Kryptonite (A Harry Styles Fan Fic)
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  • Reads 19,287
  • Votes 354
  • Parts 42
  • Time 5h 57m
Complete, First published Sep 24, 2012
Mature
Maylee Ivanov is a simple 18 year old, going to college, bla bla bla the usual 18 year old life. But her job? She's a professional assassin, her Aunt is her boss and life is swell. 
When she was in high school she was best friends with no other than The Harry Styles, but after he preforms at the X-Factor they lose touch and forget about each other for three long years. May soon gets a new assignment, 
How will she react when she finds out Harry's her next victim?

I sit up straight and turn around in my seat, “Zayn, shut the fuck up.” I give him a blank stare. 
He smirks, “Aw, is little Maylee mad.” 
I look at Harry who’s eyes are wide, with a smirk on his lips. He knew I hated being called Maylee, he was the only one who called me Maylee, he only called me that when he was being serious or caring. I only allowed him to call me that. It sounded wrong coming out of Zayn’s mouth. 
“First off, do not call me Maylee and second, I am your bodyguard I could take you down without breaking a sweat.” I smirk at him, not breaking eye contact. This was my job, being intimidating and not having fear of people threatening me. 
He grins, “We’ll see about that.” 
I break out into a grin, “Any time, Malik.” 
He laughs, “So why can’t I call you Maylee?” 
I glance at Harry again who’s hiding a smile while looking at his phone, “Just go back to sleep, Zayn"
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