Switchblade heart (a one direction fan fiction)

chapter 4

Harry's POV------------------------------I can't believe she actually said yes! I also cant believe that she wants to go shopping first.....she doesn't seem like the shopping type. But it kind of makes since as well, I mean she IS a girl and she was 'secretly', even though I heard it, hoping that there was at least a journeys or hottopic or a spencers here. I chuckled to myself at the thought of her going crazy when I took her to the mall that had none of those stores. But I shouldn't push my luck with her, she doesn't like people and I can tell she doesn't trust anyone either. It must be hard for her she seems so....alone, I hope I can make her happier than what she's been feeling, hopefully all of us (me and the boys) can....Wait, holy shit I just remembered...the boys!

What the hell am I going to tell them? 'Hey guys there's this girl who can talk to me in my mind and has much more super human powers, coming here from america to make sure no one kills us!'

Yea 'cause that won't make them piss their pants or think I'm crazy at all.

I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands, she'll be here in a 8 hours anyway, I'll have more time to think through what I'm going to tell them. For now I might as well tidy up, I want to make sure she doesn't have to babysit us while she's here, I mean, why not make it a vacation for her, instead of a job assignment? I walked over to my closet and plucked a white shirt off a hanger then got black skinny jeans (a/n he also said hey to his and louis' relationship in there...lol no not in this story) and my white low-cut converse. I grabbed my towel and looked at the clock, 5:30 she'll be here around 1:30. I paced over to my bathroom, I have a lot to do today.

[Code name] Dakota...Jessica------------I reached the main floor and hopped out after shrugging on my jacket and shoving my wallet into the front pocket of it. "Hey, she's here!" everyone yelled in unison, what did I tell you? Waiting and ready to send me off. Even at...I looked down at my watch...12:30 at night. I don't like people,the only real reason they're here is to see me leave, eat free food and talk behind my back once I'm gone. I trudged over to brown, ignoring everyone else and their 'sorry to see you go!' 'be back soon' "yea, bet you'd be really happy to see me go longer than I have to be" I scoffed then stood in front of brown. "Brown, really? You know I don't like people." I whined to him, "Oh come on, you won't be back until they're guaranteed safety. It could take a week or it could take a year, you never know hun. I just wanted you to have one party before leaving for so long." he chuckled and ruffled my hair I turned my head in annoyance and saw my reflection in the glass, I had developed an orange highlight and my eyes flashed brown. I looked back at brown who must have noticed, "sorry hun didn't mean to get you mad, oh and here." he apologized then handed me a phone. "What do I need this for?" I asked "it's yours now, so I can make sure you're ok." he said back. He slid his hand over my orange highlight and tucked it behind my ear, I felt the hair turn back to red as he kissed my forehead, I lightly pushed his shoulder. "Ok but don't stalk me alright" I said with a laugh "I'll try not to." he said and smiled. "Ok then now to get you out of here" he leaned in and whispered it to me, "Okay it's about time special agent Dakota goes on her way. Wish her luck!" he announced, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the crowd and past the people touching my arm and wishing me luck and the people rolling their eyes. I could hear all of their thoughts, they found me disgusting and were jealous, brown was a good looking man and paid most of his attention towards me. Which it thought was stupid. He lead me to a black car and opened the door for me, once I got in he climbed in after me, telling the man in front to take us to the airport, "what are you doing?" I asked confused, I honestly thought I was going alone. "I want to be there when you take off. Maybe even get a few practical jokes in" he said looking out the window, "oh brown, you've always been sooo romantic" I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes. He looked at me, "you know you love me" he said with a stupid smirk on his face. The rest of the way to the airport was filled with laughter and talking, near the end it got a little serious, but finally I was boarding the plane and going on my way to london. I sat in a seat near a window, with no one beside me, I looked out the window and saw a childish brown jumping up and down and waving at me. I laughed to my self and waved, turning my head to face the front once the pilot announced that we were taking off. "Hello, may I sit here? Or is it taken? If it is I'm sorry to bother." the manly voice said, saying the last part a little quick and nervous, "uh. Sure you can sit here." I said not looking up from the book I had bought back in the airport. "Thank you, may I ask what your name is?" the man said sitting down beside me, "Yes you may, my name is jessica ,nice to meet you." I answered politely, while shutting my book, it was obvious that this man was one of conversation. I looked up at him and strained to keep my hair from changing colors, this man was one of the people I'm supossed to look after, I saw his picture in the manilla folder. I think his name is liam, but I'll have to let him explain that, so I dont freak him out. "What a lovely name, Mine is liam, nice to meet you as well." he said with a polite and charming smile, briefly sticking his hand out to shake mine, I was spot on about his name, way to go Jessica! I thought and mentally gave my self a high five. I met his shake then looked at his face, had he been crying? He must have seen me notice his appearance because he looked away, "hey, I don't mean to be nosy but are you okay? I asked him softly, which was out of character for me but I need to do my best to comfort him, I mean, I AM his protecter. I needed to make sure he was alright. And to my relief I didn't need to look into his mind because at my question, his words spilled out of him. "Yea I'm fine now, thank you for asking, It's just... I came to Washington to visit my now ex-girlfriend. When I got there, it was supposed to be a surprise. I went to where she was staying and texted her to go outside, she walked outside and started crying, telling me I need to leave that she's breaking it off between us." he wiped the tear rolling down his cheek and sighed. I didn't know how to respond to this, when he cryed he looked like a lost and vulnerable puppy, honestly, It broke my heart. I touched his arm in comfort, "It's ok, you'll be fine." I cooed to him, trying distract him while I entered his mind to figure out what to do to comfort him. A flow of emotions hit me like a brick wall, he felt sad and miserable for losing his two year girlfriend. He felt warm underneath my touch, and tryed to shake it off feeling stupid since he had barely met me and was spilling everything to me. He felt like he might be annoying me, then I felt his personality, soft but stern, How could someone so weak be so strong? I hugged him, because that's what he wanted and needed, he needed comfort and I was going to try and give it to him. He was shocked by my actions but felt better afterwards. "What about you? You seem so...shut off and... sorry to say it... alone. You look so mad and stern. But still when you hugged me... all I could think was...How can someone so strong, still be so weak?" he said his voice mixed with comfort, confusion, and softness. "I'm...an unforgiving person." I said quickly with a shrug, pulling away from him and crossing my arms over my chest. "I can tell" he said with a chuckle, "Not everyone is the same you know." he said briefly hesitating before patting my shoulder and kissing my temple. It only took a few minutes for him to get close to me, was I vulnerable as well? I'm not sure but all I know is that he knew exactly how to comfort me. I later fell asleep leaning on his shoulder, the arm rest had been lifted up and his arm was comforting around my shoulder as I drifted into my slumber wondering if this stranger was right, If there could be nice people in the world, waiting for me to find them and make me happy again.