Agent Kelly Tomlinson

Fourteen.

When I pulled up to the house, my cell phone let out two high pitched beeps, indicating that one of my cameras went off. I swiped my thumb across the screen and raised my eyebrows in surprise when I saw Harry and Niall roaming around in my room.

Intrigued, I leaned back in my seat and watched this play out. Everything I needed for my job was hidden in places no one could find but me, most of it being in my car so I was excited to see how this was going to go.

"Come on Harry. This is wrong. She could be back any minute." Niall said. He stood in the doorway awkwardly. Half tempted to walk in and half tempted to run out of the hallway. "Does Louis know you're doing this?"

"No," Harry shook his head. "And we're not going to tell him either. Look, don't you want to make sure Kelly isn't hiding something?"

I rolled my eyes. Looked like he still didn't trust me even after our conversation. Don't blame him though. The kid's got good instincts.

"Like what? Drugs? I think you're going crazy Harry."

"Whatever. If you want to leave you can. Kelly's out looking for apartments right now. You know how girls are. She's gonna take forever."

"Oh yeah?" I said out loud to myself.

"Why can't you just let it go?" Niall asked him. "I like her. I think you're just being paranoid."

Harry leaned down to look under my dresser. "You can never be too sure."

"You've got to admit, he's smarter than he looks."

I jumped at the fourth voice I wasn't expecting. I took a deep breath and leaned back in my seat.

"Jesus, Ian. I forgot you were still in my ear." I sighed and took a deep breath. I was still wearing my contacts and ear piece.

"Sorry." He wasn't sorry. "I mean you've got to give him credit for following his instinct. He's not wrong you know."

"I know." I admitted. "That's what worries me." I looked out my window and up the driveway. Louis's car was missing. "I'm gonna go bust them."

"Of course you are."

I walked up the driveway and quietly walked through the house. I took my shoes off to not give away my presence and tip toed up the stairs. I could hear Niall laughing from my room. Harry must have changed the mood of the atmosphere and got Niall comfortable enough to snoop.

I appeared in the doorway and leaned against the frame. I crossed my arms over my chest and quirked an eyebrow, letting a smirk pull at the corner of my lips. And I just waited.

Harry had his back to me. He stood next to my opened underwear drawer, holding up a black lacy thong with his index finger. Niall was facing me, but he hadn't seen me yet because he was doubled over in laughter.

Niall pulled himself upright and immediately found my eyes. I tilted my head and watched him. His face dropped and turned a lighter shade of white.

"Your picturing it too, right?" Harry asked, still not noticing me.

"Uh.."

I cleared my throat behind Harry. I watched his shoulders tense. He slowly turned on his heels to face me. He was grimacing and scratched the back of his head with the hand not holding up a pair of my panties. I titled my head the other way and waited for him to explain.

I really wasn't mad. Like Ian said, he was smart to trust his instinct and I would do the same thing to someone I didn't trust. I was more amused than anything.

"I can explain," Harry said.

"Oh," I said. I nodded for him to continue. "Please do."

"I was just saying that uh... You have great taste."