His Criminal [BTR Love Story]

My Record

I have James's arm around my waist and thankfully he's aware of my scar so he's gentle around the area. I didn't think that he'd actually want to re-introduce me to his friends. I mean I am a wanted criminal.  

"You are gonna be fine, they won't be calling feds or the cops. I made them promise," he says kissing my temple as we walk into the the giant arena. I am being walked into the green room and I just try to keep my cool. I know that meeting the friends are important and when I met his friends before we weren't dating so it's different now. 

"Ok good, because I would hate to go to Maximum security prison. Cause that would mean that I would not be able to see you. Like I would probably get no visitation rights," I smirk at him.  

"You are fine, nobody will take you away from me," he pulls me in close and I whimper slightly in pain. "Sorry," he whispers. 

"It's fine, I promise I'm good." 

"Good," He says before we walk into the room with the boys in it. 

"Hey it's the girl who saved James' pretty little ass," Logan chuckles. 

"Hey I was the reason that his life was put in jepoerdy. Trust me, I deserved to get shot for being so stupid,"  I chuckle and go to hug the guys. 

"Be careful her scar is still sore," he chuckles as Carlos wants to give me a bear hug.

"You look good for being shot," Kendall chuckles. 

"Yeah, um guys..... I need to introduce you to someone," James says when I walk over to the couch and sit down.

"Who is it? Melody's twin sister?" Logan chuckles.

"No, um guys....." one last deep breath and closes his eyes. "I'd like you to meet my girlfriend Melody King."

"We've met her but the last name is new. Why do you keep switching names?" Kendall says sitting on a couch across from me with the other guys. James sits next to me and pulls me in close. 

"Um, ok you had better not call the feds cause I so don't want to end up in a maximum security prison." I say giving them all warning looks. 

"Wait why the hell would we call the feds?" Carlos  says giving me a weird look along with the rest of the guys. 

"I'm a mastermind of a team of criminals and I am wanted, personally, by the FBI, CIA, Interpool, Scotland Yard, Russians, Iranians,French, Talaban, many many many CEOs and  rich bad guys, Irish mobs, Italian mobs. The only reason that the Irish government isn't after me is because I made a deal when I testified against a major Irish mob boss. I am sorry that he couldn't tell you but James didn't find out until the day we got shot at. He promised that he wouldn't tell anyone." I say leaning forwards slightly and put my hands on my face. I just needed them to not react terribly and call the cops. 

"You're a wanted criminal?" They all say at the same time, which is funny. 

"Uh yeah. Yeah I am. You wanna know what I've stolen?"  I say looking at them and smirk.

"I wanna know," James says squeezing my side.

"Yeah, me too," Kendall smiles at me.

"Ok, well the most recent thing was the Hope Diamond." I smirk a little.

"WHAT?!" I hear everyone yell.

"You mean like THE Hope Diamond? Like from the Smithoneon?" Logans eyes are wide. 

"Yeah, I did that one alone, then I've also stolen the Stanley Cup. That one my Aunt's engreaver was horrible."

"You stole the Stanley Cup?" James asks me.