Secret Agent Direction || One Direction [On Hold]

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Charlie's POV~

"Shh. just- stop it you guys!" I whisper yelled to the boys behind me. They were laughing wayyy too loud. The journey from the Headquarters to the O2 Arena had taken way to long for my liking and trust me, you do not want to be in a car with an Irishman blabbering about stuff you don't understand for an hour and a half.

It drives you crazy.

"Relax, these knuckleheads won't know what hit them when One Direction step up their game." Louis posed with his shotgun dramatically. I rolled my eyes. Boys.

They think with a shotgun all our problems will suddenly disappear. Not only did we have to find the entrance to their lair, back at the Headquarters and Espionage, things were going hectic because every agent available for this extreme mission was working hard on reaching all the world leaders to cancel the conference.

Unless the agents make it, then things were going to be so abstruse and the result of what would happen could be severe.

We continued to make our way around the walls, sliding wordlessly this time, after I told them I had duct tape in my backpack in case anyone wanted to use it.

We reached the entrance of the Entertainment Avenue, passing by the Cinema, O2 Bubble and other sites surrounding the main arena. I turned to face the boys, they all knew what I was going to say before I even said it.

"Here is where we split up, boys. Now listen to me carefully. We have our own M7 earpieces, there's three buttons on it. The first on the top is how you can reach the others. Press it and you can talk to others, press it again to stop it. I advice you to keep it on at all times. The second button is to transfer what you're hearing to the others, the third to record it. Understand?"

"Uh-huh." The boys muttered in agreement, looking at each other nervously.

"And- don't use the weapons unless absolutely necessary. We do not want to give away our position or identities. Niall and I will try out best to go through our part quickly and we'll be done before we even know it."

After that note, and a bit of double-checking on our guns and grappling hooks- we all muttered our 'good lucks' and split up.

***

"Can we please go to the Cinema when we're done?" Niall begged me. I turned to glare at him.

"We're not here to have fun, okay? It's no laughing matter." He raised his palms, surrendering.

"Okay, Jesus. You need to calm down and focus."

I looked at him incredulously. Me, unfocused? I was the most focused out of them all. I wonder if Simon had made the right decision of recruiting these guys when they could barely tell the difference between a gun and a grappling hook.

Suddenly we heard a set of footsteps coming our way. I shot up and quickly pushed Niall behind the wall. We stayed there a bit until we've heard the footsteps fade away. Probably a few staff patrolling around.

"Where are all the staff of the arena?" Niall asked confusedly.

"Hostage? Blackmailed?" I guessed. It was a good question and that made me even more apprehensive. Not only were we supposed to locate all the bombs and excavation point, we had to find out where all the staff were.

From my earpiece I distinctly heard Louis' voice, sounded like he was laughing. I turned the volume up. Niall followed my move and Louis' voice was a little bit clearer now.

"I know right, mate? Those cheeky people trying to get in the way, like what if they suddenly found our point?" He was saying. It registered to me that he was probably talking to a few of the men in the grey suits.