Another spy story (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 2

BEEP BEEP BEEP my eyes flutter open to darkness. I shut off my alarm clock and grab my bags. I get into my car and start driving to the airport. Once I get there Agent T quickly drives my car into the plane as I get settled in my seat. Thank God the agency got me a private plane so I can memorize the descriptions of the boys and understand what my job is. Once the plane takes off I get my briefcase out from above and start to read about the boys. When I finish my plane is about to lane in England. I grab my luggage and head out of the plane when I get in the building I see a man I think his name is Paul but I don't know. He is holding up a sign that says "Agent Z" on it. I walk over to them. "Hi I'm Agent Z the new bodyguard." I say blankly. "No you aren't you are just a fan." He says. "Oh really." I say pulling out my badge. "Ok so maybe you are but you are only a small gir-" he starts but I quickly stop him with my gun. "Ok. First off do not say girl around me. Second I am the best agent in the C.I.A." I finish proudly. "Okay well your car is out front so you can follow me." I follow him to my car and hop in the drivers seat. He gets into his car and I follow him to the boys flat. Once we get inside Paul shows me my room. The agency called and said that my room needs to have bomb proof walls and doors. It has to have a passcode lock on it for it holds many secrets and deadly weapons. Paul leaves me to unpack and tells me that the boys are in the kitchen. Once I finish un packing I try to find the kitchen. I walk around for about an hour till I declare that I am lost. I look up and see an air vent. I climb in and start crawling towards the sound of boys laughing and screaming and crashes. Soon I see a opening . I lift the grate and slide out still holding onto the edge because I am hanging over a four story drop I look up when I hear someone scream lookout and see a pie coming towards me. I lift my legs so that I an flat against the ceiling but yet the pie barely misses. When I look up I see that it is safe to climb down but the problem is I am still hanging four stories up. I groan. I look up to see five boys looking up to me. "Do you need help miss?" A boy with a British accent asks. "No." I reply. the boys start walking towards me. My arms are getting a little tired. I groan as I lift my body up and push off the ceiling into a back tuck and land on my feet for stories down. I begin to run up the stairs and reach the top in about half a minute. Thats a new record for me. I mentally pat myself on the back.

**authors note**
The point of view will always be Mias unless I change it cause i can do that im the author.