The Spy - A One Direction Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-Six

Hii!

Quick update, huh? *cough* not really *cough*

It's the Christmas break now, so I'll be writing some more. Tomorrow I'll be away for the day though, and I've got a few more things like that. And the second week I have to study for the testweek :/ BUT I'll be writing a bit more so I hope I can update more often!

Anyways, I hope you'll like it. I think it's better than my previous chapter, mainly because my writing is improving (in my opinion). I hope the fight scene isn't boring, though. I still have to practise with writing those. It's my first fighting scene, so if it's shitty I apologise :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS! AND I HOPE YOU'RE GONNA HAVE A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR BECAUSE YOU ARE AMAZING!

I present to you...

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX!

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Chapter Twenty-Six

 We both wait, tensed. Kayley is already in her fighting mode, whereas I have never actually fought before and I have no idea what to do. Yeah, okay, I've been in few 'fights' with the lads, but that's it. And they're not really into fighting that much. Liam would probably know more about this than I do.

 Then finally, someone steps out. It's the person I had least expected to even be able to walk. She's limping, holding a hand onto her ribs, a pained look on her face. Although she's obviously trying to hide her pain, she probably just wants to lie down on the floor and never stand up. "Flora," I breathe out.

 "They're right behind, we have to go!" she shouts, running towards Kayley and I. She grabs my hand and pulls me along with her, not even taking the time to actually say hello. But then again, there are a few persons following her. "He's got like five guards in here!"

 "There are a few more outside," Kayley says, pointing to the door we're heading to. "So I think running wouldn't be the best op-" A loud bang echoes through the room, and we all turn our heads into the direction of the source. Yep. About five men, all quite... large, guns raised, ready to shoot.

 "I don't think running is an option at all, sweetheart," a familiar voice sounds. It's him. "Oh hello, Louis," he says when he sees me standing next to the two girls. "Never thought I'd see you ag- no. That's not true," he corrects himself. "I was expecting to see you again, actually." He smirks. "I mean, you just can't let go of her, can you?"

 I smiled sarcastically. "No, I can't, actually."

 "That's good," he says nodding. "Good. Now," he claps in his hands. "What are we going to do, huh? Fight?" His talking is really getting on my nerves. I exchange glances with Flora and Kayley, who seem to be just as annoyed as I am.

 "Yeah, let's," Flora says, raising her voice.

 "Flora, sweetheart," he says in a disgustingly sweet voice, a fake worried frown on his face. "I don't think you can fight in that state."

 "Oh, believe me," she shoots back. "I can and I will." I glance at her. For the first, and probably the last time ever, I agree with Bruno. All I want to do is just pick her up and carry her to the car to get her to the nearest hospital. The thing is that he is here. With guards.

 "Right." He seems a bit taken aback by her determination, and it's like he's thinking of a new plan. "Then there's no other option but to fight," he then says.

 Flora and Kayley both look worried, knowing we would obviously lose. Yeah, they're trained spies, but the opponants are a lot heavier, larger, and most likely much stronger. They don't say anything, though, and I do the same. He's probably trying to scare us or something. "Louis, get back, please," Flora suddenly says, and I do as she says, walking backwards a few steps. Then, the fight begins.