Chapter 4: The Girl

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Liam POV

Well, we're here at the jet and were boarding. When were heading to Uncle Si's office we noticed this girl with long red hair in a s.h.i.e.l.d uniform and guns at her ankle. With a fist that looked electric.

"Guys who do you think the girl was?" Harry asks.

"She looked hot." Zayn says.

"When I asked Simon. He looked like he knew who she was but didn't want to tell us." Louis adds.

"Well, lets not spend all night thinking about her. Even you, Zayn." I say. When I point at Zayn he slouches down in the jet seat acting like he's completely innocent.

Then I notice that where in the air and everyone but Zayn is asleep.

"Zayn, what are you doing still up?" I ask him in bewilderment.

He has his sketch book up to his face and his jet light on.

"ZAYN!!" I yell into his ear.

He pops up and I jump back in surprise.

"I'm not drawing or painting the girl in my sketchbook." He says.

I look at the sketchbook that wide open on the tray table that's connected to the back of Niall's seat.

"How do you remember ever detail of her?" I ask him surprised.

Looking at the picture I sort of think that she's a crime fighter especially with the fist and the guns at her ankles.

"You did good." I compliment him.

He puts the sketchbook back in his bag falling right back to sleep and I head back to my seat to do the same.

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