5SOS Imagines

5SOS Imagine

Requested by SharGryffindor
I hope you don't mind that I wrote it in your point of view and I hope you like it!

(Your P.O.V.)

Have you ever felt like you were living a double life? Not like Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus but more like Superman/Clark Kent. That's how I feel. Except I'm not really a superhero. At least I don't consider myself one. I'm just human.

"Come on, please come to dinner with us?" Calum pleaded.

I was currently on FaceTime with my four best friends. I had told them I didn't feel like going out but they weren't going to take no for an answer, "Fine, just shut up. I'll meet you guys there. Okay?"

Luke smiled, "Okay," and hung up the phone.

Once I looked decent enough to go out in the public, I got in my car and began the thirty-five minute drive to the restaurant. Right as I pulled into a parking spot in the restaurant parking lot, I got a phone call from my 'boss'.

"Yes, sir?" I answered on the first ring. I've learned that when he calls that it's important and better answer quick.

"I have a mission for you."

After he gave me more details on my mission, he hung up and told me to get the job done. I looked around to see if the boys were here already, or if anybody was around before I changed into my uniform and put my eye mask on (Like the incredibles). I scanned the area for people and for cameras. When I saw that it was safe, I exited my vehicle and began running towards the location of my mission. I had to stop a man from detonating a bomb a block away.

You see, I'm a highly trained spy. It started when I was very young. My parents would force me to train from dusk until dawn every single day. They wanted me to follow in their footsteps but I wanted to go to college. When I did go to college, without my parents knowing, I felt like an outcast. It was so hard for me to make friends until Luke, Michael, Ashton, and Calum came into the picture. But I still felt like I didn't belong in the college scene and so I dropped out and stuck to what I knew. My parents landed me a job with the FBI, where I work now. The problem is, I couldn't tell anybody about it and I had to keep my identity hidden from the public. So that's why I live the double life.

"Are you stupid?" I asked the masked person with a bomb in their hand. They turned around, "Well, some would argue that."

"Let's skip the small talk and get to the part where I kick your ass and turn you into the FBI."

"Here, catch." The masked person, who sounded a lot like a man, threw what I'm guessing was something explosive in the air before taking off running. I had to dive in order to catch it before it hit the ground. I ran out of the building and put the explosive in the hands of a bomb specialist and took off after the man.

Please don't turn left, I thought to myself. Left meant he was going towards the restaurant and I didn't want to risk the boys seeing me in action. So when I saw the man turn left, I cursed to myself and ran as fast as I could to try and stop him before he went anywhere near the restaurant. I don't think luck was on my side tonight because he was going right where I didn't want him. I was gaining on him and was able to tackle him to the ground but he wasn't going down without a fight. Neither was I.

Before I got him pinned down and was able to get him to surrender, he ripped my eye mask off with familiar whispers followed shortly after. I spoke into the tiny microphone on my bracelet, "Suspect in custody at (your favorite restaurant)."

"You're a...a..." Michael stammered on his words. All four of them were surprised at the action that took place before them. I had a lot of explaining to do. Luckily, it was just them that saw. I quickly put my mask back on and waited for the FBI to come get this scumbag.

After everything settled down and the FBI left, I looked at the boys and told them to meet me at my house. I got home and quickly changed and waited on the couch, going over how I'll explain to the boys what happened just an hour ago. There was a knock on the door before all four boys came in and sat down opposite of me.

"So," I began explaining the back story on how hard my parents were on me with training and how the FBI didn't want me telling anybody. I didn't leave a single detail out. When I finished the room was quiet, which scared me. I expected all four boys to get up and leave but they didn't. Instead, Ashton said, "You are one badass woman."