I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you (One Direction)

Chapter 12: 20 Questions

"Soooo, you're telling me that you are a famous boy band named One Direction?" I asked the boys who were sitting on my sofa in front of me.

"Yes," they all mumbled in union as they looked down at the floor, acting like children being told off.

"Annndd, when were you going to tell me this?" I questioned. Of course I knew they were a boy band, but they hadn't told me they were themselves, so I had to act as though I was surprised. 

"Well, we were baffled when you didn't freak out at us and we liked the fact that you were being normal around us..." Liam said. 

"You guys! I would have been fine with it! You don't really think I'll treat you any differently now, do you?" 

They were famous in the human world, I was famous in the assassination/spy world. I knew what it was like to be treated differently.

They all looked at me and grinned at exactly the same time.

They seemed to do that a lot, actually...

"Sooo..." Zayn said, changing the topic,"tell us about yourself!"

I sat down opposite them, on my black, leather sofa. "Well, I-I'm 18, and I'm from Swansea. I grew up with my mum because my dad d-died when I was young and I moved here for umm...." I looked around the room for any help, until my eyes caught a picture of Belle and I. "I moved to meet a friend. What about you? Tell me the goss, families, relationships...food," I added quickly.

It was obvious that the boys wanted to press on what I had said about my father, but, fortunately, decided not to ask, as their faces perked up at my questions about them. Niall's entire face brightened when I mentioned food.

"Food?" Niall repeated. The boys groaned. "Well there's always something going on about food! Have you been to Nandos? Cosmos? McDonalds?Kfc?..."

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ABOUT 30 MINUTES LATER

".... so that's how I first figured out that you weren't supposed to eat the bone in chicken!" Niall ended.

I stared at him with my face blank.

"C-can ... Do you always speak like that?!" I asked in a daze..

"About things I'm passionate about, yes."

"Um..." I nodded my head. "Alright." 

"Lets play 20 questions!" Louis proclaimed loudly, sending a ring around the room.

"Alright, I'll go first!" I demanded. "Cutest thing anyone has done for you?"

Niall began, then it went to Louis, then Liam, then Harry, and finally Zayn

"Well, once for my birthday I was at home with the family when a really small 5 year-old girl knocked on my door and brought me a cake. That was adorable," he said with his deep, honey-like voice.

I couldn't help but grin. That was the most adorable thing ever, a cute boy talking about a cute little girl.

"Our go!" Niall said, snapping me out of my daze.

""How old are you?" Harry asked.

"18." I stated simply. " Favourite food?"

Niall looked at me in shock. "One does not simply have one favourite food!"

I fell onto the floor in shock as Niall, who continued to shout about how I shouldn't ask people that question, suddenly rose from his seat to make his speech more dramatic. We continued to ask eachother questions, and I actually learnt a lot about the boys, a lot more than I would've learnt if I had researched them on the internet.