All Is Not As It Seems (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
My next class was maths, then it was lunch time.
Maths was as boring as ever and Mr Horgan was of ill which was irritating.
Harry hadn't been in my next class, I wasn't sure how I felt about that, half of me wanted to get more information from him, the other half new I shouldn't be getting to close to other students either.
I looked around the lunch room, quickly putting each student into different catogaries, for example the nerds who get bullied, the loners who prefer there own company, the nobodys who are forgotten and ignored, the cheerleaders, the jocks, the goths, the average students and the populers.
I expected Harry to be in the nerds or nobodys, with how quite he was, though he seemed quite friendly. I was surprised to see him sitting with the populers? Wow... Okay, how did a shy person like him be able to sit on their table?
He didn't look that comfortible either, leaning away slighly from the group, though still sitting with them on their table.
He was getting largly ignored but a couple of times, two boys on the populer table would engage him in conversation that he would stammer a response to.
"You know I never thought you were the type to stare at other boys"
I twisted around, my eyes widening as I stared at a very familer face.
"Niall? What are you doing here?" I whispered hurriedly at my fellow agent.
Niall smirked and sat next to me as he said "The boss thinks something else could be going on under the rader"
He loward his voice even more as he said, looking more serious "He thinks that some of the information we were fed may have been false"
My eyes narrowed and I asked quickly "What do you mean? One of our agents gave his life getting this information!"
Niall shrugged "Yeah well you don't sugercoat it, I don't know how he figured this out either though he thinks you need a partner to back you up, just in case... Me"
Niall used to live in Irland but he'd moved to America 6 or 7 years back, just before the war started.
He was now considered an American citisen and but also maybe a traiter to his own people. As Irland was backing Britain up in the war, even the part of Irland that wasn't under Britains rule.
Niall couldn't really remember that much of Irland so America was his home now and he would defend it with his life, just like I would.
"So what now?" I asked him.
Niall said hesiantly "The boss thinks that that there is defiantly is a spy here but any of the other information we could have been given about him...Or she, could have been false"
I stared at Niall then looked at all the people at lunch, did he mean that anybody could be the british spy? Anybody?
I let out a sigh "Well this is going to be buckets of fun..."