Expect The Unexpected; A One Direction Spy Fan Fiction

Explanations

Name: explanations

Ashley's POV

"Peter!" I called out "when are we gonna leave?" I groaned impatiently as he laughed in return "patience love, all good things come to those who wait" he said in a very formal tone and manner.

"One; don't call me love, Two; that quote dosen't always happen" I explained he scoffed "hence dosen't always, so it might happen" he retorted smirking as I waved him off "whatever"

"Then where the hell is Blake then?" I asked "he's at the store getting food" he muttered from the kitchen probably drinking yet again, but I thought we weren't allowed- "Canteen to be precise" he continued his voice clearer .

"Good,I'm hungry" I patted my stomach

Hi the names Sprite, Ashley Sprite yes like the drink sprite. So I guess you could say I have the spirit. Hehe crack myself up anyway here's some details about me, myself and I

Personality: carefree but demanding demeanor. So I guess you could say if you know me and I trust you, you get to know the real me but then if you don't, of course there's always a downside to everything, I can be very demanding, bossy indeed and very insecure but I never show it.

Looks: light brown hair with light blonde highlights, pink soft lips(😘), I have a good tan and of course, blueish green eyes.

Likes:Animals, Fights, Science , Star-gazing, Horse Back Riding, Singing , Blue and a bunch of other stuff but I don't need to get into detail about it.

I'm an international agent of the Federal Association of the Undercover Institute or F.A.U.I for short.

Yes, in other words I'm a spy...

"Ash let's go!" Blake hollered "food?" I asked as he nodded then I sprinted to the dining room. "Good luck finding someone who can put up with you" Blake muttered as I just finished my first course.

"I don't need that kind of affection" I sighed repeating the same explanation over again "worlds about surviving and how can you survive if you focus on this love bull shit seriously it's gonna destroy you"

"Woah there lass" peter stopped me " I think yer overdid it" I sighed I think I crushed my own fork.

I looked over at Blake to see him scared for his life, yes I haven't even opened up to them. I'm not really like this.

"Excuse me" I mumbled moving around the table and into my room, only hearing muffles of their conversation;

"Dude why'd ya have ta bring thaht up huh?"

"I thought she was over it"

"Well she's not so look what've you done"

Then I heard a couple of sighs hearing the last statement before I closed the door "Ashley-" as I locked it.

I honestly don't want to talk about it nor think about it . this can't possibly move me to think about this so it won't, cause it won't.

I still don't know why people bring that up even in the simplest of gestures and it just gives me a meltdown, I don't know why I get so touchy with that subject *sigh*. I've never opened up to anyone like I said not even to them, except uncle Si cause you know he's my uncle and family always goes first.

After a while with silence and my own thoughts I finally decided to make my way out of here, so I unlocked my door and walked through the hall and into the living room to see the boys all sprawled out on the couch watching tv with their backs behind me. I'm glad they gave me some time to cool down, well 8 years with them things stick to you I guess..