Learning The Truth

Chapter Three

Ivy's Point of View

Amelia and I were walking home from the new coffee place that opened up a month ago. Their lattes were irrisistible. I was still mad at Charlie. Seriously I just don't get why Amelia likes him so much. He's such a douchebag. No wait, he's more than that he's an annoying fuckfaced dick of a human being. I don't know why he hates me so much I have never done anything to him. My mini Charlie rant was interupted by Amelia's shrill voice.

"Oh my God Ivy look! Harvey Nichols is having a huge Summer sale! They never have sales! We HAVE to go!"

"Amelia I think we're needed back at HQ. We can come back later." Amelia pouted and reluctantly turned away from the building. "Come on if we're gone to long HQ is going to make us do more errands." It took us another ten minutes to get back to the secret entrance. By the time we got there it was pouring.

"What took you so long?" Charlie sneered at me. The sight of me drenched and carring 12 cups of coffee amused him.

"Here's your coffee they were out of cinnamon now if you'll excuse me I have things I need to do. I was about to push myself past him but he blocked the door.

"One needs to see you again. Maybe this time we'll actually be rid of you."

"Whatever tell him I'll be right up. Come on Amelia I need your help putting that picture up in my dorm."

"What pic-oh! You mean that picture!?"

"Yes Amelia, I mean that picture!"

We pushed past Charlie and trudged up the ten flights of stairs leading to my dorm. See another thing I hate about Probation is you have to take the stairs. I forgot about that little detaill this morning. Ugh, I'm going to be on Probation for the rest of my life! I unlocked me door and set the coffees down. I was about to open up my computer when a voice startled me.

"Hello love, I heard you had another slip up. You naughty naught girl. What ever are we going to do with you? Wipe your brain? Maybe. For now, though One wants to see you. I think it's best you hurry on up there. You've got exactly five minutes. Oh and don't cheat this time, take the stairs. Ta ta! See you in a bit!"

Agent Two could be the biggest suck up in the world. It doesn't help that we have history together. See when I first got here I kind of sort of fell into his trap. He pretended to like me and pity me for having to leave my family behind and as soon as he got what he wanted he took the high road. No I'm not saying we had sex. God no, I'm still a virgin. No he got the satisfaction of hurting another girl. I've heard rumors that his dorm walls are plastered with all the pictures of the girls who fell for his charming looks and "good" manners. My hatred for him is second only to Charlie but that's a different chapter. For now, I had to focus on getting to One.

When I finally got to the door that led to One's room I was out of breath. One's office just had to be at the top of the building didn't it.

"Come in dear, I'm waiting."

I took a deep breath and walked into One's office for the second time in 24 hours. I think that's a personal record! Okay... that isn't something I should be happy about. I could be in real trouble right now.

"Oh don't be woried love, you're not in trouble. I just have a favor to ask you." I couldn't make out One's face. He was sitting in the shadows like a typical mysterious man. Basically the ONLY thing anyone knows about him is he's British (from his accent).

"Excuse me? I don't understand. What do you want me to do? I'm still on Probation."

"Yes yes I know but you're the only one who knows enough about them to actually get the job done."

"Them? Who's them?" I gulped. I think I already know who he means.

"Why your old friends of course. One Direction I believe?"

"Yeah. I'm still confused. What do you want me to do?"

"Well you see, they're having a party tonight to celebrate their Where We Are concert film and we have received an anonymous tip that their lives are in danger. We need you there to protect them but we can't have the same mistake that we had with your last mission. Under no circumstances will you be recognized. For this we have arranged for a fellow agent to go with you as your 'date.' Do you accept this mission? Upon completion you will be removed of Probation status and awarded with Level Three status."

"I'm sorry can I think about this?" I asked.

"Take all the time you need."

A million thoughts were flying through my head. Should I take it? Or should I just go back to my dorm and not mess up again? There's always a chance someone I used to know would see me and somehow recognize me. If they did it would be game over. Don't get me wrong Level Three status would be really great except for one thing. Trent refused to be Level Three because he didn't want to leave me behind. Now it looks like I'll be the one to leave him behind. I know I know I know, Trent is dead. I shouldn't keep thinking like this but he was my first love. He is my first love. Then again, Trent would want me to take this offer. No matter what.

"Okay, I'll take it. Who's my partner?" I said after a few minutes mulling it over.

"Terrific, I'll notify your partner right now. The limosine will pick you up at 19:45 sharp, don't be late. Oh and wear a dress, it's a semi-formal event." I nodded and walked out of his room office thing. Whatever it was. It looks like Amelia and I will have to go to Harvey Nichols to get a dress for this party. I wonder who my partner is.

Niall's Ponit of View

"Liam when does this party thing start? And why do we have to wear ties?" I shouted over the noise that was our stylist Lou Teasdale trying to get Zayn's hair just perfect.

"Because Niall we have to look nice and it starts at eight!"

"Thanks mate!"

I set my tie down fustrated because I couldn't get it on. If the party doesn't start for hours why do we have to get ready? I was twiddling my thumbs and staring at the wall when my phone went off. It was Louis.

Hey remember that girl we friended?

Yeah... What about her?

I can't get her out of my head like I think I know her from somewhere.

Well I've never heard of her before mate sorry.

Yeah well me neither maybe you've seenher at a concert before or something.

NahI don't think so... Anyways have you talked to Harry lately? I think he's still upset from that whole Ivy thing.

No we haven't really talked. He said he didn't want to. Do you really think that was her?

I don't know. I thought she was dead. Maybe she had a twin sister.

A twin sister who broke into our tour bus and knocked out Harry?

Our conversation was inturupted my our manager, Simon Cowell. "Okay boys this is really important that you are seen as mature so please don't get into trouble and for the love of God will someone please put Niall's tie on!?" A small lady who lloked as if she had been given way too much caffeine ran over to poor Niall and started to attack his neck. Wait did I say attack? Okay so she wasn't literally attacking his neck like some sort of vampire but it sure did look like it since his face whas turning an ugly shade of red.