all got their luggage. They all stood by my side until I pushed past them and motioned them forward to follow me. 

I carried my duffel bag over my shoulder, pulling it tighter and making sure no one was getting close to our group. I pulled a piece of gum out of the front pocket of my bag. 

"Oh can I have a piece?" Niall asked me. 

"You don't want that gum, mate," said Zayn. 

I chewed on the piece and then picked it from my mouth and placed it on the inside of a lampshade as we past it. Sticking it smoothly, and not causing any type of distraction...until:

"What are you doing?!" Louis asked bizarrely loud. Making me cringe.

"Shh!" I hiss behind me. 

"What did she do?" Louis asked again but in a quieter tone. 

I rolled my eyes as Zayn answered, "It's a sound device," he muttered. 

"Really?" 

I turned around, walking backwards and placed the small earpiece in my ear, "Yes," I muttered with a smile and suddenly they all seemed interested in me as I turned back around and hit the elevator button. 

"Aren't we going to check in?" Liam asked. 

"Nope," I replied simply. 

"Why?" 

Can't they just leave anything alone and stop asking all these damn questions? "Because I said so." 

The elevator doors opened and we all stepped inside. There would be no security which was provided by the bands management. I was now their security and they only needed me. I pressed the top floor button and a voice rang out, startling the boys. 

"Welcome. Please state your name." 

I smiled at the boys surprised faces, I turned around making sure they weren't having a heart attack and smirked as I said, "Giselle Marie Jacqueleen Adreanna Claudeta. Senior class agent of the London Headquarters." 

"Welcome Agent," replied the voice and the elevator started to move upwards. 

"Where the fuck are we?" Niall asked. 

"Boys welcome to Baise-Moi," I said and most of them started to chuckle. I rolled my eyes, "It's an inside joke." 

"That's an inside joke?" Zayn asked me. 

I didn't reply, I didn't need to. I shouldn't have to. Which was probably the wrong thing to do, because the entire way up to the nineteenth floor that's all they would talk about.

The name of the building. 

The elevator beeped and finally the doors opened. I stepped out and turned before they could exit, "I get it. The building is called Fuck Me. What's wrong with that?" 

"Nothing," snickered Louis. "We just want to know the inside joke."

I smiled, "Maybe one day." I turned back around and as I placed my hand on the door handle it read my fingertips and beeped, telling me that the door was unlocked. "Welcome to your new place."

I let the door open and let them all walk in, they admired the huge room that held two floors, balcony, and everything else imaginable. As soon as they entered the room they raced off to the bedrooms, yelling over who was going to get what room. 

I closed the door behind me, and leaned against it. It was my job to protect these boys. 

It was my job to watch them. 

It was my job to be their new roommate. 

Except now I was the only girl and living with five hormonal teenage boys. 

What I do for my job.

Hope you all enjoyed!! Also thanks for voting for For The Love Of Clara, and because of it my story has won Fan Fiction of the Year! Thank you all so much and check out my reaction video on the story FTLOC and the sequel For The Love Of Leesi coming soon! 

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