L'amour n'a pas d'age

I can kill a min in over 32 ways, I can speak 17 languages and I am the youngest and most hated spy in the entire world with only 13 years of age. My major enemies are France, Germany, and Spain. I protect people all over the world. I'm not allowed to fall in love because it would but that person in harms way. And even if i could fee I'm toyoung. My parents as divorced and instead of bearing thw wieght of living with one of them i moved out using my collage funds. So why don't you hear how the life of a hated spy goes.

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5. The chase

                                                                     

 

 

 

                                                                   Louis P.O.V.

Leigh-Anne was running past us with tear streaked cheeks. She told us to go back to Harry. Before i could ask her what happened she dashed off. I might have a tinee tiny crush on her but I needed to find out what happened. Me and the lads went back to where we last saw the two and there was Harry balling his eyes out. ;Has, what did you do to Leigh-Anne she was our protection. We haven't even known her for 1 DAY and you have her running off!?!*" I snapped at him which made him ball even more. He told us the story. No wonder she ran off. Who would blame. Her but I was kind of jealous of the kiss they shared. I was actually kind of happy she rejected Harry. He is nothing but trouble. "Lads, we need to find her before she gets into any trouble....I said and with that we ran. Leigh-Anne P.O.V. I went to the local teen club and had a few kid friendly beers. I tried to get up but got pulled onto the dance floor by some really cute guy. He had blonde shaggy hair had blue eyes. I was trying to pull away but his grip was to stronger. "Help!" I screamed to the top of my lungs. Oh wait I'm a spy I can help myself and I can help myself. I took out the knives I kept in my pant leg pinned him to the wall and took the knife out. i twirled it in between my fingers. He looked terrified for a second but his expression quickly changed into a smirk. He switched the position and bombed me to the wall and choked me. He stabbed the knife into my gut and turned. I yelled in agony. He pulled out a gun but before he could do anything a figure with blue eyes came in and punched him. I dropped to the ground and everything went hazy. But I'm a spy I'm not giving up. I gut up even with the excruciating pain and almost fell but a figure with a mop of curls came and caught me... Harry came to my rescue. Maybe I do like him a little. But before I could say thank you everything went black. I felt my body being lifted off the ground but then my body went numb. I was dying.

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