Undercover Lover (Finished)

Part 17

   As I glance into the mirror I bite my lip. "Are you sure that's necessary?" I ask Tam as she comes towards me with a massive bag full of make up. 

"You want to look pretty for your date!"

"It's not a date Tam, we're just watching a movie."

"In some random ass secret room that he's got in this place? Yeah, totally not a date." Fran adds sarcastically.

"Guys, calm down. We are literally watching a kids film."

"You're not really going to be watching it though, you'll be too busy doing other things." Tam says suggestively. 

"Ugh that's gross Tam." 

"It's not gross, it's true." 

"Whatever, I'm going."

"You still have half an hour left though." Fran points out.

"Half an hour spent somewhere that Tam can't attack me with all of that." 

   Sitting on the stairs I flick through my book. I really am progressing with this mission considering I've only been at it for just under four weeks. I mean the main pieces of the objective have come together; the empire is the school, the information must be to do with this dance thing, all I really have to do is figure out how it's being leaked and why it's so important. Once that's uncovered I've finished the mission and considering I have the whole school year to complete the mission I'm going to have this done pretty soon. My score must be decent enough, even with the whole gadget mishap. Although I haven't actually discovered many of the other gadgets that I've been supplied with. That's probably something that I should rectify as soon as I can. Making a note of this in my book I snap it shut. Satisfied with my success I stand up, a silly smile on my face as I head towards the doors where pukey told me to meet him. I straighten my top as I hear footsteps, instinctively I look up whilst pressing myself against the wall, ensuring that I'm out of view for the direction from which the footsteps are coming. I peer slightly to see that it's pukey who is approaching and I relax. "Hey." he says, grinning suspiciously.

"Hey… why are you smiling so creepily?"

"Just come on." he replies, grabbing my hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Going along with his dramatic antics I walk with him as he leads me back up the stairs and down a corridor, taking a sharp left turn as soon as we turn onto the corridor. He pushes on one of the stones in the wall, revealing to me that the stone is in fact a door. Turning to face me his grin widens (I didn't think that was even possible) as he says. "Cool, huh?" 

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't impressed." I respond, strolling into the room. 

"You love it, you know you do." 

"Love's a little extreme don't you think?" I ask, plonking down on the couch.

"Whatever, did you bring the minion film?"

"Despicable Me? Of course I did, this whole set up would be kinda redundant without it." I reply, pulling the DVD out of my bag, "now go put it into the TV." 

"Yes ma'am." he says, taking the DVD from me with a flourish. 

   Pukey turns to look at me with raised eyebrows. "Really?"

"What do you mean 'really'?" 

"You're such a chick."

"Huh?"

"Total chick flick, though admittedly the minions were too cute to call Harriet's orcs minions." 

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being a chick, ok?"

"Did I say there was?"

"You said the words 'chick flick' derisively. Like it matters if it's a chick flick, it doesn't reduce the films worth or it's amazingness." 

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry I breathed." he says, putting his hands up gesturing that he's surrendering.

"I think I can allow you to breathe." I reply. 

"What else would you allow me to do?"

"What do you mean?" I ask suspiciously - were the girls right, surely he doesn't think this is a date? 

"This." he whispers, leaning towards me. Panicking I stand up and clear my throat, rubbing my palms on my jeans. 

"It's getting rather late, maybe I should head back." I mutter, checking my watch. He stands up and nods awkwardly. 

"Look Cassie I didn't mean to-"

"Hey no worries, we should catch up later ok?" I whisper as he turns me around and looks into my eyes.

"I'm sorry if I made this something that it's not, I mean something that it wasn't meant to be you know?"

"Yeah." I mumble, my eyes still locked with his, his hands on my forearms. I bite my lip, thinking hard. I break away from him and grab my bag, gripping the strap as I put my bag on. I look at pukey, who is scratching the back of his head and muttering something to himself. As I walk towards the door my heart starts to drop a little, as if my instincts are telling me I did the wrong thing. And spies have to listen to their instincts in order to be efficient spies, right? I run back over to him and grab his face, kissing him as best as I can. He doesn't respond at first, but then his hands wrap around my waist pulling me in closer. 

   I turn in bed, my mind whirring. What the hell happened between pukey and I? I mean we kissed and then I left as fast as I could because I had no idea what to do. Might have been a bit abrupt of me, but what could I have done? I mean he kissed me back, so it can't all be bad. Either way I'm definitely making progress. I mean the only reason that I even kissed the guy was because I didn't want to lose the success that I'd already made on this mission. I mean, that's the only plausible reason for my gut to be telling me to have kissed him. Turning again I sigh. All of this thinking is void of use to be honest. Over thinking things won't help any way. Resigning to this I decide to get some shut eye and mull over my success tomorrow, when I'm not sleepy and tired. Just as I'm about to fall asleep I feel my phone buzzing under my head. Ugh, seriously? Picking it up I see that the caller ID is Harry - what the hell can he want at this time of the night? "Yes?" I whisper into the phone, not wanting to wake Fran and Tam up. No reply, huh that's strange. "Hellllooo?" I mutter, waiting for Harry to say something. Nothing. Shaking my head at his idiocy I and am about to shut the phone when I hear urgent voices frantically whispering to each other. 

"No, Sandra will do perfectly for this, don't you see?"

"She can't be involved with this, if she finds out-"

"Who said anything about her finding out? We just have to make her think that she's doing the right thing, if she thinks that she's on the right track then that's all we really need." I hear a familiar voice, just not one that I can place. Frowning I sit up, confused as to what's happening. Why would Harry be calling me and letting me hear this, unless he couldn't actually speak to me. Which means that he's probably trapped wherever he is, or at the very least he has to remain silent. "Oh cr-" Harry mutters before I hear a massive crash. 

"Look over there!" the familiar voice says again - and that's when I place the voice. My eyes widen as I realise what this could mean, precisely as the phone line goes dead. Greaaaaaaat.

AN: Hey guys, hope you're enjoying reading this! I've actually started med school now (oooh scary uni stuff) so I'm aiming to upload once a month/once every two months. Sorry that it'll take so long but education comes first. It's nice getting feedback though so yeah, enjoy :D