The boys and the mafia girl

Mission Impossible

Autumn's POV
"WHAT THE HELL?!" I screamed causing the two half naked people in the kitchen to jump backwards and falling on the floor. It was Will and Taytum. Almost doing the Diddly do.

"Um, hey its not what it looks like." Will stammered. I rolled my eyes. "What, are you guys making cookies?" Chris yelled as he stood in front of me with his jaw and fists clenched. "SHES MY GIRLFRIEND I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT WITH HER! BESIDES THIS IS MY HOUSE TOO!" Will yelled as he put on his boxers and held Taytum's hand, who was smiling through this. This bitch... I want to slap that smile right off her face. Or shoot it , I still have my gun. "THIS ISNT YOUR HOUSE SO YOU AND THIS TRASH GET OUT OF OUR HOSUE!" Zac yelled while walking up to Will and punching him right in the face.

Will quickly recovered and punched Zac back making him fall in my arms. A bunch of memories of me and Will rushed through my mind when he fell into my arms. I couldn't control myself when I picked Zac up and ran towards Taytum, jumped on her causing her to fall down, then repeatedly punched her. I felt arms trying to pull me away but I was in full Mafia mode.

They finally picked me up off her. She was okay. She was conscious but she was bleeding from the lip and nose. Taytum still stayed on the floor. I smirked. See Sam, I should be able to go on missions too. Zayn was holding me tight close to him while Chris was holding Zac back and Louis was holding Will back, who was bleeding. He looks hot when he's mad. Autumn stop it he's a horrible person.

The boys were still arguing when My phone started ringing. Papa💕
"Hello?" "Dolcezza, we have a mission for you. A really big mission. Your Gramps and I are in really big trouble. We need your help." "I'll be there in 5 papa." I said as I ended the call. I started to walk away when I heard the boys yells get louder. I heard footsteps get closer until a pair of arms grabbed my hand turning me around to see his bloodied face.

"Where are you going?" Will asked, anger in his eyes. I saw Zac come running around the corner, fists clenched. "I have to go. Why the hell do you care anyways? You should go help your messed up girlfriend, she needs it." I said as I opened the door. Another pair of arms wrapped around my waist. Zac looked into my eyes. "Where are you going?" I looked into his pretty green eyes. "I have to go on a mission. Take care of the dumbnut and trash for me." I said as I kissed him on the cheek. I saw Will's mouth drop. I walked out the door and started to run towards my house, tears streaming down my face.

I arrived to the gate and punched in the passcode to let me in. I ran up to the steps and pushed the door in. I saw my family sitting in the living room with their heads in their hands. "Is everything okay?" I asked as I rubbed my papa's back. He looked up at me. "Somehow the Irish know about you. They threatened us that they would find you and keep you hostage and beat you." He sniffled. "We said that we didn't know who you were and they showed us a picture of you at school. Apparently they have their own little spy at your school as well." Gramps said as he showed me the photo. It was me with the boys on the first day of school. "H-how is this possible?" I whispered.

Sam stood up and hugged me tight. "That's why I didn't want you to come on the mission with me. I was going undercover to their meeting." He cried into my shoulder. I started to think of who could have gotten a picture then I knew it. It was Taytum. I got myself out of Sam's arms and punched a wall, making a hole in the wall. I repeatedly punched the wall until my dad had to pull me away. My knuckles were bruised and bloodied. "What's wrong?" He asked as he held my arms. "I know who their spy is. It's a bitch named Taytum." I said as I fixed my hair. "And I know where she is. We'll meet down here in 10 minutes in full gear, capisce?" They nodded their heads and we all went our separate ways.

I ran to my room and slammed the door shut, which resulted with PB waking up. I pat his head before I stripped out of my clothes and opened up one of my doors that held my mafia clothes. I pulled on my leather pants, black crop top, leather jacket, and my black high top sneakers. I fixed my makeup and hair and started towards the door. I hugged PB to my chest before I closed the door.

I ran down the steps to see my family waiting for me with weapons in their arms. I quickly walked to our safe and grabbed my Tiffany and Co. pistol and a knife that I stashed in my knife holder. I walked back to see that everyone was saying goodbye. I hugged my mum tight. "Be careful sweetie." She whispered in my ear. "When have I not been careful. You should worry about papa." I replied as I broke the hug. I hugged my grandma and she didn't let go. "Grandma, I need to go." I complained as I tried to get out of her embrace. I felt a wetness seeping through my shirt. She was crying. "I've been on missions before no need to shed tears." I hugged her back. "Please be safe dolcezza. I don't know what to do if I lost you." I wiped her tears away before I walked away with my dad, cousin, uncle, Matthius, and grandpa. We all got into our separate vehicles, mine was a black motorcycle. I put on the helmet and drove ahead of the group. Let's go kill a bitch.