Zayn POV
We decided to stay in Russia for a bit longer. I haven't slept,eat,or even walk outside. I am crushed I feel like her not being with me makes me feel dead inside like she's apart of me. The boys have been trying to make me feel better,but I wouldn't let them because of how torn I feel.
After having a few minutes of silence the boys burst into the hotel room I look up from the bed and notice Liam holding a magazine and all there red faces.
Liam hands me the magazine.
"Look at the cover. I grabbed the English version so you would be able to read it." He says pointing at the magazine laying next to me.
I do as he says and notice future wife or should to make it easier the girl a fancy so well.
"She's being held by the government and she went to the surgical room they have in the jail for getting shot and no one knows why. But she's still living." Liam continues the boys are just chugging down water.
"Do you think we can...."Liam cuts me off.
"Find her.... Yeah, we can. But we can't go as us." He says also chugging down water.
"I know!" Niall suddenly says.
"I can probably pretend to be a Russian guard by having Sasha our make-up stylist use whatever she can. And then.....BOOM!!! I'm a Russian guard. And I can take her away." Niall continues.
"That could actually work. I never knew you had a brain Nialler." I say smiling at him.
Then they all burst out laughing and realize that was also funny so I start laughing to. Then I start getting all serious thinking about the girl with red hair.
"Niall call Sasha." I say to Nialler.
He takes his phone out his pocket probably searching threw his contacts looking for the number.
He puts the black iPhone up to his ear probably talking to Sasha.
"Hello," Nialler says. Me and the guys are just trying to listen to the conversation.
"May I talk to Sasha please?"
"Yes. I'll hold."
He takes the phone off of his ear.
"Guys, guess what? I'm on hold." He says it like its a good thing.
"Just talk to her." Liam says plopping himself on the bed.
Nialler heads back to the phone.
"Sasha, I have something to ask."
"Can you give me a disguise?"
"A Russian guard."
"We're at the Latte hotel Moscow in Russia. Can you swing by?"
"Thanks,bye."
He hangs up the phone and jumps in the air with his fist reaching for the sky like superman.
"What she say?" I ask him.
"She's going to give me a makeover." Nialler says.
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Black Widow
FanfictionThis story is about a 20 year old girl who's job is to fight crime and protect. Her uncle is Simon Cowell and he gave her the job to protect the boys. When they first find out who she is they take it as a stalker. Will they let her protect?
