(Harrys pov)
'Okay so what do we do ?' Niall asks me. I'm actually not sure what we're supposed to do. 'Uh i guess we have to call Paul.' I say hesitantly. 'Harry...you know what happens when we call them.' Niall says. I do know , whenever we have to call them , we get an extreme lecture , and a 'Strike' If we get more than 5 strikes , we're fired. But if we decide to continue 'doing our job' , we will get a order against us. Which has only happened 2 times. Both times , the assignment was completed and the two guys died. 'I know Niall, I'll do it.' I tell him. 'No , no way. You already have 3 strikes. I'm not letting you waste one on something as stupid as forgetting a piece of paper.' Niall explains. I really hate that he is right. But it is my fault , i'm the one of who forgot the piece of paper. 'Ni-' I start , 'No , i'm not gonna listen to what you say. I'm doing it.' Niall cuts me off, he pulls out his phone and clicks on Paul's contact. He waits for him to answer with a terrified facial expression . I feel really bad. 'Hello.' I hear Niall say. 'Uh Yes Sir. We have a problem.' He continues. 'Well- Yes i know. Yeah I understand. We can't remember the address.' Niall finally says 'Yes I know- Well - It was just- Okay.' He accepts that he wouldn't be able to explain himself. 'Yes sir. Okay thank you sir.' Niall says then hangs up. 'So? How'd it go?' I ask. ' He lives on....'
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Sparks
FanfictionA story of adventure, confusion, depression, shock, sadness, regret, excitement?, and a bit of love to add to the bunch. An entire book written over snapchat.
