Bring It Back [DISCONTINUED]

TWELVE

Cathy's POV

There were some noises on the hallway as the minutes flew by.

"I hacked the hotel's cameras on your floor, elevator and 7 on the lobby. Also, a report from Daniel just came in. Daniel you're on." Allison informed.

"3 men exited Mendes' room but he stayed. I presume the people left with him is his friend, main bodyguard and manager." Daniel said.

2 hours had passed and still there is nothing happening. Jim was sleeping on the couch while I wait by the phone for any reports. I was dozing off when suddenly Daniel spoke.

"Cathy, Mendes got out of the room with all of his guards. Make your move." He told us.

I quickly woke up Jim and put on black gloves and a mask. Jim took tiny cameras and trackers.

"Allison, freeze the corridor cameras then open his door."

I heard her type on the keyboard then "Done."

Jim and I went out of the room and went to Shawn's. I put trackers on some of his clothes as Jim puts cameras around the room. As I put trackers on his clothes, his scent entered my nose. Hundreds of memories rushed to my mind.

Those times when he was on tour and I wore his shirts and sweats. When it was cold and he lets me wear his hoodies. When going to bed and he lays beside me. He pulls me closer to his body and-

"Woah, woah. Guys, Mendes is rushing on his way going back, no idea why." Daniel said. "You got approximately 5 minutes."

"You done there, Jim?" I asked, running up to him.

"Just a minute. I'm almost done with this." He answered.

"Get out of there now!" Chap shouts.

"Done." Jim jumps down the table, brushed it off a bit to remove evidence then we rushed out off the room.

Once me and Jim entered our room, we let out a sigh of relief. That was so unsuspected, Shawn coming back already after leaving for like 10 minutes.

"Whew, that was close, eh?" Jim said. "I'm going to get food, wanna join me?" 

"Sure, let me get my purse." We fixed our disguises before going out.

When we got out of the room, Shawn at the same time just closed his door. "Good afternoon." He greets with a smile. Shit.

I noticed him putting a necklace in the pocket of his shirt.

"Good afternoon to you too, young man." I said with my failed French accent. I cleared my throat to make it not obvious.

All of us entered the elevator. This is gonna be difficult. I was standing between Jim and Shawn and our shoulders were touching. 

I bet Jim is more relaxed than me. How come I'm going to be relaxed with this? I'm beside the person who gave me the worst pain all my life.

We reached the lobby, Shawn went out first. "Have a good day." He says. 

As he walked away, I let out a big sigh of relief and began fanning myself. My exhales were loud.

"Are you ok?" Jim asks.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just thought... I was going to... blow the cover." I said, still breathing heavily.

Jim nodded and we went to get some lunch.

Boy, I swear to god I think I won't survive this mission.