Secret Identity- One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 1

Bella's POV-

I was just in the office with the other Angels because I am modelling in the new Dream Angels collection. I was trying to stay away from the bitches as usual, I was just walking down the lonely corridoor to go to my shoot when I turned the corner I ran smack into someone. I looked up to see a very pretty girl with loose brown curls, in the same style underwear as me.

"Sorry. I'm the newest Angel and was wondering where the shoot for Dream Angels was?" She squeaked out afraid that I was going to snap at her like other models would.

"It's totally fine. I am the other Angel you were modelling with. I'll show you." I smiled at her and she seemed to get her confidence back.

"Thank you, you seem nice. All the girls here are real bitches." She said quietly.

" I know, they are like that to everyone. Maybe after the shoot we can hang out. By the way my name is Bella." I smiled and she nodded smiling.

"My names Eleanor, but you can call me El. Why don't we go to Chik-fil-a afterwards." We did our shoot. (Outfit link is in the comments.) Thankfully we were the only ones on the shoot, so we didn't have to deal with the other models.

Afterwards we walked to Chik-fil-a and she ordered a chicken strip meal with a chocolate milkshake. I just ordered some grilled chicken nuggets. I looked over at her and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. This is Eleanor, Louis from One direction's girlfriend.

"Is that all your getting Bella?" She asked confused. Truth is I haven't eaten this much in two days, this is like a fricken feast to me!

"Yeah I had a big breakfast. Not really that hungry." I lied to her easily. She smiled and nodded. We talked about our lives for a while. Since I was the youngest model there being only 18 she was curiouse how I got in so young even though she was only three years older than me. She asked me about a boyfriend and previous boyfriends, but I didn't mention Harry cause it still hurts. I know that sounds wimpy, but I knew him since I was in first grade. She talked about Louis and it sounded like he was treating her well, they sounded so in love. it was adorable.

She was talking about their anniversary and stopped short. her jaw dropped and her eyes lit up. She squealed, jumped up and ran. I turned around to see her hugging Louis. My breath hitched, if he recognizes me I will be in bad shape. He was trying to regain his balance because she ligit jumped on him and wrapped her legs around his waist. I giggle and walked over. She got off of him by the time I got there.

"Hey El is this the amazing boyfriend you were talking about?" I asked her and she just grinned bigger and nodded.

"These are the guys. Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Harry." She said as she did unnecessary introductions considering I met them all before."Watch curls there, he will be a flirt." She whispered. But I was too stunned to answer because that was my Harry the one who broke my heart! Hopefully he doesn't reconize me. Wait what am I thinking!?! I dyed my hair and lost a bunch of weight.

"Hey beautiful whats your name?" Asked none other than the curly flirt himself.

"I'm Le-Bella." I stuttered dammit! he always does that to me! They all sat down and Harry kept trying to flirt with me but I ignored him to the best of my ability.

"Why won't you talk to me?" He asked quietly but too loud because the whole table turned to look at me.

"I am not in the mood to flirt, excuse me, I have a shoot to go to." I stood up and walked away. as I started walking I heard Harry say "What a bitch." Eleanor smacked the back of his head like Gibbs from NCIS and so did Louis. I turned and slapped him, just hard enough to sting, but not hard enough to leave a big mark.

"Don't call me a bitch! I have been called that more times than someone should in one lifetime." I hissed and then strutted away in style. They all looked shocked at me, but El looked understandingly. She probably thought I was called that by the other models, but she was so wrong. It was about the hate I got when 1D just started out. At least she won't be mad though.

I just walked to the one place that calmed me down. It has since Harry dumped me. The gun range. When I got there I went to the stall I own and pulled out my dad's desert eagle. I shot a picture of Harry right between the eyes. I had a stash of his pictures for such purposes. I let the picture fall to the ground and took out a regular target.

I pulled out my Winchest 12 gage 8 shot rifle. I had it painted white with these cool black filigree designs on it. I got all 8 shots in the same place of the bulls eye again. I turned around because I heard clapping. There was One Direction and Eleanor, they walked into my stall after I motioned them in.

"You really good Bella." Niall commented

"It takes my mind of the stress, anger, and sadness." I wanted to add hunger, but then they would question me.

"Look I am sorry for calling you that, I didn't know it would hurt you that much." Harry said, then picked up the picture I shot of him. "Nice aim!" He chuckled at me.

"Thanks, since I own the stall, they will print any picture I want to shoot. You should see how many of my co-workers have holes in between their eyes." I giggled and they all laughed with me.

"Do you own all of this!?!" Zayn asked in astonishment.

"Yeah I had a rough time and my parents died at the same time, I sold our mansion back home. bought a smaller one here, bought this stall, and a bunch of guns." I didn't mention that I carry because then it wouldn't be a secret anymore. Louis was bouncing up and down right now looking excited and I looked at El questioningly. She slapped his chest lightly and he finally spit it out.

"Can you teach us how to shoot!?!" Louis shouted at me. They all looked excited, even El did. I sighed and nodded.

"Have any of you shot before?" I asked and Harry raised his hand. How could I forget. I taught him myself. I taught him with my dad's Desert Eagle. I felt the tears coming, so I quickly pushed them back. It kind of is a habit now after the incident.

"What did you shoot?" I asked quietly trying to regain composure. He scratched the back of his neck and looked sad.

"My old girlfriend taught me with her Desert Eagle." He said

"Ok I will get ya'll gun, El come with me. I will get you a spare oufit." I went to the back got the guns and grabbed Eleanors outfit, mine was fine if it got dirty. Even though they are going to get dirty we still need to look fasionable. (Link for outfits in the comments.) I grabbed a spare Desert Eagle and 22's for the others. After Eleanor came back I went over safety, how to aim, and how to reload. I set up a target for each of them and we began.