Spy Love
"First in a while..."
Liam's POV
I fell alseep at the jet's drift.
"Mum! Daddy!" Liam saw as his mother was being slapped at. His dad was in a headlock. Liam cried, but a girl pinned him down, closing in on his face. She gripped his neck, her gray eyes locking into his.
"Girlie! That's it! now do your best!" The man now choked his mum. Liam exploded in tears. The girl pulled up my shirt, and slashed my chest, making a huge 'G' on it. She snaked her arms around the little 8 year old, and her lips crashed onto Liam's neck, and then on his lips, snaking her arms on him, she winked, pulling him away, and his mum and dad gone, forever. All Liam did was scream.
"YO! Wake the heck up!" Niall pulled me up, but with turbulence, I fell on the floor.
"W--what happened?" I stammered. Niall raised a brow.
"Well you were screaming, clutching your body, looking like you're pushing someone off, and crying. Was it... The drive?" Harry asked, looking at me sympathetically.
"Yes. Her, them, the "G", dead..." I felt the part of my chest. Was 'G' something like 'Girlie's' real name? Or what? Team 'G'? Whatever that was, that haunted me forever. But love never came into my life, unless 'Girlie' was crushing on me, that doesn't count. But whoever that was, I'm prepared to threaten her.
"'G' is someone that loves you. She must've been wanting you or whatnot..." I pulled up my shirt. Zayn looked the other way, and grimaced. The 'G' was a white outlined scar. It was my memory of revenge.
Jason's POV
"Ms. President, the whole other team-- Team 1D are all boys right?" I asked her.
"That's right. They all have one mysterious past that gave them their destiny."
"Okay, I'm now officially going. My sister is not being with all of them."
"Ah, that gave me dreams of my husband."
"Protective?"
"Yes. My husband was a brave man, and very lu--"
"Too much info, ma'am." I smugly told her, as I knew the word: lust. Adults can be very disgusting as well.
"Plane's coming over, you two better be careful." She continued, as I logged off. I walked out seeing Skylar with a boy, coming closer, closer...
"Hey! Keep on going, keep on going." I told that guy. Skylar stomped on my foot.
"Love isn't here anymore, Jason!" She yelled at me.
"But that doesn't mean you can go in public and he about to kiss you!"
"I'm practically almost an adult! I'm my own person! I'm actually stronger than most girls..." Awhile as she said, boys walked in-- five of them. They had on sunglasses, and leather jackets on. A boy with curly hair pulled off his sunglasses, looking at us, voiceless. Skylar kept on yelling, until I pointed at them. She turned, and she went silent, couldn't talk. The rest of the boys looked at us, and I felt embarrassed, not because of our argument, but because of them. They are more skilled, more polite, more spyish. Like James Bond or something.
Liam's POV
The argument between those siblings were awkward. But when she saw us, she became silent. I've got to say: The first in may. I haven't seen any teenage girls there because the teachers at our spy agency don't allow boy-to-girl meeting. They think of us boys as "Sneaky" especially from a spy acadamy.
"Hi." Harry came up, being friendly, holding out his hand. The boy took it first, with a hard grip, as I can hear a grimace in Harry, and the girl held caringly, which I felt jealous of. She was beautiful. I even forgot about 'G'.
I fell alseep at the jet's drift.
"Mum! Daddy!" Liam saw as his mother was being slapped at. His dad was in a headlock. Liam cried, but a girl pinned him down, closing in on his face. She gripped his neck, her gray eyes locking into his.
"Girlie! That's it! now do your best!" The man now choked his mum. Liam exploded in tears. The girl pulled up my shirt, and slashed my chest, making a huge 'G' on it. She snaked her arms around the little 8 year old, and her lips crashed onto Liam's neck, and then on his lips, snaking her arms on him, she winked, pulling him away, and his mum and dad gone, forever. All Liam did was scream.
"YO! Wake the heck up!" Niall pulled me up, but with turbulence, I fell on the floor.
"W--what happened?" I stammered. Niall raised a brow.
"Well you were screaming, clutching your body, looking like you're pushing someone off, and crying. Was it... The drive?" Harry asked, looking at me sympathetically.
"Yes. Her, them, the "G", dead..." I felt the part of my chest. Was 'G' something like 'Girlie's' real name? Or what? Team 'G'? Whatever that was, that haunted me forever. But love never came into my life, unless 'Girlie' was crushing on me, that doesn't count. But whoever that was, I'm prepared to threaten her.
"'G' is someone that loves you. She must've been wanting you or whatnot..." I pulled up my shirt. Zayn looked the other way, and grimaced. The 'G' was a white outlined scar. It was my memory of revenge.
Jason's POV
"Ms. President, the whole other team-- Team 1D are all boys right?" I asked her.
"That's right. They all have one mysterious past that gave them their destiny."
"Okay, I'm now officially going. My sister is not being with all of them."
"Ah, that gave me dreams of my husband."
"Protective?"
"Yes. My husband was a brave man, and very lu--"
"Too much info, ma'am." I smugly told her, as I knew the word: lust. Adults can be very disgusting as well.
"Plane's coming over, you two better be careful." She continued, as I logged off. I walked out seeing Skylar with a boy, coming closer, closer...
"Hey! Keep on going, keep on going." I told that guy. Skylar stomped on my foot.
"Love isn't here anymore, Jason!" She yelled at me.
"But that doesn't mean you can go in public and he about to kiss you!"
"I'm practically almost an adult! I'm my own person! I'm actually stronger than most girls..." Awhile as she said, boys walked in-- five of them. They had on sunglasses, and leather jackets on. A boy with curly hair pulled off his sunglasses, looking at us, voiceless. Skylar kept on yelling, until I pointed at them. She turned, and she went silent, couldn't talk. The rest of the boys looked at us, and I felt embarrassed, not because of our argument, but because of them. They are more skilled, more polite, more spyish. Like James Bond or something.
Liam's POV
The argument between those siblings were awkward. But when she saw us, she became silent. I've got to say: The first in may. I haven't seen any teenage girls there because the teachers at our spy agency don't allow boy-to-girl meeting. They think of us boys as "Sneaky" especially from a spy acadamy.
"Hi." Harry came up, being friendly, holding out his hand. The boy took it first, with a hard grip, as I can hear a grimace in Harry, and the girl held caringly, which I felt jealous of. She was beautiful. I even forgot about 'G'.
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