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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14. Talk About It.

Isabella's P.O.V

I woke up, quickly showered, and put on a kind of over sized purple longsleeved shirt, dark skinny jeans, tan Uggs, then put my hair into a bun with a cheetah print bow in the back with a purple and green smoky eye. Once I put on a few sprits of perfume I then walking out to the living room to see my grandma sitting down and watching the news. 

"Good morning Grandma." I greeted her.

"Look who's up." she said then sipping on her coffee.

I walked over to the kitchen, got a mug, and poured myself some coffee adding York Peppermint creamer. I then sat on the couch and sipped on it too. My phone went off so I ran back too my room to grab it. An unknown number.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hello is this Isabella Knite?" a man asked.

"Yes. May I ask whos calling?"

"This is Ryan Seacrest. I would like to interview you." he said.

I fangirled inside. "Ok um when?"

"Like ten minutes?" he asked.

"Ok sounds good."

"Ok thank you. Goodbye." he said.

"Bye." I hung up and walked back into the living room 

"Who was that?" my grandma said watching the television.

"Oh just a person who wants me to do a phone interview." I said sitting on the couch.

"Ok. So what do you want to do today?" she asked me.

"I don't know. I think that I'll just go visit Remi."

"Ok Bella." she said and my phone went off. Interview time.

"Hello Ryan." I said walking into my room.

"Hello Isabella. You are live on the air. Is it ok if I call you Ink?" Ryan asked me.

"Sure." I laughed.

"Ok so, can you explain what happened with you and Zayn." he questioned.

Sore Subject.

"Um well basically the word got out that I was undercover to steal their album which I know is a totally wrong thing to do but I mean, it gave me money. So anyway, I was there, with the lads, just watching E News, when it came up leading Zayn and I to a huge fight and I pretty much couldn't handle the pain so I decided to move home with a family member." I admitted to so much of the worlds population.

"Oh harsh. Well I know that the thing with Mr. Star happened and I'm sorry that happened. So what do you plan to do now?" he asked me.

"Well I'm thinking of going back to college to maybe major in fashion. I don't know really. I'm just letting the world do what it wants."

"Ok that sounds cool. So do you think you and Zayn will work everything out?" He asked starting to annoy me.

"I don't know. We'll just see what happens." I said with some sass.

"Ok Thank you Isabella for talking." Ryan said.

"Yea no problem. Bye." I rushed and hung up. 

Me: Hey Remi. Can we hang out today? Wanna talk to you.

Remi: Yea sure. Love ya doll :)

Me: Thanks. Love ya too hun. Meet me at Nans for lunch

Time had actually flown fast.

"Hey gram I think I'm going to go now. " I said peeking my head into the living room.

"Ok Bell. Want me to call a cab?" she asked me looking up from her knitting.

"No. Can I take your car?" 

"Sure. Just be careful." she warned me.

"Ok thanks. Love you! Bye!" I shouted walking out the door. I got into the red cadillac, and drove to mine and Remi's usual Nandos. I walked in, saw her, and walked quickly over to her. 

"Hey Remi." I smiled.

"Hey Ink! What ya been up to?" she asked me.

"Um helping my grandma around the house. Avoiding any possible connection to Zayn or any of the guys." I said looking down.

"Oh.... Well it's good you're helping your granny. I always liked her." she laughed.  The door opened and in came Harry and Zayn.

I glared at Remi and her eyes got wide.

"I didn't know he would bring him." she whispered to me.

"Hey hun." Harry said kissing Remi's cheek. I looked at her confused and she just smiled over at me.

"Oh." I simply said.

"Hello Zayn." Remi greeted.

He nodded. 

Zayn's P.O.V

"Hey Zayn you wanna go to Nandos?" Harry asked me.

"Sure. I need to get out." I said. Isabella has been on my mind nonstop. I want-  No NEED her back. The lads and I have been so busy I can't go get her. I don't have a break until Christmas. I grabbed my wallet, slipped on a jacket, and met Harry out in the car. The car ride was pretty silent so when we pulled up I searched the restaurant through the window in front so Harry wouldn't pull anything. To the paps I had to act like I didn't care but in reality I was going insane. My eyes darted around and I saw Remi. With Isabella.  "Harry." I said bluntly.

"Oh shit. Man I didn't know." he said surprised.

"Whatever."I said and brushed past him going inside.

"Hey hun." Harry said kissing Remi on the cheek. I almost took Isabella in my arms but I couldn't. Not like this. I had to really get her to be mine.

*That Night at around 11.*

Just got done with a concert. Crowd was awesome yet every girl I saw made me think of Isabella. Dark hair, blue eyes, tan, all that stuff. 

Isabella's P.O.V

I laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling. I see the glow under my door from the lamp my grandma left on every night. I couldn't sleep so I got up out of bed, put a robe on over my shorts and sweatshirt, slid on my white sequined Uggs, and walked into the small, lush garden. I kept turning around in circles until I found what I was looking for once I stood up on a bench. 

The North Star. When I was a little girl my mom would take me up onto the roof of our house, and tell me to make a wish. I would pinch my eyes shut tight, scrunch up my little nose, and think really hard. The night my parents died and every single night after that I would walk up there, rain or snow, and make a wish. The same wish every single night.

I Wish My Parents Would Be Here.

It never really came true but in a way it did. My parents were watching down on me. Whenever something bad would happen and I needed to choose something that could change my life I always did the right thing. Looks like they weren't there when I walked into the hell hole known as Star Records. It was getting a little cold for me so I went back inside, opened the closet door, and saw a box. I pulled it down and took it into the living room while sitting on the floor, my legs crossed, and opened it. 

Tears came to my eyes the second it was opened. My mom's baby pictures, senior pictures, every class picture, field trip pictures, and the three that brought me to total, blubbering tears.

1. My mom and dad at the altar and sharing their first kiss as man and wife.

2. My mom, very pregnant with me, and my dad kissing her stomach.

3. The day my parents left for their late honeymoon, me in the middle of them each one holding my hands looking down at me and all of us smiling. 

I must have been crying loud because my grandmother shuffled on our, her glasses perched on her nose, bathrobe draped on her shoulders, and she sat behind me on the couch, holding me from behind, rocking back and forth with her going "Shhhhhhh." softly into my ear. 

I had needed this for forever. After I while I shuffled back into the bedroom, curled up under the covers, and fell into possibly the deepest sleep ever.

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