Agent

Chapter 12:Ed? No Ed.

Alex's POV

I groaned loudly as I heard my phone ringing.

"Hello?" I was absolutely exhausted from last night. I had a nightmare. And what scared me, is that I haven't had one years. My voice croaked and I flinched as the sun peaked through the hotel curtains.

"Good morning Agent K. Today you will be seen in public with Harry." Simon's thick accent filled my ears and I groaned extra loudly to show my protest.

"Okay" I yawned rubbing my eyes.

"Alex really I just think you and Harry got on the wrong foot. I mean you guys could actually be friends." Simon spoke.

"Riiiiight" I rolled my eyes and sighed. "What are we doing anyway?"

"Ed sheeran tonight at 6" he said like it was the most normal anything while my eyes snapped open and my heart racing.

"Ed Sheeran?" I squeaked with a huge grin on my face. My inner fangirl coming on.

"Yes he's good friends with Harry too. Wait are you a fan?" Simon asked with amusement.

"Yeah! HUGE!!!" I shouted.

"Oh.. I never would have taken you for a Ed Sheeran type of girl." He teased.

"Let me guess you thought heavy metal and gothic shit?" I teased him back.

"Oh no! Maybe.... Okay yes." Simon laughed.

"Okay then bye Simon." I said.

"Goodbye Agent K" he hung up.

I jumped up on my bed and threw myself back down.

"I AM GOING TO FUCKING SEE ED SHEERAN LIVE TONIGHT!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs recklessly in my pillow.

This is also the first concert I've been to besides my cases. Well I guess this one shouldn't count but.. Ed is my favourite artist. There's just something about his lyrics.

The script was one of the artists that literally sing my life.

I jumped up deciding to make some pancakes since I was craving them. I got out the ingredients but I was lacking some sugar.

"Liam" I knocked on their door. "I need some sugar!!" I said louder.

The door opened revealing a shirtless and angry looking Zayn.

"Would you fucking stop that!?" he hissed and I was taken aback by his harsh tone. Obviously he wasn't over last night...

"I need some sugar" I said skipping the pleasantries seeing as me and Zayn obviously didn't get on. He rolled his eyes but didn't let me in. Instead he stuffed the sugar pot in my hands and slammed the door in my face.

Okay then...

I shrugged off his attitude and placed the sugar on the kitchen counter. I prepared the batter and decided to put some music on. I got my phone out and plugged in my mini speakers that were absolute suckers with the sound. I pressed shuffle and sang along to whatever came on.

Slow down you crazy child

You're so ambitious for a juvenile

But then if you're so smart tell me,

Why are you still so afraid? (mmmmm)

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?

You better cool it off before you burn it out

You got so much to do and only