Why we hate each other

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Disclaimer: I don't own the amazing Gallagher girl series by Ally Carter.

                           Abby's POV
"TOWNSEND!" I scream across the lobby of M16, earning the glances of everyone there. "YOU IDIOTIC ASSHOLE GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT THIS SECOND!"

"What do you want now? We completed the mission!" He yells at me as he gets over to me.

"I almost died, thanks to you!" I scream back.

"But I saved you at the last second."

                            Edward's POV
I know she's mad, but I tried my best to save her before she broke her arm. I stare at it now, wishing I had been able to have been the one to get hurt, not her. That's why I keep requesting her. I just want to be the one to protect her at all times.

"Abigail," I whisper. "I tried to save you before you broke your arm, but I was held up by that other spy. I'm sorry," I know she can detect all the emotions I have for her in my voice, but I don't care anymore. I just need to protect her.

"And why do you keep requesting me?" She asks.

                           Abby's POV
He doesn't look at me, instead he just looks at the ground. I cross my arms. I wish he would just admit his damn feelings for me! Instead of us having a back and forth thing between us.

"We NEVER talk about what happened on the mission, am I understood?"

"Understood," he repeats.

Flashback
We were on a mission in Tallahassee, Florida and we were in a ballroom to intercept a message between enemy agents. I saw the way he looked at me in my dress. He was in total awe of me, and I was in total awe of him. We were dancing and he held me close, close enough to where we were sharing breaths. As the enemy agents came by, to keep our cover (and mostly because I was too caught up in the moment), I kissed him. We were like that for two minutes, and then I broke us out of it, and we just stared at each other for a minute before going to intercept the message. We got there and we started fighting them. I was thrown against the concrete floor, breaking my arm, just as Edward knocked both of the agents out cold. He picked me up and carried me to the car. As he put me in the car, he kissed the top of my head. It was that night I realized I love him.
Flashback over

                            Edward's POV
It was that night I realized that I love her. I just wish I was brave enough to admit it to her, but I'm just a coward.

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