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?

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18. For The First Time

Isabella's P.O.V

I woke up alone in the bed that next morning. Strange. I just sat up, my arms supporting myself, and I looked around the room, admiring Zayn's artwork. Looking over my shoulder at the alarm clock, I saw that it was around 8 give or take a few minutes. Better go shower. I peeked my head out of the door, seeing that there was no light on under the bathroom door, so I quickly tip toed in closing the door, and took a shower. Doniya shouldn't mind if I use a little bit of her stuff right? I used a tiny bit of everything, placing it right back as it was, and rinsed off quickly, tying a towel around me. I was starting to speed walk down the hall when I ran into Zayn, my towel slipping down.

"Oh, sorry babe." he said.

"Um Zayn...my towel is kinda." I said and looked at him, raising my eyebrows.

"Shit, here ya go." he replied grabbing it, keeping his eyes down but I saw him take a peek. I was just slipping it up when Doniya walked out of her room.

"Oh my- Um s-sorry." she said, covering her eyes and walking back into her room then once the door closed we heard her laugh.

"Better go get dressed before anything else happens." I said biting my lip.

"Yea." He said and frowned a little. 

"Just wait." I whispered, making my way back to his room. I slid on some dark skinny jeans, a pink and white Jack Wills sweatshirt, white high tops, and put on some blush, mascara, and eyeshadow then putting my hair into a messy bun and walked out into the kitchen where I smelled food cooking. "Good morning." I greeted.

"Morning Isabella." Trisha said making up waffles.

"Those smell great mum." Waliyha said with a little morning hair.

"Thanks." she said serving a plate to Safaa who had a fork in her hand, smiling wide and digging in.

"Morning." Zayn said and scared me. "Sorry Bell." I just laughed and poked him.

"Good morning Zayn." We all said in unison then looked at each other in amazement busting out laughing.

*A Few Hours Later*

We were all saying goodbye, hugging, and laughing as Zayn and I put our stuff into the trunk of the car. I was about to get into the passenger side when Zayn's parents came up to me. 

"Goodbye Isabella. It was nice to meet you." Trisha smiled to me.

"Goodbye Mrs. Malik. It was nice to meet you too." I said about to shake her hand when we hugged. 

"Goodbye Isabella." Yaser said with a grin.

"Goodbye Mr. Malik." I said and shook his hand smiling.

"It was nice to meet both of you." I smiled.

"You too." he said. I got into the passenger seat, smiling and waving, when Yaser called Zayn over to him.

Zayn's P.O.V

My dad called me over so I went to him.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Now Zayn, your mother and I like  this girl very much so don't do anything stupid and don't let her go. With your last girlfriend it took us all a while to warm up to her and no time at all to like this one. So hold on to her." he said in a low voice so only I could hear him. 

"Ok. Thank you for liking her. It means a lot." I smiled at my dads acceptance to Bella.

"Now, go get in that car and drive back to London with your girlfriend." he smiled.

"Thanks." I said getting into the driver seat. 

"Hey babe" Bella smiled and kissed my cheek.

"Hey." I said and pecked her on the lips.

"Ready to go?" she asked.

"Yea." I said buckling up my seatbelt. "So when are you moving into your new place?"

"Tomorrow.  I just still need to ask Remi if I can stay at her house for tonight."

"You can stay at my house if you want to." I told her. Her face lit up and she smiled at me.

"Really?" she giggled. 

"Yea. Anything for you." I told her keeping my focus on the road. I think tonight could be the time we have sex. Finally. I needed to since I havent for about six months. My mind went into places as I drove. I could imagine it now. Her laying on the white bed, in her black lace lingerie, her silky hair resting on her breasts and her chest rising and falling. I could just imagine her under me as I have my arms on the headboard, flexed, and pumping in and out of her hard as she moans, whimperes, and screams my name. How sweet she tastes and how good she feels. I looked down for a second when something was tingly. My length was fully erect. Thank god Bella wasn't looking and she was looking out he window. But I noticed her moving a little in her seat.

Isabella's P.O.V

I was staying at Zayn's house tonight. Maybe then we could FINALLY go all the way.  It has been way too long since I've had sex. Maybe what? Six? Seven? Eight months top? Yea, way too long. I was looking out the window at the country side when my mind wondered off into very nice places.

It was me, on Zayn's bed, in my sexy black lace lingerie, my curls perfectly laid out around me like rays of the sun. Zayn kissing my body as little moans escape my red stained lips and my back arches a little. Zayn kissing lower...lower until he slid my panties out of the way and kissed lightly then licked as moans and a few curse words escaped in my moans. Soon his length was in me, going slowly, gradually going faster and faster til he was pounding me super hard as I screamed and hit the bed. I looked over and Zayn was driving but was fully erect. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter by just looking at it.  Time really flew because I could see the Zayn's home in Hertfordshire. There were no fans which I was glad about. We got out things, went inside, and took them up to his room. 

*That evening* 

We had had dinner out at a fancy place, came home, and I went straight up to his bedroom. He was watching the t.v. and I ran upstairs to get my plans ready. I curled my hair, did my makeup so I had dark, smokey eyes and full, red lips, then put on a red silk with a black lace overlay push up bra, and watching hiphugger panties. Good. I spread out red rose petals and lit a few candles.

"Zaaaaayyynnn." I cooed from the room, the door open and me laying on my side, my arm supporting my head, and my legs resting over one another. I heard the t.v. click off and footsteps move up the stairs and I saw Zayns shadow. He came into the doorway and stopped dead in his tracks once he saw me.

"Hey." He grinned.

"Hey sexy." I said seductively. He came over to me, laid behind me, and kissed my neck. I laid on my back and he was a little over top of me as we made out. We were doing that for a while when his hand was rubbing my stomach and started massaging my breasts. I took off his shirt and ran my nail up and down his abs. He kept massaging my breasts softly yet full of passion. My hand moved down and I palmed his 8 inch length. 

"Bella." he moaned. His hand trailed down and he slid my panties off. "These need to go." he growled with lust. Soon he was lightly massaging my clit and kissing down my body, leaving slick spots. 

"Z-zayn." I moaned softly. He kissed all the way down til his tongue slid down my body and licked my slit. I bit my lower lip and he opened my lips, and stuck his tongue in a little, letting his tongue explore every little spot of my core. Soon he was sucking hard on my clit, thrusting two fingers deep into me, as my back arched, and I moaned louder and louder. He curled his fingers up making me almost scream. "FUCK ZAYN!!!" I yelled. He looked up at me, grinned, then went back to what he was doing. "Damn just let me suck that." I growled. He stood up, I pulled his pants down as he slipped them off, and his dick slapped up, hitting his stomach.  He laid down on the bed and I crawled over to him.  I took his massive length in my hand, pumping slowly and licking up the bottom to his head. He moaned softly and tangled his fingers into my hair. 

"Fuck." he moaned. I moved up, still pumping, and licked the tip getting all the pre-cum up. I slowly sucked all the way down until I couldn't take anymore and pumped the rest. He held my head and thrusted up again and again. I sucked harder as he went and soon his dick twitched, him groaning loudly and gripping the sheets, as he shot cum back into my throat and I swallowed it. 

"May I?" he grinned at me.

"Yea." I smiled and laid down.  He positioned himself over me, kissed me passionately and slid his dick into me, going slow at first to let me adjust then picked up speed.

"Fuck you're so tight." he groaned in a low, sexy voice.

"Oh my-" he picked up speed. "GOD ZAYN YOU'RE SO BIG!!" I screamed reaching my climax. He got even faster, as fast as he could go, sweat beading on both of us. I felt my walls get tight, twitch, and I let go all over him. Right after I let go he did too. Thank god I was on birth control. We went to hard we just fell apart, trying to catch our breath.

"You're so good." I panted.

"You're better."

"Whatever." I smirked and kissed him which led to making out.

"Amazing." he said, pulling me into his arms, kissing my hair. So we just fell asleep like that. 

************

I woke up the next morning, showered quickly while Zayn was asleep, and let the hot steam wake me up. Last night was amazing and made me feel so much better. I quickly showered, put on Love Pink gray sweatpants with black writing , a purple tank top and black slippers. Once I had put my hair into a ponytail I just put on some eyeliner  and went downstairs. I think I'll be one amazing girlfriend and make him breakfast in bed. It's the least I can do after last night. I went into the kitchen and looked around. There was only pretty much enough things for me to do pancakes, toast, and eggs. Good enough. I mixed all the pancake things together, put the eggs in the pan, and then the pancakes keeping a very close eye on both of them. Once it was done I put them on a plate, made the toast, and put them on a tray with milk and a rose. Screw the rose. I put it in my mouth sideways trying to look hot, and went up carefully to his room. He looked so cute when he slept, hair messed up and his tattoos looking much brighter.

"Good morning Zayn." I said and took the rose out of my mouth to kiss him. He sat up slowly and smiled at me as I set the tray on his lap.

"You're the best girlfriend ever." he smiled and patted the spot next to him on the bed. I sat right next to him and kissed his cheek making him smile.

"Thanks." I said stealing a piece of toast.

"So where is your new flat?" 

"In London." I said being a smartass.

"Well I know that. But where?" he laughed

"121 Westbourne Terrance. Around the Paddington area." I said resting my head on his shoulder.

"Nice choice." Zayn told me, finishing up his breakfast.

"Yep. I still have to get stuff out of my old place. That means I have to get a moving fan. Dammit." I groaned and buried my head into the pillow.

"Well I'll go get ready and help you. Text Harry. He knows a good moving company." he said walking into the bathroom.

"Ok!" I shouted back and pulled out my phone from my bra.

Me: Hey Haz. Zayn told me you know a good moving place. Is he right?

Haz: Yea. I'll give them a call. Where do you want them to meet you at?

Me: Mount Street and Park Lane, Grosvenor House top penthouse.

Haz: Fancy ;)Ok so in an hour?

Me: Yea, sounds good.

Haz: Need any help?

Me: Actually yes.

Haz:Ok

Zayn came out a while later,got dressed in clothes he wouldn't mind getting dirty, and we grabbed out things getting into the car and going to my old place. The nightmares that place gave me.

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