Undercover

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Songs:

The whole Beatles White Album

The whole Guns and Roses Appetite for Destruction Album

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His lifts were soft, warm, and inviting, much like a blanket. Harry wasn’t forceful, but gentle and patient. This wasn’t a kiss where he was shoving his tongue down my throat or just a small peck, this was savory kiss. So much emotion went into it, so much passion. A burst of butterflies were let loose in my stomach and they continued to flutter around while our lips were pressed together.

Then I remembered what I was doing. In that moment, the moment when I remembered who I was and my job, I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to stay in his embrace, on his lips. Shit, I have tear away don’t I. Hesitantly, I tore away from his lips and looked into his eyes, all thoughts of responsibilities flying away yet again. His confused eyes bore into mine, wondering why I had pulled away and ruined the most intimate moment we’ve had with each other so far.

His lips pulled into a smile as he remembered what just happened. Unlike his calm and cool demeanor, I started to remember everything that just happened and started to freak out on the inside. I’m not like Perrie, I can’t play it off like I have a relationship with Harry to the boss, I’m not even sure if he or I want one anyway. I will sure be taken off of this case and best case scenario, I get reassigned to a mall cop or a traffic director.

I brought my fingers up to my lips, feeling the kiss that was still lingering on them. My eyes went wide as I started to process the information going through my mind. I could be fired. Fired! Holy shit shit shit shit.

“I u-uh gotta g-go” I stutter as I pick up the edges of my dress and get off of the chair. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Harry’s smile drop

“Wait Belle!” He says, getting up

“Bye Harry” I say as take off towards the door, heels clanking on the concrete floor. I manage to get into the elevator without Harry chasing after me and I decide to head to Perrie’s room

“These damn heels” I say, frustrated with them. I rip them off and they dangle from my fingers as the first tears start to fall. God damn it all I’ve done today is cry. I angrily wipe them away just as the door to her floor opens. I pause when I see another button on the elevator. Floor 7. I thought that Perrie had a room on the top floor but I guess there was another floor. I don’t know how I couldn’t’ve seen it, maybe it’s just because I’ve been so distracted lately.

I decide to click on the 7 button when my curiosity gets the best of me. The elevator doors close with a thunk and the elevator starts to move upward. The walls are made of mirror and I turn around to look at my appearance. My makeup is smeared and my hair is slowly losing the faint curl it had and is coming out of the undo. Other than that I look the same as I did when I had gotten ready in the first place.

The doors opened and I jumped, not realizing that I was lost in thought until I was sprung out of it. I had to manually pull back the black iron gate that sat in front of the elevator. It reminded me of the elevators back in the 20’s or 30’s. Carefully, my bare feet tip toed onto the concrete floors of the 7th floor. It was completely dark with the exception of New York City showing through the windows. I felt the wall for the slight switch and flicked it on when I found it. It opened up into a grand room. Windows lined every inch of the walls and the floor was a cold concrete. The ceiling was tall and white. White marble pillars rose up from the ground every 20 feet. The dark sky was dotted with stars and the city of New York was lit up. It was beautiful and the best part was this place overlooked it all. Just gorgeous. The place was completely empty, no furniture or anything. A big kitchen with old, peeling, wooden cupboards and had old white appliances sat in the corner. A big window sat over the white sink. I loved how you could cook and stare out at the city while doing so. The elevator sat in the smack-dab center of this place. I looked up to see lights and surround sound speakers embedded in the ceiling.

I walked around the elevator to explore behind it. It opened up even more. I was surprised to see a king size mattress upright, leaning against the wall with a disassembled bed next to it. A simple cream couch sat in the center of the area behind the elevator. Some boxes sat in the corner, stacked up. A fine layer of dust sat on everything and I could tell this place had been abandoned for a while. Two doors sat in the only wall. Everything else was windows. The wall was a plain white, but I could see beautiful potential in it. I could do so much with this space. I approached the door and turned the gold nob. It opened up into a huge bathroom. A big shower with clear glass walls and a fancy looking shower head. Black and white checkered tiles lined the inside. Next to it a big with bath tub sat. It was one of those old bathtubs, the ones with little legs that lift them up. The sink was just a plain old sink, also like one that was used in the old times. No storage and barely any space to put anything on it. I liked that. An old white toilet sat next to the bath tub. The only think I didn’t like was that it you would have to go to the bathroom or take a bath in front of the open windows and pray that nobody saw. I turned off the light that I had turned on when I went in and closed the door behind me.

I went into the door right next to it, turning on the light immediately. It was a big, beautiful closet. It stretched back far, white carpets lining the floor. Again, more windows lined one wall and another spectacular view of the cite was exposed. The rest of the walls were plain white. A single empty dresser sat alone, a fine line of dust on top. I exited the closet, turning off the lights and closing the door behind me again. What is this place? And why wouldn’t Harry want to live in here. The view out the windows that lined the oft side of the room was spectacular and personally I liked it better, even though both sides are equally beautiful. I decided to walk over and plop my butt on the ground in front of one of the windows. I noticed one of those old fireplaces in the corner by the kitchen. It was one of those fireplaces that was small and had a chimney stretching all the way to the ceiling. I loved it. This place was just so vintage. I also loved how the elevator was right in the center of the place, I don’t know why. I turned to look out the window and breath in the city. The thing I hate was that I couldn’t open any windows except for one in the bathroom that I found.

I was too absorbed in the city night life that I didn’t notice the elevator ding or the person walk in until they sat right beside me. Their legs were criss crossed, like mine and their eyes gazed
upon the city. Finally he spoke.

“What are you doing up here?” Harry asked

“What is this place?” I asked him

“I asked you first” He said and I rolled my eyes

“I didn’t realize there was another floor until I saw the 7th button on the elevator. I decided to explore”

“You know most people aren’t allowed up here”

“Most people?”

“Yeah. Only Louis and I come up here, and that’s rare. Everyone else is forbidden to go up here”

“Why is that?”

“Because I don’t want them to all argue over who would get to stay here. Louis and I only go up here to drop of anything that wouldn’t fit down below. Besides, I don’t think they would like how old this place is” He says and scrunches his nose at the word old

“So this is just like another room, only way bigger?” I ask

“Yep”

“Why don’t you live up here?"

“It would get too lonely. I like having Liam and everyone else close to me”

“So it just sits here, unused. You have no purpose for it whatsoever?” I questioned

“Well, I was thinking of a purpose for it”

“What?”

“Remember that deal I made with you? I would stop beating Liam’s ass and give you a room if you stayed with me for the weekend?”

I nodded, getting excited on where this was going. I do remember what he is taking about. Liam went up and punched Harry, causing a full on fight to break out. The only way he would stop was to have me stay with him for the weekend. He also had promised me a room for myself.

“Well I was thinking that you could possibly take over this floor. I mean it’s super old so I’ve
been trying to refurbish this place. Like I put in new lights and surround sound speakers in the ceiling and added new carpet in the closet. Also new doors on the shower but that’s as far as I got. I was planning to do the kitchen and bathroom soon-“ he says

“-Harry, stop. This, this is perfect. I don’t need new things, this place is fine as it is” I cut him off

“No it’s not. It’s so..old for a lack of a better word”

“No, it’s perfect. That word you couldn’t like of for this place so you had to say old? That word is character. This place has character. Don’t change that”

“Oh, sorry”

“No don’t apologize. This place is beautiful. I just don’t know if I can accept it”

“Why?” He asks

“Because, well for starters I’d feel too exposed with all of the windows”

“Don’t worry, these are one way windows. You can see out but no one can see in. All they see
is their own reflection”

“Oh. That’s good. But the other thing is that I can’t take this place knowing that someone else deserves this too. As much as I want this place, I can’t have more than everybody else”

He laughs “I love how kind and thoughtful you are. It’s touching. But honestly, you can have it.
Everyone else is happy with what they have. They love where they are and if they don’t I move them around. I want you to have this”

“I’ll think about it” I say and involuntarily lean my head on his shoulder. I fall asleep to the sound of his soft humming and the scene of the city in front of me

Notes

Thank you guys so much for all of the votes! And I got the hundredth comment! Yay! Hahah so anyway here's a cute little update I guess. Also read my friend's story, Human! It's really good! Her author name is Unless so check em out! Oh and I don't have school today or tomorrow because of the weather. Thank you Minnesota weather!! Anyway have a good week :)

Questions:

WILL BELLE TALE THE ROOM?

WILL SHE BE FIRED?

WILL SHE AND HARRY KISS AGAIN?