Undercover

Enjoy the long chapter :)

Songs:

Basically everything by Linkin Park lol

BELLE'S POV:

My breath was irregular and my steps wobbly on the way to the boss. I wondered how he would react. Would he say great and this is a perfect chance to get more information on them? Not likely. My converse scuffed on the concrete and for a moment I remember how young I still am. Most normal kids my age would be drinking and partying in college, getting a job at a fast-food restaurant and trying to keep up on homework. I already went to college, skipping all of the drinking and partying. Now I was on my way up the steps to my boss's office where he would tell us if it was ok to go to Spain for a week with a very dangerous gang or not. Meanwhile, I think I was falling for the baddest of them all, the one who I was supposed to be putting in jail.

I guess you could say my life ins't normal.

The minute Perrie and I stepped into the doors of the building, we were overwhelmed with the smell of coffee. Once the doors had fully closed, we shed our sweatshirts and sunglasses that were so irregularly out of place with the extremely hot temperature and cloudy sky. But we needed disguises on the spot and this was all we had.

I let my brown hair out of the bun I had so that my long hair wasn't recognizable. Perrie did the same with her short hair, pulling it out of the ponytail and fluffing it a bit. I smoothed my jeans and sweatshirt over, getting ready to see to Jerry, the boss. What would he think once we tell him what we've accomplished so far? I could tell him about the room and the list of gang leaders. That happened so long ago I almost forgot about it and the secret about it that I share with Louis. Harry still doesn't know that I know.

"Ready?" She asks as we throw our sweatshirts to the side of the door.

"No, but let's do this anyway," My confidence wavers and my nerves take over like they did right before I took a test that I didn't study for. I still got an A on it, but I was still scared as hell and promised myself to never put off studying for Keeping Up With the Kardashians ever again.

The walk up to his office seemed like a lifetime and like it took one second at the same time. Oh fuck that, that doesn't even make sense. I hesitantly knocked on his door and heard a muffled come in. Perrie nodded to me as encouragement and I walked into the room, her on my heels. The boss seemed to have aged in the couple of weeks that we'd been gone. His hair was now completely grey and he had a giant bald spot on the top of his head, his hair a mere ring around his scalp. Wire rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, covering his dulling blue eyes. His face resembled something of a wrinkled t-shirt that had sat under my bed for quite sometime.

"Hello ladies, long time no see," He didn't even look up from his paper work as he said this, his hands just barely shaking as he wrote. I gulped down the knot in my throat and smiled the friendliest smile I could muster up with the nerves I had.

"It certainly has been a while," I say and Perrie nods in agreement.

"Jerry, it's been forever," She said and his head perks up at Perrie's voice. A smile crosses his face as he sees her and stands up with his arms out. I'm completely confused when she walks into his arms and his hand rests on her lower back, just above her ass. Jerry didn't have a crush on her, did her? I thought he was married. Perrie pulled away and I could tell her smile was synthetic.

"Yes it has. Any good progress on..the assignment?" He whispers to her and she giggles. I'm completely appalled by this show of affection between them. Of course, Perrie was just acting but I still didn't know what was going on. She looks back at me and shoots me a look that said we'd talk about it later. I put on my best smile and turned to Jerry.

"Not much, it's hard to get into their minds, they're so barricaded up," I answer truthfully and he turns towards me, eyes narrowing. Maybe I should've let Perrie answer.

"You mean to tell me that you've been there for two weeks and you haven't got anything?" He steps away from Perrie and takes one towards me. I debate on telling him about the room but decide against it, waiting until I can use the key again and get my hands on that list.

"W-well, they're a tough gang and it's hard to learn their trust. Especially Harry," I say and look to Perrie with a pleading look. She looks back at me with the same expression and I try to tell her with my eyes to seduce him,

"I thought I told you to stay away from Harry," Another step forward. Shit. Luckily, Perrie finally comes to the rescue.

"Jerry Jerry Jerry Jerry. You're getting too worked up over this. Belle has this all under control, she's actually getting closer to them all and I think she'll really help us eventually. We're fine right now," She says and puts her hand on his shoulders, hiking up her skirt a little bit. Jerry gives me one last glare before looking at Perrie and smiling, facial features relaxing. I try not to gag.

"You're right. I'm sorry," It's funny how Perrie got him to apologize to us when we're the ones who did something wrong. Men are so easily distracted by a big pair of ta ta's and ass.

"So anyway, that's not why we're here. We have an...arrangement with Harry and the gang," She says and removes her hands from his shoulders and steps away a bit.

"What is it Per?" I almost throw up at the pet name she gives him. When he turns around to fix some papers on his desk, Perrie rolls her eyes.

"Well, the boys want to take us to Spain. They say it's just for fun but I have a strong suspicion they're going after Mario Lopez, a famous gang leader in Madrid," Perrie explains and I stay quiet, not wanting another stare down to happen.

"How long is it?" He asks and goes back behind his desk, shuffling some papers.

"Uhh about a week,"

"I don't know guys. We might need you here. How long is it?"

"About a week," I'm still silent and it's as if I'm not here.

"But that would mean another week away from you," He sticks his bottom lip out and pretends to pout. I can't help the involuntary rolling of my eyes and luckily, he doesn't see. Perrie giggles and I almost throw up again. This is just fucking weird.

"I know, I would miss you too, but it's a great opportunity to wrap this up quickly. We want them in jail as soon as possible, right?"

"I guess. When do you guys leave?" He sighs and asks. I want to jump up and fist bump into the air. He's letting us go to Spain!

"In about an hour," I almost forgot how soon we'd be leaving. It was tough to pack and get out of the building without being noticed. We had showed up a few hours later then we had planned.

"So soon?" He pretended to be hurt and this time Perrie didn't react. She was getting annoyed with him.

"Yes, so we have to leave now. Sorry," She cracked a smile and he walked around the desk, enveloping her in a hug. Once he let her go, he lifted up her hand and kissed the back of it with his old man lips. Now that's just plain nasty.

"Then this is goodbye," He says and Perrie giggled one last time for show. She turned around and strutted out of the room, hips swaying. I followed and he followed us to the door. We walked out of the office and he said one last thing.

"And get me some damn results," He said to me before winking at Perrie and slamming the door shut. I let out a long breath and we walked to the door, putting our disguises back on.

"What was that about?" I asked in a hushed tone as Perrie and I walked out of the building.

"What? That thing with Jerry? Oh nothing, I just figured out that he has a thing for younger women and the flirty-er you are, the less he's on your case. The only downside is that he's downright creepy," She says and I shiver, remembering how he was with Perrie.

"You got that right. What a fucking perve," We walk fast and try to get back to the apartment quickly. We leave for the plane in fifteen minutes and we had to get our suitcases from Perrie's room. The apartment comes into sight and I sigh in relief at the short walk.

"I'm just glad that's over with. I sense some bad juju migumbo from him."

"Yeah me too, but I think that's just his creepiness."

"Yeah, same," Perrie says and we start to take off our sunglasses and sweatshirts once we approach the doors. I look down to see that my shoe is untied. I stop and bend over to my feet.

"You want me to wait for you?" Perrie asks when she notices me.

"No, you go ahead, I'll meet you up there," I say and she pushes the door open and walks inside. I hike up my jeans a bit and get to work on my laces. It's eerily silent and I feel like the only person in miles of this place. Getting a creepy feeling, I hurry up with tying my shoes and rush inside. The lobby is silent and empty. I press the button to the elevator and wait for the slow thing to come down. All of the sudden a hand is clamped over my mouth and I'm shoved into the wall. I look up to see a tan guy with black hair flipped up and tattoos and piercings covering his body.

"Hey, I'm Chase," I recognize him when I passed him in the hallway that one time. I bite down on his hand and removes it from my mouth, slightly wincing. His other hand is pressed up against the wall next to my head, and he's too close for comfort.

"Damn bitch, you bite hard,"

"Well, I don't exactly appreciate being attacked,"

"I thought you liked this,"

"Why would I?"

"I don't know, most girls do," His face scrunches up in confusion.

"Well I don't. So let me go," His body was blocking me from escaping the wall. I heard the elevator door ding and I sighed in frustration.

"Why would I let go of a sexy girl such as yourself?" I shiver when he says that, flinching when he brings his hand up to stroke my cheek.

"Because I have an elevator to catch," I nod my head in the direction of the open doors to the elevator and he turns around to look at them. He turns back to face me and starts to talk again.

"Ok, I guess I'll have to let you go, but not before I do this," I have a bad feeling about this. My suspicions about what he's about to do are confirmed when he tilts his head to the side and leans closer to me. Oh my fucking god, he's about to kiss me. Someone get me out of here, now.

"Get the fuck away from her," I hear a voice come from the side of me and I turn my head to see Harry, looking angry. Fuck yeah, badass Harry is back.

"What, nothing was happening here," He says and looks at me.

"Cut the shit Chase," He says and approaches us. Chase quickly leans his head down and kisses me, just barely for a second, before Harry rips me away from him. He starts to beat and punch Chase, and this time, I'm not complaining. Chase falls to the ground he smiles a sickly sweet smile, showing off his bloody gums.

"To be continued," He winks at me and scrambles off. I turn to Harry and my heart speeds up and the small part of me that's always wanted a bad boy is buzzing with anticipation.

"Thanks," I say and step around the blood on the floor, walking to the elevator. Harry follows me into the elevator. The door closes with a thud and I press the number to Perrie's floor. It's suffocatingly silent and I silently beg Harry to say something. I see his breathing increase and in a flash, I'm pinned to the wall like I was just minutes ago, but this time by Harry. He presses his body closer to mine, our chests making contact, causing a shiver to run down my spine and goosebumps to form.

"You like it when I'm this close to you, don't you?" He whispers in my ear and leaves sloppy kisses under my ear.

"N-no," I say but my voice deceives me. I feel him smirk into my neck when he hears the lie too.

"Yes you do, you love this. You love it when I take charge, when I press up my body to yours and whisper dirty things into your ear," He bites my ear and I shiver. The elevator dings open and I'm snapped out of my trance.

"We have to leave in like 5 minutes, remember?" I push past him and sway my hips, just like Perrie, knowing he'd follow. I don't know why I did this, but it felt right. Just like I predicted, he followed me out of the elevator like a dog chasing a bone. It was that easy.

I opened Perrie's room door and Zayn sat there, holding Perrie's bags while she ran around, trying to clean things up quickly.

"We have to fucking leave now," Harry states from behind me and I run in to grab my suitcase and backpack.

"How sassy pants, someone grew his balls back," Perrie said and winked at him. He rolled his eyes but I saw him crack a small smile.

"We'll take these down to the car," Harry says and grabs my stuff. I'm about to protest but he walks out the door with Zayn on his tail. Once I hear the elevator close from down the hallway, I turn around and face Perrie.

"Someone must be excited with the old Harry being back," She said and I blushed, looking down.

"I don't care about that," I lied and she rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.

"Ok, I think I'm down. Here's your phone," She says and tosses it at me. I catch it and check my messages. Nothing new. Ok good. Perrie and I walk out the door and she locks it.

"I think you should get a tattoo," Perrie says randomly as we enter the elevator.

"What? No, no way," I protest. No tattoos for Belle.

"Awe come on, it would be kinda awesome," She says and I shake my head no.

"Nope. No tattoos for me. I'm not going to poison my skin,"

"No chance of you getting one?"

"Nope. None. No. Nada," I state promptly.

"What about a piercing?" I stop and consider this. I mean, I could always take it out if I didn't want it and all that would be left behind is a small hole, unlike a tattoo which you'd be stuck with forever.

"What kind of piercing?"

"Ahh I knew you'd be interested. And I was just thinking something small like a cartilage or a belly button," I had always thought that belly button piercings were cute but I heard that they hurt a lot.

"Maybe a cartilage..?" I say hesitantly and she claps her hands excitedly.

"Yay!"

"Do you have any tattoos or piercings?" I ask. I've never really studied Perrie, so I don't really know what she has.

"Yeah. I have a cartilage, neck, belly button, and tongue piercing. As for tattoos I have a feather on my ribs, birds flying away on my shoulder, and an infinity sign on my wrist," She says and I can't help but roll my eyes.

"What? Why did you roll your eyes,"

"How tumblr of you to get those tattoos,"

"What's wrong with them?" She defends.

"Those are just so overdone. If I were to get something done, I'd get something sentimental." I say and we walk out of the open elevator doors and to the car.

"These are important to me," She says and I just roll my eyes.

"If you say so," I say and we arrive at the black car. We get into the car and Harry and Zayn are sitting in the front. Lil Wayne blares from the stereo and I look out the tinted windows. Harry takes a left when we get out of the parking lot and I get really confused. The airport is to the right.

"Uh Harry, the airport is the other way," I yell to him and he turns the radio down.

"What was that?" He asks and looks at me through the front mirror.

"I said that the airport is the other way. You're not going the right way," I tell him and he smirks at me

"Why would we go to the airport, when we have our own private jet?"

"Oh," Is all I can say. Duh, I'm so stupid. They probably brought with weapons, weapons that aren't allowed in airports.

The car ride is relatively short and it's not long before I see a small airport. It has one runway with about three airplanes sitting on it. The building is smaller than the apartment and I finally realize why I don't need a passport.

"Alright guys, are you ready for the best trip of your lives?" Zayn asks us and Perrie squeals. I can almost see Harry roll his eyes through his sunglasses. We pull into the parking lot and get out of the car, unloading our bags. Harry carries mine and his stuff while I try to argue that I can carry my own stuff. He huffs and hands me my backpack as we walk around back to where the planes are on the runway.

"There, are you happy now?" He grumbles and I nod, knowing this is the best that I can get. I slide my phone into the side pocket of the backpack and follow Harry. We arrive at the door to a small plane. It's not huge, but it looks like it will fit all of us and I'm a lot more happy with this than a regular plane. The spoor opens up and stairs slide down for us. Two old looking pilots with name tags that say Ben and John greet us as we walk up the stairs and inside the plane. The plane looked comfy with cream colored chairs and carpets. The walls were white and lined with windows. There was a curtain that separated two matching, yet separate areas. Perrie and Zayn instantly claimed the back part and Harry and I set down our stuff on the floor. I plopped down into a comfy chair and Harry sat across from me in an identical one. I hadn't realized how exhausted I was until the moment my butt was in that cushy seat. The last thing I remember was Harry's green eyes watching me as I drifted off to sleep.

Notes

DAMN I'M GOOD. THAT WAS A LONG ASS CHAPTER. Yeah you guys can thank me later. Anyway, the next chapter will be in Spain! Here are some questions you guys can answer in the comments ;)

WHAT WILL HAPPEN IN SPAIN?

DO YOU GUYS LIKE THAT BADASS HARRY IS BACK?

HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT PERRIE AND JERRY? (gross right?)