Operation One Direction

Well that was unexpected

The lights flickered back on as crew rushed around to check out the scene. The interviewer that once sat in the chair in front of us was no where to be seen. I looked back at all the boys and they were all sitting there with questioning looks on their faces. Louis looked down at me and I just shrugged my shoulders in response. I wriggled out of his grasp and went over to Paul who was currently talking to a police officer.

“Paul I need a word.” I said as I motioned him to follow with my finger. Paul reluctantly followed until I got out of ear range of anyone in the building.

“Yes Payton?” Paul asked as he raised an eyebrow at me.

“Under the current circumstances I don't think it is safe for the boys to be here. I need them moved to a remote location until we can catch the culprit.” I said in my formal tone as Paul listened intently to every word I said.

“I think that is for the best as well. Has your agency been in contact with you at all?” Paul asked.

“Not yet sir, but I have a meeting tomorrow in Mr. Cowell's office to go over the plan.” I said firmly.

“Okay, well until then let's get the boys out of here okay.” Paul said as he started to walk back towards the boys. “Oh and Payton,” Paul said as he turned around to face me. “You got this under control.” He said as he gave me a wink and then walked off. I followed in pursuit after a while of standing there feeling proud. I saw Paul ushering the boys out the door when I came about. Louis saw me and rushed over to where I was and picked me up in a big hug.

“Payton, I thought you died!” Louis yelled as he hugged me to death.

“I will if you don't let go of me.” I said in between breaths. Louis let go of me and placed me on the ground.

“Where were you, young lady?” Louis said trying to be all mean, but it didn't work.

“I had to go to the bathroom.” I said as I recomposed myself.

“Okay well let's go.” Louis said as he picked me up like a baby and placed me on his hip.

“I'm not 4 Louis.” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep from falling.

“But you're so tiny, I just had to pick you up.” Louis grinned at me. I laughed as I poked his cheek.

“You're so weird.” I said as he carried me out to the awaiting car. Liam opened the door as he saw us coming and gave Louis a weird look.

“Louis why are you carrying Payton?” Paul asked from the driver's seat as Louis set me down so I could climb into the car.

“Well, as I said, she is so tiny and light as a feather I couldn't resist.” Louis gushed as he climbed in after me. Paul rolled his eyes and started the car up as Liam shut the door behind Louis. I sat in between Harry and Niall in the back of the van and Louis sat in between Zayn and Liam.

The drive back to the boys flat was boring to say the least. I mean not for them but for me it was. The boys were all on their phones as I don't have one. My Uncle said I was too young for a phone so I just sat there twiddling my thumbs as Paul put on some old 80's music that was set as background noise.

When we arrived back at the flat everyone immediately ran inside faster than you could of said potato.

I walked in front of Paul who was bringing up the rear of the group as the boys were all inside. I was about to open the door, but before I could I heard a gun shot and a thud. I turned around quick my own gun pulled and aimed. I looked down at my feet to see and unconscious Paul who had blood seeping out onto the ground. I made sure the door was shut behind me so the boys wouldn't be in any danger. I looked out onto the street, but I didn't see anything of suspicion until I saw the dark finger that was hiding behind a trash bin in the alley way across the street. I aimed my gun and shot at the figure as I hit right in the shoulder. I clipped my gun back into my pants and crouched down to Paul's aid. Now the boys were at the door with their mouths hanging wide open and shock written on all their faces.