The 6th Member

Amelia's P.O.V
~ 7 Months Later~
Pressing myself up against the brick wall of the smelly, old ally I'm in, I carefully turn my head and scan the area. The hairs on my arms begin to rise, and just like that, I pull out my gun and fire at the Enthrall assassins hiding behind a car. When I don't see anyone running out from the now totaled car, I slowly move out, holding my gun out in case of any surprises. And just as I thought, a man stood up and threw a knife at me, barley missing my face by a few inches.

"You're going to wish you didn't do that," I hiss, putting my gun away and launching at him, pulling my arm back and landing a hard blow to his temple, and quickly deliver more punches to his torso. He finally gives up and passes out, collapsing to the ground in defeat. "mission complete." I say, hearing the earpiece in my ear start ringing with the boys voices.

"Good job!"

"I could've done better."

"Awesome sauce!"

"Really, Lo?"

"What, it was funny!"

"Guys!" My voice stopped them, I held up a hand and scanned the area, somehow feeling a pair of eyes on me. I turn around right before a man could stab me in the back, and I quickly hit him in the wrist, making the knife fall to the ground, which I pick right back up and get in
position.

"You can hurt me, little girl, you don't have the guts." He spat, making me roll my eyes and lunge forward, stabbing him in the stomach.

"Still think I'm a little girl?" I whisper in his ear, he lets out a moan before he slumps against me and crumples to the ground with a knife sticking out of his side. "I'm on my way back to head quarters now."

Harry's P.O.V
As soon as Amelia walks into the training room, Louis bounces off from his seat and swoops her into a hug, which bothers me in the slightest way.

"You really had me worried there for a moment, Lia." Louis smiled, ruffling her hair. Wait, since when did they get so close? I can't believe this, I need to get away from her. Without another word, I storm out of the room and into the weight room, feeling tense and somehow upset. I head over to the punching bag once I've wrapped my knuckles, and begin delivering punches to the ratty red punching bag.
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"Harry," a voice drifted through my ears, making me turn around dazed and exhausted. "are you okay?" Amelia's face appeared in front of me, wearing a worried expression. I must've been in here for hours.

"Yeah," I mumble, collapsing onto the bench and begin unwrapping the tap, but stop when hands cover mine. "what?"

"Let me," Amelia smiled, beginning with the hand I had already started on. "look, I know that you hate me, but I just wanted to know if you were alright?"

"You think I hate you?" I ask breathlessly, furrowing my browns and clenching my jaw a few times before meeting her eyes.

"Well, yeah, why else would you send me on the easy missions? Plus, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you weren't going to like me just because I'm a girl." She sighed, resting my untapped hands on my lap and biting her lip.

"I could never hate you, Amelia. And if you want to go on missions with us, than fine. I promise, you're coming on the next one." And for once, I finally mean to keep that promise.

Notes

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