Assassin (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

This girl is an assassin hired by Simon Cowell to destroy the talentless side of the music industry. One by one, she hunts down the terrible bands and singers in hopes to slow down the parasitic plague that is modern pop music.

Targets: Nikki Minaj
Justin Bieber
Lady Gaga

and of course...

One Direction


9. 1D: "More Than This"

(Harry's POV)

"Hey lads. I have a surprise for us" Niall says, coming back from wherever he was.

"Oh yay. What is it" Louis squeals.

"Harry might want to look first" he winks at me.

I reluctantly follow him outside. Standing at the front door, there she was.


"Hey Harry!"

Then I notice she has bags.

"I'm so confused" I say.

"Harry, Aubrey is going to stay here for a little."

"Oh okay. Aubrey, would you want to meet the others?"

She nods, and I lead her inside, Niall close behind.

"Louis, Liam, Zayn, this is Aubrey. Aubrey, this is Louis, Liam, and Zayn."

"Hi guys" she says, quite shyly I'll say.

"Hey Audrey. We've heard a lot about you" Louis states. "Harry here has got a loud mouth" he whisper shouts.

"LOU" I scold, my cheeks beginning to redden.

He starts laughing uncontrollably, and I chase after him, tackling him to the ground.

"Okay okay" he surrenders. "Love you Harreh!"


(Aubrey's POV)

"Hi. It's really nice to meet you" Liam says.

"You too."

"Can we talk to you" he asks.


He, Niall, and Zayn pull me off to the side.

"Please don't hurt him" they say.


"Mr. Curly over there. He's like our little brother. We don't want him getting hurt."

"I would never" I tell them.

And I wasn't just saying that to keep my cover. I actually meant it...

Shoot this isn't good.

"Well the party is in about 5 hours. Do you have anything to wear" they ask.

I shrug.

"I dunno. What sort of thing do you wear to an album release party?"

Liam shrugs.

"A dress."

"Then no."

"I've got a perfect thing" Niall says, dragging me out of the door.


(Harry's POV)

"Where'd Niall go" I ask.

"He went with Aubrey to buy a dress for tonight" Zayn says.

I can't help but feel my chest tighten, and I cringe at the thought of Niall seeing her in all the dresses. her figure fitting so perfectly in each one. Her eyes scrunched up when she doesn't like one.

"I'll be back" I say.

I step outside and get into my car, and I call her up.

"Hello" she says.

"Hey Aubrey. It's uh, it's Harry."

Wow. I've never been this nervous in my life. Not even at the X Factor. My heart is beating fast and I have a headache. My throat feels dry and itchy.

"Oh hi Harry! I'm with Niall right now. What's up?"

"I was wondering if you, if you might. Uh. If you might want to be my date for the party?"

"Oh uh, you don't have a date?"

I shake my head no, but then I realise she can't see me.

"No I don't."

"I, uh. I'm not sure it's a good idea" she says. "I have a boyfriend still."

"Oh. Okay. I'll see you later though."

With that, I hang up. What was I thinking? she has a boyfriend. But if he kicked her out of their house, why is she still with him?


I watch as she dances with him, a smile on her face. Is that the little piece of shit that kicked her out of her house? I want to go lunch him in the face, knock out his pearly white teeth. He deserves it. I want to watch him suffer like he made her suffer. She was scared. But she still trusts him?

(Aubrey's POV)

"Uh, hello" a brunette boys says, walking up to me.

I had been sitting on the side of the dance floor, alone, thinking hard on what to do about my deal with Simon.

"Hi" I say, looking up into his brown eyes.

I smile and he smiles back.

"Would you like to dance?"

"Oh uh, I don't know" I shake my head.

"C'mon. Maybe it'll take your mind off whatever's getting you so worked up" he insists.

Hesitantly, I smile and take his hand that he had reached out to me with, flashing a bright white smile. He takes me to the dance floor, and a slow song is playing.

"I'm Cameron" he introduces.


"It's nice to meet you Aubrey" Cameron says.

"You too."

"I've heard a lot about you, from the boys of course."

"Oh. How do you know them" I ask as our feet slowly glide on floor.

Cameron spins me around and then our faces get close. I step back a little.

"Well all of them except for Harry. Do you know who Shawn Mendez is?"

I shake my head no, questioning him.

"Well he's a singer that started on vine. He sang a bunch of 1D covers and some of the boys saw it. I know Shawn because I'm also a Viner."

"Oh cool."

I can't help but notice his American accent.

"Where are you from" I ask.


"Wow. I've always wanted to go there."

"Yeah. A place for sunburns and sluts. Very exciting."

I laugh at his comment.

"No. Not for those reasons" I giggle. "I want to make it big one day. I'm just too shy to do it I guess."

"Ah. So I found myself a singer. How lucky am i" he asks, spinning me again. "If it's not too forward, can I maybe have your number?"

"Of course, Cameron" I say handing him my phone.

He puts his number in as I put mine in his.

"Great. Now if I slip up and say something stupid, you have no way to get away" he winks, making me laugh again.

Another slow song comes on, More Than This. It's the boys' song. I lay my head on Cameron's shoulder when it becomes Harry's solo.

"When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight, it just wont feel right,

cause I can love you more than this, yeah,

When he lays you down I might just die inside, it just don't feel right,

cause I can love you more than this, can love you more than this" he sings.

And he's right. Cameron opened his arms and held me close, but I'm not sure it felt right. It felt good, but did it feel right? I look at Harry and his expression shows hurt.

"Do you have an extra bed in your hotel room" I ask Cameron, not wanting to have to talk to Harry later.

"Of course. You want to crash there tonight?"

"Do you mind?"

"Not at all" he says. "Jack Johnson went back to the US for a few days so there's one open bed."

He leads me out of the party and into his rented car, hopping in the driver's seat. I get into the passenger's and he drives away.

"Just a warning, the boys are crazy."

"What boys" I ask.

"The other Magcon boys."

"Sorry. I don't know what that is."

"That's alright" he says. "They'll like you better if you don't."

"Alright" I mutter.

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