Secret Agent Direction || One Direction [On Hold]

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Niall’s POV~

I swear on all my Snapbacks and Supras that I have never felt so humiliated in my whole entire life. To be beaten by girls in such a way is just- torture. It definitely stains your pride.

“Wait, aren’t you going back to sleep?” I heard Zayn asked. I heard his runnin’ tap go off and he appeared to be tossin’ down the gears he was supposed to be washin’. I turned around and saw Zayn leanin’ against the wall and adjustin’ the hair net coverin’ his precious hair. Typical Zayn.

I turned to the direction Zayn was staring at and saw all the girls goin’ back to their dorms except for one of them.

“Figured I’d help you arses.” Charlie replied, takin’ some of the gears from Harry’s arms. Harry sighed gratefully and slumped on the wall beside him. That was, until Liam got him up and smacked his bottom.

"Seriously, I should not have asked for the stakes.” Louis grumbled and we all groaned.

"Serves you right." Charlie replied, smiling.

We began washin’ all of the vests and let me just tell you, it is very hard to get all the paint off.

“Here, that’s not the way to do it, silly.” I felt Charlie take the vest from my hands and watched as she scrubbed it vigorously with her sponge. And just like that, all the paint was off. I gasped and she giggled, handing me the vest.

“Thanks for savin’ me from another two hours of humiliation.” I joked. She laughed.

“Cute accent.” She complimented, makin’ me blush.

“I get that a lot.” I replied, wiggling my eyebrows which resulted in her laughter again.

“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful your laugh is?”

She stopped laughing. I felt my face heat up and there was nothin’ I wanted more in the world than to stick my face in a hole.

God. Note to self: Stop sayin’ things that pop into your head. It makes you look dumb.

"AWWWWW, THERE’S ICKLE NIALLER TRYING TO FLIRT AND BEING HIS CHEESY SELF!” Louis yelled, tacklin’ me to the ground. Soon all the lads were ganging up on me and we were rollin’ around on the ground.

Curse you, Louis. Just- curse you.

"Oh, you silly boys. Thanks, Niall.” Charlie said. Her pale skin flushed into a fadin’ pink hue.

Did I just make her blush?

“AWWW, NIALLER’S BLUSHING!” Louis yelled again.

“You have got to stop ruining moments like that, Lou.” Liam chided him. And soon the two were rollin’ around, tryin’ to swat each other on the butts with our paintball vests.

After all the situation was calm, me and Charlie resorted to finish cleanin’ up all the gears cause all the others were too busy messin’ around. By the time we got everythin’ clean and up for dryin’, the sun was already about to rise.

"Why don’t you guys take a long nap? I realized you haven’t really slept.” Charlie said.

"OH REALLY? NO SHIT, SHERLOCK,” Louis cried sarcastically. I ignored him.

"You haven’t slept either since the day we came.” I pointed out to the black circles under her eyes. Not that it made her any less prettier.

“The room is cramped.” She said, shrugging.