Operation One Direction

Not You!

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Silence. That's the only thing that was heard in the dimly lit room. The rain pelting the windows as thunder started crackling above. A flash of light was seen here and there and the only thing I could focus on was who my new partner is going to be. Everybody was sat around the same exact table we were all at yesterday. Nobody spoke though. The boys just kept glancing at one another until finally glancing at the door behind me when we all heard a click. Agent Tarnish walked in, Simon in tow, but nobody else. My eyebrows knitted together as I chewed on my thumbnail, a bad habit of mine. Tarnish and Simon whispered back and forth for a little bit before finally looking up at all of us.

“So how did you sleep, Payton?” Tarnish asks me as he leans back into his chair. I scoffed, rolling my eyes at his blunt start.

“I'm am here for one reason and one reason only, so don't give me your shit Tarnish.” I growled as I wagged a finger at him. Agent Tarnish rolled his eyes, before looking past me and at the boys.

“How about you boys, then?” Tarnish said a smirk covering his face. I huffed while crossing my arms over my chest. The boys mumbled back a few responses, but I didn't care to listen.

“So who the hell is my partner?” I ask as I sit back up in my seat. The suspense literally eating me alive.

“I believe you might know him, Payton.” Tarnish smirked mischievously. My eyes widened as I knew exactly who he was talking about. My blood ran cold and the world seemed to stop.

“No!” I yelled as I leaped form my chair. “Please, Agent anyone but him!” I pleaded as I ran a hand through my hair, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Awe, that's so mean PeePee, I thought we had something special.” The husky voice of the all to familiar stranger made me freeze in my spot. My eyes turning to slits as my back stayed facing that arrogent prick. I saw the boys turn around to the door, where I knew he was standing. “And you still don't have the guts to turn around, I thought you were the top of the line agent, PeePee. Looks like your losing your touch.” I could hear the smirk in his voice as I clenched my jaw tight, wiping around to face that asshole. My eyes narrowed at him as he stood tall, leaning against the door frame, with his arms crossed. His brown hair was flipped back, and his muscles were prominent in his tight fitted v-neck shirt. His jeans hung loosely on his hips as his big boots covered his feet. If I didn't dispise him I would say he was actually quite good looking, but I hate his guts so that thought just makes me want to gag.

“Don't call me that!” I roared through clenched teeth. He kicked off from the wall as he began striding forward.

“What? PeePee?” Finn smirked as he stopped inches away from where I stood. That was it he hit my last nerve. I swung my arm up punching him square in the jaw, making him stumble back at bit. “What the fucks your problem!” He yelled as he clutched his jaw.