Agent

Chapter 26: 5SOS

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Alex’s POV

Eleanor had fitted me into a floor length black dress that was cut at the hip and a high leg slit, starting at my mid-thigh. The dress was beautiful really and had a sweet heart neckline that was modest and comfortable. I didn’t want to have my hair down so she did some a messy but elegant up do. I hate too much of makeup so I’m glad she did the bare minimum with a little eyeliner and nude lipgloss.

“Thank you so much El.” I looked behind me through the mirror.

“You look so beautiful tonight. Harry will sure love it” She winked and my smile faded a little.

It’s nice having a girl my age to talk to. We talked about our most embarrassing moments and hobbies. Favourite artists, food and celebrity crushes. Which normally, would be awkward because we were dating celebrities but was actually really funny and I feel like I can be so open with her. The downside was I had to pretend who I was, where I lived and what I did. But the rest was all me…Kayla.

“Hey babe you ready?” Harry peeped through the door. I laughed internally while he tried to hide his not so subtle jaw drop.

I’m not pretty or attractive… So why is he reacting this way? No I’m not one of those girls who claim their ugly as a toad but meanwhile they got model bodies and faces that are flawless. I’ve just been way too occupied to spare my looks a second look. I’ve never thought of myself as pretty or as ugly. Just… average.

“Uh yeah.” I looked down to hide my flaming cheeks. Suddenly I felt so exposed in this dress.

I grabbed my black clutch and tried to keep my balance in these heels. I don’t understand how girls walk around in 8 centimetre  heels where I’m barely making it in 3 centimetre heels. I did as El told me to keep my balance; straighten my back and walk feet first. I’m such an clumsy ass it’s a matter of time before I trip and crack my skull so we better leave now before I swop these death contraptions with my sneakers.

Dramatic much? My subconscious snickered.

I couldn’t wear my gun holster on my thigh so instead carried a mini pistol on safety lock in my clutch. It was one of those big clutches because I needed to carry quite a bit of stuff like my ‘agenty’ stuff, my phone just incase Pattie calls and my armed stuff of course. Speaking of which, Pattie hasn’t called in a while. I’ve debated in my head whether or not to tell her my plan. But it should be fool proof. But it’s so fool proof that if anything goes wrong, it sets the whole thing off track.

“Here’s the plan guys. El, Lou and Zayn go first. Then Alex, Niall, Harry and Liam into the next car. Remember be quick because there is a huge crowd out there. Alex and El, make sure you have one of the boys near you, and by near you I mean right next to you. Keep your head down and don’t ask any questions.” I’ve never seen Paul so intimidating before, but that didn’t stop the small spark ignite inside of me.

“Why do we need one of the guys near us? We ladies can take care of ourselves.” I huffed. I know I’m making a mountain out of an anthill but this really bugs me.