Hello, people! This is my second all human FanFic and my 1st all human Misc. FanFic. It's about a spy named Billi and a guy she meets at a masquerade ball named Luke. I know, old fashioned, but I like that idea. They fall for each other but when Billi gets pulled into deep shit, will Luke get pulled down with her? SpyFic.
Copyright: Hands off! This is mines.
Falling For the Spy
Billi POV
"Billi, are you in?" Jim said through my earpeice.
"I'm in," I said, smirking.
"That's my girl. Now, just act like you're a typical party goer. But keep your eyes peeled," he said.
"Will do, Jimbo," I said. I smiled and walked onto the dance floor. I loved my job. They sent me to parties, clubs, ext. because I looked like a party girl. I was at a masquerade ball for the Queen of England's birthday. Only the biggest of the big were aloud. One of our men, Rob, is the usher here and let me right in. I looked dashing. I had an ice blue mask that had thin gold swirls on the right side of my face that went up to my temple and covered my right eyebrow. My dress was the same color with pretty little designs on the abdomen and then ruffled out into layers on the bottom. My eyes had white eye shadow around them. My eye color was its natural ice blue anstead of the occasional contact lenses. My blond hair was curled and pinned in the back of my head with a bump. Most of it was out. My family amulet hung around my neck. I looked hot, thanks to Ruby, my fashionista. Okay, so she's my sister, but she's a fashionista all the same.
"Excuse me, miss. May I have this dance?" a voice came from behind me. I turned to see a guy about my age with dark brown hair and ice blue eyes, a little less icy than mine. I had to admit he was hot.
"Why, yes you may," I said, taking one of his hands in mine and putting the other on his shoulder. He put his hand on my hip. "You do know how to tango, right?" He smirked.
"A little," he said. "I'm Luke, by the way."
"Well, Luke, it's nice to meet you. I'm Billi," I said.
"I return the feeling, Billi." He twirled me like a pro when it came time to dance. We stepped in tune with the other dancers.
"You know more than just a little tango, Luke," I said. His smirk got bigger as he dipped me.
"You're not so rustly yourself," he said.
"Let's just see how much you can handle," I said, falling into more complicated steps. He kept up with no dificulty. "Have you taken lessons?"
"No. Tango was the primary dance in my household," he said.
"Oh. I just kind of got forced into all sorts of ballroom dances," I said.
"That must have sucked," he said.
"No, it was fun. I only say forced because I didn't choose it," I said.
"Crazy how people can force you to do something you don't wanna do and then you end up loving it, isn't it?" he said.
"Yeah, but it uncovers a new talent," I pointed out.
"True, true," he said. We spent a while dancing and talking. He was a great guy. His parents own a mini mart in Tennesee. He got a scholarship in London. His sister, Julie, is going into her last year in college after this summer.
"You were a cheerleader?" he asked when I told him that I was the head cheerleader in high school. "Somehow, I can't imagine you in a little cheerleader's uniform with pigtails and pompoms." I rolled my eyes.
"Well try. That's exactly what I had to wear," I said. He laughed.
"Can you moonwalk?" he asked.
"Why, yes I can. In heels, too," I said. He steered me away from the dance floor.
"Show me then," he said. I held up the bottom of my dress and moonwalked. He laughed and applauded. "That's awesome!"
"I know I am," I said, flipping my hair. He laughed even harder.
"Come on. Your feet have to hurt from all that dancing," he said, taking my hand and leading me to a row of chairs along the wall. I sat down and he sat next to me.
"So, like, what are you doing here?" I asked. "At the ball, I mean."
"You may not believe me, but I'm a relative to the Queen," he said.
"Get out," I said.
"No, I'm serious," he said. He pulled out his invitation. I read: Lukas Nethers Windsor Anderson, you are cordially invited to Her Royal Hieness's celebration of her coming of age.
"Wow. You weren't kidding," I said. He nodded. "You're so lucky. You're practically royalty."
"It's not as glamorous as it seemes. The press have been killing me since word got out," he said. I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Aww you poor baby," I said. He chuckled.
"You kind of improved my evening," he said. I looked at him and our eyes met. I felt alive, whole for the first time in a long time since my mom died. I leaned in and kissed him smack on the lips. He held my head between his hands. I tangled my hands in his hair. He pulled back to look at me. "Let's get rid of the mask, shal we?" He lifted the mask from my face, careful not to poke me in the eye of something. "God, you're beautiful." His lips were back on mine in a second. I leaned into him. He pulled back. "Come." He stood up. I followed. He took my hand, towing me towards a staircase. At the top was a hallway. We went to the last door. He unlocked it to reveal a very lavish room. It had a king sized bed with silk gold sheets. I walked in and he shut and locked the door behind me. He was instantly kissing me. I happily kissed him back. He picked me up in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Next thing I knew, my back hit the mattress. I arched my back up toward Luke. He pulled out the jewel barrette in my hair, throwing it on the bedside table. He slid his hands into my thick blond curls.
"Luke," I moaned into his mouth. He kissed me harder. I brushed my tongue against his lip, asking for entrance. He gladly granted it.
"I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive. You're a redneck heartbreak that's really bad at lying. So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time. As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn," Taylor Swift sung from my phone. It was a personal favorite of mine, but, frankly, right now I seriously hated it.
"Jesus," I said as Luke got off me so I could get my phone. "Hello?"
"Yeah, hi to you, too," Ruby said. "Jeeze what's your damage?"
"Luke, will you excuse me for just one second?" I said, getting up and walking outside. "I'm with a flippin' hot guy in his room, Rue. Now is not the time."
"He didn't mess your hair up did he?" she asked.
"I don't know. Probably. He took out the barrette," I said. "Is there a reason for this call?"
"Jim wanted you to know that the mission can be aborted. Rob caught the guy," she said.
"Yeah, okay. So, like, can I go back to my hunk?" I said irritably.
"Yes you may," she say. I hung up and ran into the room. Luke was leaning against the wall.
"Who was that?" he asked.
"My little sister," I said as he started to kiss my neck.
"Mmmm. Nice ringtone," he said into my neck.
"Not funny. That's one of my favorite songs. It could have been 'Give You Hell' by All-American Rejects if it was my brother," I said.
"True. That would have been worse," he said, picking me up. "Now, where we?" He laid be back on the bed and kissed me. My hands went directly to his hair. One of his arms wrapped around my waist and the other hand trailed down my waist to the back of my thigh. He brought it up and around his waist. I licked his bottom lip. He opened his mouth. My back arched toward him. He unzipped my dress, bringing it down off my shoulders. I wiggled to help him get me out of the dress. Once that was gone, I took off his blazer, then unbuttoned his shirt. I felt up and down his abs, feeling the muscles there twitched as my fingers skimmed over them.
"Luke... Luke I have to... uh tell you something," I said against his lips.
"You can tell me anything," he said.
"I'm a... I'm a spy," I said. He pulled back to look at me.
"You're a what?" he asked me
"A spy," I said. "I was sent to find a suspect that would be here. All clues pointed to him and trust me, there were a lot of rules he broke," I said.
"What was his name?" Luke asked.
"Can't tell you. It's bad enough that I just told you that I am a spy. One of my men just got him, though. Mission aborted." He smiled.
"Jeeze. I'm in love with a spy," he said. I looked at him.
"You're in love with me?" I asked.
"Yes. Of course I am," he said.
"So am I," I said. "I mean I'm in love with you, not me."
"So, like, how did you even get in here?" he asked.
"One of my men is working the velvet rope," I said. "Now stop talking." I crashed my lips back on his. That ended most talking from there, though there was moaning, grunting, screaming, ext. At the end, I ended up falling on top of him, resting my head on his chest.
"I love you," I panted.
"Love you, too," he said, just as breathless. There was a knock on the door. "Go away," Luke called. I turned my head and listened to his heart. Then there was another knock. "Go the fuck away." An another knock. "Who the hell is it?" He sat up, hugging me to his chest. He slid me under the covers. "Stay here." He grabbed his pants and slid them up, not even bothing to button then. He answered the door, only to be greeted by a manic flashing of lights. It was then that I realized it was the paparazzi. I looked at them, surprised.
"Lukas, is she a one night stander?"
"Lukas, who is she?"
"Lukas, do you plan on making your relationship with this one known?"
They asked question after question. I screamed.
"Shut the fuck up and get the fuck out of this fucking room," I screamed furiously at the press. They shrunk and backed out.
"Um, wow. How did you do that? It takes me forever to get rid of them," he said.
"You just have to scare them and they leave. I've been taught human behavior in the Academy, where I was trained to be a spy. The human mind is complicated. It is willing to get on rediculous rollercoasters, but will not deal with other humans that appear scary or even lethal to them. Crazies," I said. He smiled and sat next to me on the bed.
"Those are average humans for you," he said. He wrapped his armss around me, covers and all, and pulled me into his lap. "I guess we're not average, are we?"
"I guess not." I got up, reaching for my clothes. "Shal we make ourselves known?" I asked. He smiled.
"Yes, we shal," he said. We got dressed and, with much dificulty, I got my hair back the way it was before. "Hurry up, Billi. You look beautiful," Luke said from behind me in the bathroom as he hooked my necklace around my neck. "Come on." He kissed under my ear. I shivered.
"Okay, I'm done," I said, placing the clip in so that some curls fell out to frame my face.
"Wait, I forgot. Mom told me to give this to the person I love deeply," he said, running out of the bathroom and returning with a bracelet. It was silver with diamonds in it. It swirled at some points and was flowers in other places. I smiled at him.
"It's beautiful," I said as he slipped it on my wrist.
"Just like the person wearing it," he said, turning my wrist this way and that. He let my wrist go and held out his arm for me to take. I took it and we walked downstairs. Nearly everyone was still there. This was an all night thing.
"Oh, there you are, Lukas," I heard an accented elderly woman's voice behind us. I turned to see the Queen. I curtsied automatically.
"Your Majesty," I greeted. She smiled at me.
"And who is this, Lukas?" she asked. She looked like she was seeing the most perfect couple in the world.
"This is Billi, my date, so to say," he said. The Queen nodded. She looked at me directly.
"Go easy on him," she said jokingly. "He's a good boy." I laughed.
"I'll keep that in mind, Your Majesty," I said.
"Young lady, you look like you could sing. Do you sing or play anything?" she asked. I nodded.
"Won the talent shows in high school all 4 years in a row," I said. She smiled.
"Well, I would be honored if you would sing us a song," she said.
"The honor is all mines, Your Grace," I said. I walked up on the stage where the DJ was.
"The Queen wants me to sing for her," I whispered. I knew this guy. He was another one of my guys, Jake. "What should I sing?"
"Whatever you want to sing," he said.
"Ooo. I know what I'm singing," I said, an evil smile on my lips. I whispered it in his ear and he cracked up.
"Sure, Bill, sure," he said, giving me the mic.
"He y'all," I said to the croud. "The Queen has asked me to sing a song. She wasn't very specific which song, and I thought I'd make this ball a, well ball with this up beat favorite of mine. Hit is, Jakey!" Jake started the music and laughter rolled through the great hall. I smiled and started to sing.
"I wake up every evening with a big smile smile on my face
And It never seems out of place.
And you're still probably working at a 95 pace
I wonder how bad that tastes.
When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
Now where's your picket fense love?
And where's that shiny car?
And did it ever get you far?
You never seemed so tense love.
Never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are?
And truth be told I miss you.
And truth be told I'm lying.
When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
Tomorrow you'll be thinkin' to yourself
Where'd it all go wrong?
Well, the list goes on and on.
And truth be told I miss you.
And truth be told I'm lying.
When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell.
Now you'll never see what you've done to me.
Take back your memories
They're no good to me.
And here's all your lies
You can't look me in the eyes
With that sad, sad look that you wear so well.
When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you hear this song and sing alond, but you'll never tell
That you're the fool I'm just as well, hope it gives you hell.
When you hear this song
I hope that it will give you hell.
You can sing along
I hope that it puts you through hell."
When I finnished, the crowd erupted into cheers. I bowed like I had gotten a curtain call. I began to leave stage, but they started chanting, "Encore!" I smiled and went back on stage.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you more," I said. I told Jake my next song. "Okay, so, how many people here have Bieber Fever?" The croud when crazy. "Well, here's something that will get you going. Do your stuff, Jake." The music to "Somebody to Love" by Justin Bieber started.
"For you I'd write a symphony,
I'd tell the violin,
It's time to sink or swim,
Watch them play for ya,
For you I'd be, (whoa oh)
Running a thousand miles,
Just to get to where you are.
Step to the beat of my heart,
I don't need a whole lot,
But for you I admit I,
I'd rather give you the world,
Or we can share mine,
I know I won't be the first one,
giving you all this attention,
Baby listen,
I just need somebody to love,
I don't need too much, just somebody to love,
Somebody to love.
I don't need nothing else,
I promise boy I swear,
I just need somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
Every day,
I bring the sun around,
I sweep away the clouds,
Smile for me.
I would take,
Every second, every single time,
Spend it like my last dime.
Step to the beat of my heart,
I don't need a whole lot,
But for you I admit I,
I'd rather give you the world,
Or we can share mine,
I know I won't be the first one,
Givin' you all this attention,
Baby listen,
I just need somebody to love,
I don't need too much, just somebody to love,
Somebody to love.
I don't need nothing else,
I promise boy I swear,
I just need somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
Somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
I just need somebody to love.
And you can have it all,
Anything you want,
I can bring; give you the finer things, yeah
But what I really want,
I can't find cause,
Money can't find me,
Somebody to love (oh, oh)
Find me somebody to love (whoah ohh)
I need somebody to love,
I don't need too much, just somebody to love,
Somebody to love.
I don't need nothing else,
I promise boy I swear,
I just need somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
Somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
I just need somebody to love.
I need somebody, I need somebody,
I need somebody, I need somebody
I need somebody to love.
To love, to love.
Is she out there?
Is she out there?
Is she out there?
I just need somebody to love."
I bowed as I had before as the cheers followed my proformance.
"Any other songs?" I asked the crowd. Hands went up. "Sir in the white tux and bird mask."
"'Love Story' by Taylor Swift," he suggested. I nodded.
"Play it, J," I said. The music came on and I started singing.
"We were both young, when I first saw you.
I close my eyes and the flashback starts-
I'm standing there, on a balcony in summer air.
I see the lights; see the party, the ball gowns.
I see you make your way through the crowd-
You say hello, little did I know...
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles-
And my daddy said "stay away from Juliet"-
And I was crying on the staircase-
begging you, "Please don't go..."
And I said...
Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,
It's a love story, baby, just say yes.
So I sneak out to the garden to see you.
We keep quiet, because we're dead if they knew-
So close your eyes... escape this town for a little while.
Oh, Oh.
Cause you were Romeo - I was a scarlet letter,
And my daddy said "stay away from Juliet" -
but you were everything to me-
I was begging you, "Please don't go"
And I said...
Romeo take me somewhere, we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess.
It's a love story, baby, just say yes-
Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel.
This love is difficult, but it's real.
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess.
It's a love story, baby, just say yes.
Oh, Oh.
I got tired of waiting.
Wondering if you were ever coming around.
My faith in you was fading-
When I met you on the outskirts of town.
And I said...
Romeo save me, I've been feeling so alone.
I keep waiting, for you but you never come.
Is this in my head, I don't know what to think-
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said...
Marry me Juliet, you'll never have to be alone.
I love you, and that's all I really know.
I talked to your dad - go pick out a white dress
It's a love story, baby just say... yes.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh.
'cause we were both young when I first saw you."
I bowed for the 3rd time tonight. I didn't care, though. I was having a blast. I stood up there for abour 20 or 15 minutes singing what the people wanted my to sing. I sung songs like "U Smile" by Justin Bieber, "Unfaithful" by Rihanna, "Our Song" by Taylor Swift, and "Round and Round" by Selena Gomez. When someone had suggested that, I had to repress laughter. It was just ironic. In the video, Selena is a teen spy, like me, but I'm a bit older.
I finally got pooped and walked off stage, never mind the whines from the crowd. I was instantly enveloped in the arms of my lover.
"That was amazing, Billi!" he exclaimed.
"Why thank you," I said. "I need something to drink. Excuse me." I walked over to the snack table. I got some punch and it felt so good on my thoat after have just sung about 10 songs none stop.
"Billi, that was stupendous," I heard the Queen's voice say. I turned in the direction of her voice. She was a few feet away. I curtsied.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," I said.
"You don't have to be so formal," she said. "If my nephew loves you, then I love you. Feel free to call me Lizzy, darling."
"Okay, Lizzy," I said. "Can I say Liz for short?" She nodded. "Okay, I think I'll go fing Luke. He's probably waiting."
"Go on, dear. Have fun," she said.
"I think I will." I smiled. I found Luke sitting in a chair against the wall.
"Hey, handsome," I said, plopping down on his lap.
"Hey gorgeous," he said, kissing along my neck. I giggled.
"That tickles," I said.
"Oh, does it? How about this?" He started tickling my abdomen. I burst out into giggles.
"Luke... Luke! Stop! It! I! Can't! Breathe!" I gasped out between giggles.
"Why should I?" he asked.
"This is why!" I started tickling him back. He gasped and started to laugh his brains out.
"Okay! Okay! I give!" he gasped. I smiled and stopped tickling him.
"Are you going to be a good boy?" I asked.
"I don't know. What if I'm a bad boy?" he asked.
"Then I punish you," I said, putting on a deep Russian accent. He shivered.
"I think I'll be bad," he said, grabbing my waist. I felt him grow hard underneath me.
"I swear if you embarrass me in front of all these people, no sex for a week," I warned.
"Okay, Billi," he said, resting his head on my shoulder. A jive song came on just then. I grinned.
"I wanna jive," I said.
"Do we have to?" he whined as I stood up.
"Yes, we do," I said. "Now be good and jive with me." He sighed and got up. I had to say that he was good at jiving. He was fast, able to keep up with me and the fast rythm of the music.
"You know, we would do pretty damn good on Dancing with the Stars. I mean, you're practically a celebrity. I've got a high degree in dance. We could get on there."
"Who do you like better? Len Goodman, Simon Cowell, or Piers Morgan?" he asked.
"Mmmmm, Piers is being nicer this season, so Piers Morgan." Our words were kind of shaky due to the act we were still dancing. In the jive dance, you have to jump around. Alot. Imagine how hard that is in high heels. But I managed. After the jive dance, a slow song came on. We smiled at each other and hugged each other close. We swung in tune to the music.
"I love you," I said. He kissed my hair.
"I love you, too," he said. I looked up at him. He leaned down to kiss me. I got on my tip toes. Okay, so, the next part was instinctive. My right leg went up, like in The Princess Diaries. My first kick foot kiss. Everyone stopped dancing and snapped pictures. No duh. Queen Elizabeth flippin' hot nephew is kissing a blond chick. Of course they would want to show their friends that. I really didn't care. All that mattered was Luke. He was my everything now.
"You're mine, right?" he asked. I smiled.
"Of course I am," I said.
"Good. I need to be sure that you're staying," he said.
I put my hand on his cheek. "I'm not going anywhere," I said softly. He smiled and kissed me again. We spent the night mingling and talking to Lizzy and dancing. I had fun. But I eventually fell aspeep on Luke's lap.
What a night.
This waz fun 2 write. I luvd it. Links 2 Billi's dress, mask, and bracelet on profile. There's also a link to her. There r 2 that could work 4 her. Tell me which 1 u think is better. Then there's also a link 2 Luke and Lizzy (Queen Elizabeth). BTW da Royal name in Luke's name is Windsor. His mom is Royal, his dad is not. Check out my other Misc. FanFic, Days vs. Nights, which is about vampires. 'Kay, so, love you all! TTYN b-oches (Paris Hilton said that on a commercial 4 Paris Hilton's New BFF).
Love,
Ashley Fangalicous Palmisano (I am so Fangalicous, it's almost scary) (This is also my Facebook name)