True Love

This story is about a girl, Zoe. She's overcoming a traumatic experience and is accepted into a leading mafia gang to become an undercover spy at a private school, Here she will find secrets and fall in love?


11. Chapter 11: Eyes

I watched as the sun slowly rose, hour by hour, sitting in a ball, frozen. I checked the time, wearily rubbing my eyes.


I slowly stand stretching myself out, joints cracking from when I had stayed in a ball position for too long. I began my daily morning routine, the bags under my eyes apparently immune from being able to be covered. I lazily began my walk to class, sitting at the back of the room to catch up on some sleep. Just as i lay my head down on the cold desk and my eyelids began to flutter closed i felt someone plonk themselves down beside me and say.

L: Sorry for last night

I immediately jerked my head up to see Louis, I hugged him in happiness but quickly withdrew feeling the awkwardness radiating from his body.

Z: what happened to you last night? you had me scared to death

L: I uhh ... I climbed out

He quickly shielded his face from my view and looked out the window but not before i could catch a glimpse of a bruise slightly covered in makeup forming on his right cheek.

Class quickly finished with not much conversation. As he quickly packed his bags and headed to leave i grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back

Z: I know you were lying about last night, Just tell me the truth

He stiffened at my touch and harshly jerked away whispering a "you don't understand"

He ran from the class, me following him in hot pursuit making sure he didn't notice me behind him, He pushed into his room and slammed the door closed. I heard the locks jingling and sighed. It's locked. I quickly pressed my ear to his door ignoring the stares from confused pupils walking by and paced my breath to make it silent. I heard him swearing and things being banged around, once i heard something shattering my heart paced quicker and i wrenched a bobby pin from my hair. I could barely get it into the lock as my hands were shaking. A few deep breaths later I tried again, pushing the bobby pin into the lock and unlocking it. I heard a small whimper of pain as I pushed the door open and saw ... him.

It was the man with glowing blue eyes from the forest. He perched on the windowsill, window wide open as the breeze wafted the hair over his face. He was crouched low down just to fit in the window, his lanky arms and legs frozen still waiting for one of us to make a move. I quickly ran forward and tried to grab him through the window and pull him inside the room, but he jumped. He jumped from a 4 story high window. 

I ran to the windowsill looking down and scared for what i'd find, but to my astonishment i found nothing. There was no shadow no body, nothing.

I immediately turned and slammed the door closed quickly locking it and the window. I breathed out in relief not knowing that I was holding it. I leaned my back on the door and slowly slid to the ground beside Louis.

Z: who was that?!

L: None of your business. You shouldn't have come here

Z: What's your problem, I tried to help you.

I glance around his room finding it was ransacked, his furniture tipped everywhere and in the middle of it all was a little silver jewelry box, the lid flipped open and nothing inside.

Z: he stole that thing that was inside that box didn't he?

L: yeah, I may as well tell you. I work for the CIA and my parents own it, they sent me here to get an education and be safe but they always took precautions, they thought it was so safe they gave me the hard drive. that was what was inside the box. It has everything we ever found out on there. He can find out everything, nothings a secret from him now. he is Victor.

I sat, not believing what I was hearing. But what I said next I couldn't have any control over, my heart was deciding things for me.

Z: don't worry, we'll track him down and take it back. He wont get away with this

I gazed over at Louis, He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. On the outside he was handsome but on the inside he was beautiful. I was falling in love, but what about Harry.

I quickly got up felling the blood start rushing to my cheeks and hurried to get out of his room before he saw quickly mumbling a "see you later"

I sat on my bed and wandered about what would come tomorrow with my meeting with harry

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