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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12. Going

Isabella's P.O.V

I woke up from my nap and everything caught up to me. Zayn and the boys had found out about my past as a monster. I slowly rose from my bed, pulled out my suitcases from underneath my bed, and set them on the fluffy white comforter.  I flung open my closet and threw all the clothes in. I didn't care anymore. The salty tears were stinging my eyes and cheeks as they rolled down my face. Even though I was mad and angry at myself I took the time to fold my clothes since they had barely fit. I heard the door to the bus shut. They boys had gone back to practice. This was the perfect time to escape. I threw all my clothes into the suitcases and had to sit on them just to zip it up. This shouldn't be happening. I should be with the guys laughing and crying from laughing so hard. Not crying from Zayn yelling at me and our harsh fight. My bags were packed and I walked next to the door that lead to the outside. I should leave a note.

Dear Lads, I know that I have betrayed you and I'm a monster. I am so truly and deeply sorry. I can't stay here and be hated through. I'm going home. Goodbye to all of you. Zayn, I really do love you so much. Much more than it seems. I was going to tell you but I was so scared that you would just leave me and wipe me out of your life. -Ink.

Dont cry Bella. Don't cry. I sat the note on top of Zayn's Guns & Roses shirt then walked outside, onto the sidewalk, and got a cab to the airport. I'm going to the one place I knew that I would be loved no matter what happened. I was going to a village about 30 miles away from London to see my grandmother. She's always been there to help me out. London was too far for me to pay for a taxi. As I got into the car it started raining and I swear my parents felt my pain.

"Nearest airport." I told the driver. I rested my head against the cold glass of the window and watched the rain as a few tears fell from the eyes. That's when my phone lit up. Twitter. Here we go.

'@isabellainkknite I knew it. Such a whore. Using my husband like that. Go die.' even more and more.

Niall's P.O.V

"I'll be right back. I left my phone in the bus." I said to the guys.

"Ok." Liam said looking down at his phone. I strolled out of the arena and walked up the stairs into the bus. I saw a note reading to aloud to myself.

Dear Lads, I know that I have betrayed you and I'm a monster. I am so truly and deeply sorry. I can't stay here and be hated through. I'm going home. Goodbye to all of you. Zayn, I really do love you so much. Much more than it seems. I was going to tell you but I was so scared that you would just leave me and wipe me out of your life. -Ink.

Oh my god. She left. I grabbed my phone and ran inside knocking into Louis.

"Woah Niall, watch out." he laughed.

"Lou read this!" I demanded shoving the note into his hand. I saw his lips move and his eyes got wide. 

"Oh my..." He trailed off. The next thing I knew Harry and Liam were with us.

"What's going on?" Liam asked. 

"Read this." Lou said handing him the note. Harry and Liam read it at the same time.

"She left." Liam said, his voice sounding sad.

"I think Zayn needs to see this." I said and took the note. "Where is he?"

"Dressing room." Harry told me. 

I ran back to the dressing room and saw Zayn with his head in between his knees with his arms over his head. I knocked on the inside of the door and he looked up with reddish eyes.

"Come in." he said flatly.

"Zayn, read this." I said handing him the note. He read it and just got up and left the room.

Zayn's P.O.V

She left. She really left. I didn't know where she was and I had so many emotions going on I thought that we both needed our space for a while. It's not like I would be able to leave anyway.

The girl I loved. The girl that made me smile. The girl that made me feel amazing being with her. The girl that was caring and loving.

She was gone. Out of my life. 

Missing to me.

I felt a pain in my stomach. This was all my fault. I yelled at her out of anger and didn't shut up and listen. She should still be here. I opened up my twitter, logged onto my private account, and started a tweet to her.

'@isabellainkknite I'm sorry. Please come back if you would. Still love you.'

Isabella's P.O.V

I saw a tweet from Zayn. That's when the tears kicked in. I can't go back. There needs to be a break.

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