Code Styles||adopted by Harry Styles

One

I sat impatiently for Agent Johnson to give me my next mission.

"Gracey. How's it going?"  Johnson asks.

"Grace." I correct through gritted teeth.

"Actually it's Darcy." A man beside Agent Johnson spoke up.

"Excuse me?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Grace this is Simon. Simon Cowel. He's involved in your next mission. I'll let him explain." Jonathon says.

"Well. One of my clients, from a band called One Direction, is in major danger. Some people are out to get him. Three body guards have already been killed trying to protect him." He starts.

"So... what does this have to do with me being called Darcy. That's a terrible thing to call a person." I laugh.

Simon glared and continues. "Well my client wants to name his daughter Darcy." Dramatic pause. "And your going to be his daughter."

"WHAT?!?!?" I spit out the water I was drinking.

"You fly to England tomorrow. How's your accent."

"Hello mate. Throw something on da barbi will ya?" I say in an accent.

"That's Australian love." He laughs.

"Why do I need a stupid accent. Let's just say that my parents died and that I had to get moved to England to live with my uncle who died not so long ago."

"That's genius. We'll do that."

I roll my eyes and stand up pushing my chair in. "My names Grace not Darcy. I'm not changing my name for some stupid mission. Why do I have to do it anyways?"

"Listen. I heard alot about you from the FBI and from what I hear you are perfect for the job. All you need to do is protect Harry without him knowing. I need you to change your name because I don't want people figuring certain things about who you really are. I'm trusting you." Simon tells me.

"Whatever. I'll do it. But why Darcy. It's terrible to call a person that. I hate the name." I complain.

"Like I said. It's the name the boy likes." I sigh in response and leave the room.

I already hate this mission. But hey.

Bring it.