Mission Unintended

Agent Isabella Noel Knite works for a record company as a spy. In the music business a spy is someone who steals someone else's songs. She has been assigned to go undercover at Syco and steal One Directions songs from their next album. Will she succeed for her job or end up falling for someone at the wrong time? She doesn't know what to choose. Her job that could make or break her or the chance for true love with a guy in high demand?

12Likes
5Comments
3489Views
AA

6. And I Kissed You Goodnight

Isabella's P.O.V

I woke up in a bed all by myself. Where is Zayn? I heard laughing out in the tiny little living room so I got up, slid my slippers on, pulled my hair back, and walked into the living room. As soon as I opened the door the amazing smell of cinnamon rolls filled up my nose. Mmmmmmm that smelled great. 

"Hey Ink. Sleep well?" Zayn asked.

"Yea. Like a baby." I replied. I sat right next to Zayn which meant being smushed right in between him and Liam. Zayn slipped his arm right around me and I just leaned into him.  

Harry, Niall, and Louis just nudged each other snickering. I saw Liam laugh a little too but Zayn and I just looked at each other really confused.

"Um what's going on?" I asked.

"Yea what is up with you four?" Zayn said backing me up.

"Nothing." Niall said laughing.

"Niallllllll." I said. "Tell me."

"Nope." he said.

"Fine." I got up, went into the kitchen, and put all the rolls onto a plate. I walked into the living room and Niall's eyes widened.

"Um. What ya got there?" he asked slowly standing up.

"Tell me and you get one." I circled the plate in front of him then quickly went into the bathroom locking the door. As I was slipping into the door there was a huge thud. Niall had tried to grab me then fail miserably falling onto the ground. He just got right back up laughing and banged on the door.

"Give me the cinnamon rolls and no one gets hurt!" He yelled through the door.

"Never!" I yelled back "Tell me what you were laughing about!!"

There was a silence until I heard him come back. "Oh lookie here. What is this? Maybe a very pretty red short sparkly dress." He sang.

"Niall!!! Give me the dress!!" I said loudly.

"Give me the cinnamon rolls!"

"If I give you the food you have to give me the dress and tell me what you guys were laughing about!" I said and backed away from the door a little.

"Fine! On three! One.......twoooo.....THREE!!!" he yelled. I flung the door open and we traded. Once we were both happy I stole one and sat next to Zayn again.

"Ok now tell me." I demanded and took a bite, frosting covering my lips.

"Ok ok calm yourself. Well Lou, Haz, Liam, and I all made a bet that you and Zayn would end up sleeping together sometime. Now hand over the money Harry." he said. Harry pulled out a 20 and started handing it to him then I intercepted it. "Hey! That's my money!" Niall whined. "Gimmie it!" 

"No. You guys made a bet on me so I keep it." I said putting it in my bra.

"Fine. Fair game." Harry agreed with me.

"Hey, Ink can I see you in the kitchen? Alone." Zayn asked me, looking at me and rose his eyebrows a little.

"Yea sure." I said getting up and meeting Zayn in the kitchen. "Hey what ya need?" I asked sitting up on the counter.

"I was just wondering if maybe you would like to um...go out on a date with me. Tonight." He asked me standing next to me.

"Yea I'd love to!" I said.

"Great. So say like 7? "

"Sure. I'll be ready." I said going to take a shower.

*at 6:30*

Ok I need to get ready. I chose a red dress that went to my mid thigh, some white pumps, white cuff bracelet, a british flag clutch, and curled my hair sliding it off to one side. I did some pretty natural make up and was one at 7 sharp. I was walking out of my room when I saw Zayn walk into the bus wearing a tux. It wasn't like a full on tux just looked very classy.

Zayn's P.O.V

Once I saw Isabella my heart skipped a beat. She looked beautiful. I want her to be mine so bad but I have to wait.

"Wow you look....beautiful." I said. I saw her blush and it made me smile then walk towards me.

"Thanks. You look handsome." she said.

"Thanks. Ready to go?" I asked.

"Yea. Lets go." she said. We stepped outside and got into my car. I was actually a good driver. "So where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see." I said.

Isabella's P.O.V

Where is this boy taking me? I honestly don't care since I'm with Zayn but I was anxious. After about 10 minutes we pulled up to a little restaurant that had people in it. It looked pretty fancy judging from what the people were wearing and how it looked inside. We walked in and got a table as Zayn locked his fingers into mine. I could see flashing lights from the outside but I wouldn't let that ruin my night.

*1 hour later*

We did the usual date stuff but after we left the restaurant we just walked for about 2 hours talking. We talked about as much as possible. After a few blocks my feet were killing me so Zayn carried my on his back the rest of the time. On the car ride home we couldn't stop talking. We were even talking while we walked over to our rooms.

"Thank you for tonight Zayn." I smiled at him.

"No problem. I enjoyed it. Well goodnight." Zayn said standing at my door.

"Night." I said smiling really big. We just looked into each others eyes when we both leaned in. Our kiss was amazing. I could just feel sparks fly all over. His warm lips molded together with mine and I got goosebumps. We pulled away after almost 15 seconds and my knees went weak.

"Night Isabella." Zayn said again opening his room door and sliding in.

"Night Zayn." I said just barely making it to my bed before my knees gave out. I decided to check my twitter and when I did the 6th trend was 'Mystery Girl of Zayn' and the 8th was 'Moving On Pretty Quick'. I was scrolling through and saw tons of pictures of Zayn and I from that night. Then I checked my mentions.....Big mistake. 

'@isabellainkknite Lay off Zayn you slag. He's mine and you're just a wannabe #lowstandards #hecandobetter' read a tweet from some random fan. All of them were worse. There were SOME good ones but once I had read a few I was crying my eyes out. So hard I cried myself to sleep.

This is like hell with a few good things.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...