Undercover Protector
Mission Initiation
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Nicole's POV:
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…. After Reaching to Club Noise …
“Moore, try not to forget that your camera is in your bracelet’s bowtie. (I nodded as I looked at my wrist.) Is your ear-piece plugged in?” Jim, one of the agents working with me, kept checking if I was ready to go. “Yes, I’m all set. (He raised a thumbs-up and I smiled).” I opened the door, and stepped outside. “Looks like we have beautiful creatures in our club tonight.” One of the security guards sang as I walked in and fake smiled at him; if only I can punch his teeth off! “Testing. Nicole are you hearing me?” I heard Rachel’s voice speak through the ear-piece, so I lifted my wrist and nodded at the camera on my bracelet. “Alright, Harry is in the VIP lounge, right now. You know what to do or shall we go over it again?” I sighed and shook my head as I looked at the bracelet. Here goes nothing…
The club was crowded with people, and one guard was monitoring the lounge where Harry was sitting. I glanced at the guard, and walked in the same way Rachel told me to; I must make the guard easily fooled by using my charms. “(I smiled and looked at the guard.) Salut! Puis-je entrer s'il vous plaît?” The guard smirked as I played with my hair and giggled; it’s working!“I don’t care what that meant, you are one fine looking lady! (He fell for it!) Are you alone Miss?” I smiled, pretending I was clueless and I pointed upstairs to where Harry was sitting. “Oh, my mistake! You must be a guest of Mr. Styles! Please go on up!” I giggled like a Barbie doll and went upstairs.“Well done Nicole! Now, you will be seeing Harry in less than seconds, follow what I will tell you: act like you are lost and flick with your wavy hair, pout a little and then apologize for being in the wrong area. Make sure to smile at him, which will make it work like a charm, now go!” I giggled, but quickly stopped since now I have to act lost.
I climbed the last stair, and marched to the booth, where Harry was sitting and laughing with 4 other boys, and a middle aged man who looked tough. They were all so good looking, each of the boys had a different beauty than the other, but Harry was my target. To be honest? He was the one that caught my eye, I won’t deny it, but dear God he looks so attractive. Snap out of your thinking Nicole! Now act! As soon as they looked at me, I smiled at Harry, and flicked my hair; the blonde one whispered something in his ear while Harry kept staring at me.
“May I help you? This is a private area.” The middle aged man stood in front of me; I assume he’s the protector? “(I spoke in a very girly tone, loud enough for the rest to hear me, and I pouted.) Oopsy! I’m so sorry I think I’m lost! I was here to meet my modeling instructor; it must be the wrong booth. (I glanced at Harry and gave him a smile, then looked back at the man in front of me.) I’ll leave it’s my mistake.” I turned my heels and I could hear Rachel laughing from the ear piece; but suddenly a strong accent filled with a pure British scent spoke out. “Paul! Let her in!” I turned around, as my hair whipped in the procedure; it was Harry who spoke. I blushed at him as Paul stood away for me to pass.
Nicole's POV:
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…. After Reaching to Club Noise …
“Moore, try not to forget that your camera is in your bracelet’s bowtie. (I nodded as I looked at my wrist.) Is your ear-piece plugged in?” Jim, one of the agents working with me, kept checking if I was ready to go. “Yes, I’m all set. (He raised a thumbs-up and I smiled).” I opened the door, and stepped outside. “Looks like we have beautiful creatures in our club tonight.” One of the security guards sang as I walked in and fake smiled at him; if only I can punch his teeth off! “Testing. Nicole are you hearing me?” I heard Rachel’s voice speak through the ear-piece, so I lifted my wrist and nodded at the camera on my bracelet. “Alright, Harry is in the VIP lounge, right now. You know what to do or shall we go over it again?” I sighed and shook my head as I looked at the bracelet. Here goes nothing…
The club was crowded with people, and one guard was monitoring the lounge where Harry was sitting. I glanced at the guard, and walked in the same way Rachel told me to; I must make the guard easily fooled by using my charms. “(I smiled and looked at the guard.) Salut! Puis-je entrer s'il vous plaît?” The guard smirked as I played with my hair and giggled; it’s working!“I don’t care what that meant, you are one fine looking lady! (He fell for it!) Are you alone Miss?” I smiled, pretending I was clueless and I pointed upstairs to where Harry was sitting. “Oh, my mistake! You must be a guest of Mr. Styles! Please go on up!” I giggled like a Barbie doll and went upstairs.“Well done Nicole! Now, you will be seeing Harry in less than seconds, follow what I will tell you: act like you are lost and flick with your wavy hair, pout a little and then apologize for being in the wrong area. Make sure to smile at him, which will make it work like a charm, now go!” I giggled, but quickly stopped since now I have to act lost.
I climbed the last stair, and marched to the booth, where Harry was sitting and laughing with 4 other boys, and a middle aged man who looked tough. They were all so good looking, each of the boys had a different beauty than the other, but Harry was my target. To be honest? He was the one that caught my eye, I won’t deny it, but dear God he looks so attractive. Snap out of your thinking Nicole! Now act! As soon as they looked at me, I smiled at Harry, and flicked my hair; the blonde one whispered something in his ear while Harry kept staring at me.
“May I help you? This is a private area.” The middle aged man stood in front of me; I assume he’s the protector? “(I spoke in a very girly tone, loud enough for the rest to hear me, and I pouted.) Oopsy! I’m so sorry I think I’m lost! I was here to meet my modeling instructor; it must be the wrong booth. (I glanced at Harry and gave him a smile, then looked back at the man in front of me.) I’ll leave it’s my mistake.” I turned my heels and I could hear Rachel laughing from the ear piece; but suddenly a strong accent filled with a pure British scent spoke out. “Paul! Let her in!” I turned around, as my hair whipped in the procedure; it was Harry who spoke. I blushed at him as Paul stood away for me to pass.
Notes
Woah! Nicole hit the meter of profession! :O ;D <3 French? Ou la la indeed! Oh wow! Harry was actually falling in the plan fast! :O That's a good thing though, the sooner he accepts this, the faster Nicole can protect him right? Who else wants to see what Nicole looks like :D? don't worry, all you have to do is:
KEEP READING CUPCAKES! <3 :D xx
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5/26/14