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?


20. Into the Future

Isabella's P.O.V

There they stood. My mother and father. Angels. Both dressed in all white, my mom was in a white, shimmering dress with a silver necklace and her hair curled perfectly, cascading over her shoulder. My father was in white dress pants, a white shirt, and his hair perfect like it always was. My moms blue eyes shined and my dads grey eyes stood out. My whole body felt weird.

"Hello Isabella." My mom smiled.

"Hello Darling." My dad greeted and stroked my cheek but it felt so foreign.

"Oh Robert, look at our princess. Almost 20 in April, so grown up and genuine." My mother beamed.

"I know Maria. So beautiful, successful, and going places. Damn train took us from her." My dad was smiling but it faded.

"Mom. Dad. What's going on?" I asked and looked at my hand. It was pale. Really pale.

"Sweetheart, this is happening because we wanted to talk to you." My mothers figure said in her soft voice.

"What's going on?" I asked getting worried.

"Maria just tell her." My dad encouraged.

"Tell me what?" I was freaking out.

"Look over here Bella." she said and pointed to a bubble. An image started showing. It was me in a room crying with red, puffy eyes.

"Why am I crying?"

"You're crying because something has come between you and someone you love. Someone you thought would never pop up between you. Just keep in mind you must fight to fix everything. When the walls start cracking go find the note near home. It will help you find the way. Help you fix everything." They started fading. "Oh no. Now Bella, keep this information in mind. Never forget it. And remember. Scary, dirty, and creepy. Overcome your fears and be strong." she kissed my forehead, so did my dad, and they walked off getting see through until they were completely gone. My skin got tingly and I was shimmering like they do in Shrek. I was fading too until I jolted awake, sitting up quickly and sharply breathing in. Zayn was totally out of it. Good. I got up quickly, ran into the kitchen, and grabbed a notepad and pen.

Scary dirty creepy overcome your fears and be strong. Find the note near home

 I wrote that down and Zayn came up behind me, looking at the note. "What's that? A new tattoo idea?"

"What? Oh um yea." I said going to slip it into a pocket when I noticed I was naked. "I'm going to go get dressed." 

"Ok babe. I'll be waiting." He was already in jeans and a sweatshirt. I ran into the shower, the hot water jolting me awake. I washed myself down, dried off, and put on kind of ripped boyfriend jeans, a cheetah print crop top, leather jacket, black wedge boots,then went over to the bathroom. There I put in some black and gold triangle earring, put on a black and gold victorian oval necklace, curled my hair, applied some light makeup, then ran back out to see Zayn on the couch watching the t.v.

"Hey." I said and kissed his cheek.

"Hello. You look absolutely gorgeous today."

"Thank you." I smiled. *Pop* my phone went off.

Eleanor: Hey. Want to hang out today? The guys have to go into the studio so I was going to go shopping.

Me: Sure! I'd love to. Could I bring Remi?

Eleanor: Already asked. She has to record stuff too.

Me: Ok. When do you want to meet up?

Eleanor: Since Zayn has to go to the studio just ride with him and meet me there.

Me: Ok. See ya soon :)

"Hey Zayn you know you have to go to the studio today right?" I said questionably.

"Oh shit. Yea I do. I had better get going. You want to come?"

"Sure. I'm going to hang out with El and meet her there anyways." I said and we went out to his car. I locked the door just before leaving and ran down the steps trying to catch up to him. 

"There you are." he smiled and put his arm around me. He then opened the door from the little hallway and there were constant flashes. All I did was keep my head down and my mouth shut. Zayn pulled me close as we went to the car and I got in quickly as he did too. "Damn paps."

"I guess I had better get used to it." I said and rubbed his hand with mine. The drive to the studio was quite as I looked out the window only hearing the music playing. We parked and I hopped out then side hugged Eleanor as she walked out the back door.

"Hey Ink!" she greeted.

"Hey El." I smiled, my one dimple showing. 

"Well we had better get going." she said.

"Ok. We're going now babe. I'll see you soon." I said to Zayn then kissed him lightly.


Another picture. 

"Ok well you better go now. Paps are coming. I love you." he said after kissing he back.

"We are babe. I love you too." and Eleanor and I were off to the nearest mall. 

"So how is everything with you and Zayn?" she asked while we were in the back of a cab.

"Amazing. We've gotten a lot better since the break." I told her.

"That's awesome. Louis and I have been doing the same old things for months." she said looking down.

"Well maybe I could help." I leaned over and put a hand over my mouth as I whispered an idea into her ear. "Now, go to his place before he gets home tonight, set up candles and rose petals all over the place making a path cleared and just lay in bed either in lingerie or you could tie yourself up. Or both. Or naked. It's up to you really. He'll be putty in your hands." 

"Really?" she asked.

"Yep. I did the lingerie thing with Zayn, one of the best nights of my life."

"Ok ummm tmi and ok, I'll do it. But I need to go to Victoria's Secret for it." she smirked.

"Whatever." and we pulled up. Of course we were surrounded by people. 

"Just walk. Head down." she whispered so I listened to her instructions keeping my head down and didn't listen to anything. 

Finally inside. 

"Where to?" I asked Eleanor as we strolled away from the door.

"Let's go get my stuff for tonight." she giggled.

"Ok." I smiled and we strolled over to the Victoria's Secret. Everything seemed so in order and everyone was perfect. What the hell?

"Oh my god. Ink. The VS like CEO is here." El whispered a little loud for a whisper. 

"So, let's just go on in." I said and pulled her in. 

"Hello. Are you ladies looking for anything in particular?" The apparent 'CEO' asked us.

"Um no j-just looking." Eleanor stuttered. Why was she so nervous? She's a freaking model.

"Ok then." the tall woman smiled. "Well if you do just say so."

"Ok we will." I smiled back.

"Hello, I am Lori Greenley and may I just say that you like you could be a great addition to our team." she said and we shook hands.

"Really?" I asked as Eleanor looked around, eyeing us constantly.

"Absolutely darling. One of our models just quit us for the runway and we are looking for a new model. You look perfect for it." 

"Well thank you. I think I would really like that." I smiled.

"Great. I swear I have seen you somewhere. I just cant put my finger on it." she said, eyes narrowing as she thought and her long index finger on her chin.

"Oh I'm dating Zayn Malik of One Direction." I told her then looked for Eleanor who was strutting back to the dressing room.

"Oh yes! That's it! Well if you would like to model I wouldn't mind taking test shots sometime. When are you free?" she asked me.

"Well I'm free now. I don't really know." I answered.

"Ok well maybe you could try some of the things here on. Becka!" she called to whom I guessed was her assistant.

"Yes Ms. Greenley?" A small girl in black asked.

"Please get my camera." Lori instructed. Becka ran off and came back with the camera. 

"I don't think I told you my name. It's Isabella Knite. but you can call me Ink." I smiled a little.

"That's a lovely name. Now, what size of swimsuit do you wear?" she asked me, fixing her camera.

"Small for normal, Medium if it has push up."

"Ok good. Becka please get her the new swimsuit collection." Ms. Greenley instructed again. Becka came back, arms full of swimsuits.

"Sorry." I mouthed to El as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"It's ok." She mouthed back, giving me a thumbs up.

"Ok now go put this one on." Lori told me, putting a cheetah bikini in my hands. I did have to admit it was cute. It was cheetah print, push up, with back strings on the side of the bottoms and connection the top. I went to the dressing room, put it on, and came out. "Perfect." she said and started clicking away. I put my right hand on my right hip and turned a little, smiling and laughing.

"Great." she commented. We did a few more and people started gathering. The only thing that was running through my mind was that I hope a pap doesn't see me. 

"Um could we do this in a private room? I don't want everyone making rumors about me." I asked.

"Oh of course." Lori said and we went back into the stock room.

"Come on El." I instructed as she hung back, acting like she needed an invitation. As we were in the back room I only had two more so I just got it over with and put my clothes back on.

"I am so sorry." I told Eleanor.

"It's ok. I understand." She assured me.

"Well Isabella, I will be notifying you soon with our final decision." Lori said and we shook hands. 

"Ok. Thank you." I smiled. Eleanor and I officially started shopping again and we walked into about 20 stores until we were weak from the bags and walking. We stood at the doorway and saw it down pouring. In the middle of fucking January. Only England. I grabbed my umbrella out of my tote and opened it up as Eleanor did the same. Squealing, we ran out catching.

"Where to?" The driver asked.

"121 Westbourne Terrance, Paddington." I said. My place was closer than the studio so I decided to go home. As we drove, El whispered me her plan and we both agreed it was brilliant.

The cab pulled up and I pressed my new, silver key into my palm.

"See ya!" she said.

"See ya later El." I said and ran to the door, rushing to my closet and threw on an 'I Love Zayn' black hoodie and light grey sweatpants with black writing on it.

Zayn: Hey babe. Can I stay at your place? I really don't want to go back to my place this late.

That's when I realized it was almost 10 at night.

Me: Sure. See you soon :)x I tapped into the iPhone as the keypad made clicking sounds. My stomach made a dying sound the second I sat down on my couch. I haven't eaten for 10 hours and I don't feel like making anything. I pulled out the phonebook and looked for chinese take out. I typed it into my phone when a clearly Asian woman answered.

"This is Golden Dragon. What would you like?" she asked. Oh god what does Zayn like? 

"Um can I get two medium boxes of orange chicken and rice brought to 121 Westbourne Terrance in paddington?"

"Yes. Is that all?" her high voice asked me.

"Yes." I told her.

"Ok Thank you. It will be there soon." she said and I could hear her screaming the order into the background at someone.

"Bye." I said and clicked out of the call then walking to my bed and plopping down, face first and groaned. My focus went onto the phone until the doorbell rang.

"BE RIGHT THERE!" I screamed and got up, my bare feet padding across the dark wood floor as I opened the door to a guy that looked my age. His eyes stared at me and it was getting weird. "How much" I asked, grabbing my wallet.

"Oh um 15.68." he said clearly blushing since being caught. I took out a 20 and handed it to him. "Here keep the change." and took the bag of food.  

"Thanks." he said and walked away, hands in his pockets and his head down. I closed the door and turned around, walking over to the kitchen area of the studio. I leaned up, grabbing two white plates, and put one box on each. A second later there was a knock on the door. I jogged over to it, looked through the peep hole, and saw Zayn with pink roses. I opened the door quickly and kissed him as he kissed back.

"Hey beautiful." He smiled and handed me the flowers that smelt so sweet.

"Hello." I grinned and pulled him inside.

"Oh I smell chinese." he commented. 

"Yea you do." I said, putting the roses in water then walked over and handed his one of the plates.

"Thanks babe." he said and kissed my neck making my dimple go in.

"You." I kissed him. "Are very welcome." I said and handed him a fork while getting one for myself.

"So what do you want to do tonight?" he asked, taking a bite of the chicken.

"I was just going to stay here. Probably just watch some tv, shower, then crash." I told him, getting the hot chicken on my fork.

"Good. I didn't want to do anything either." he smiled.

"Perfect." I said. We talked about what was going on lately as we finished the chicken then put everything in the dishwasher.

Zayn walked over to the couch, pulled a blanket out of a crate, and sat down switching on the tv. "Come here." he said, arms wide open. I walked over to him and cuddled into his arms, my head on his strong shoulder.

"I love you Zayn." I whispered into his ear.

"I love you more." he whispered back and kissed the top of my head. We sat there, watching random shows, until soon my eyes fluttered close. Soon I felt arms around me, heard the t.v. switch off, and was softly placed on my bed as Zayn came in next to me, his warm body pressed against mine. The most comfortable position ever.

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