Shadows//Z.M

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Mia's POV:

I smile, "Zayn."

He looks over me, eyes wandering all over me, trying to figure out what to say. "How did you find me?"

"It took some time, but I remember you saying something about Alaska and Russia. I started with Alaska and didn't find you, so I came here. You are one hard man to find, Mr. Malik."

Zayn lets out a small laugh, "How did my Mia pull this off?"

"Well...I'm kind of "missing". And Niall helped me pull it off. He gave me his college money and told me to go. Helped me get away...helped me get to you. I owe everything to him." I smile, thinking about my best friend. "I actually need to message him."

I pull out my burner phone and send him a text message, letting him know I found him and that I couldn't have done this without his help.

"I'm so glad you found me..." He whispers, his thumb running over my cheek.

"Why didn't you come for me?" I ask, holding back the sobs begging to come up and be free. "I was lost without you...I was nobody."

"I know, I know you were. You were never alone, Mia. I made sure to always know how you were. I just couldn't get in contact with you...you had to forget."

"Forget everything you put me through?"

He sighs, "I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for that...I was a mess."

I shake my head, "No...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up. I already have forgiven you."

"Don't be sorry, ever."

My breathing slows down as he rests his forehead against mine, his eyes closed. We don't talk, we just stand in each other's presence, because that's enough for us.

"God, I missed you so much. You have no idea how hard it was for me to stay away, Mia...I always made sure you were okay. I just couldn't let you go..." I notice a small tear fall down his cheek, but I don't say anything about it. "I love you so much, Mia Clarke."

"I love you so much, Zayn Malik." I whisper, letting him connect our lips.

We pull apart quickly as a guard knocks on the door before entering, "Mr. Malik?"

Zayn turns to him, "Yes?"

"Mr. Thomas is looking for you. Shall I send him in?"

"No, that won't be necessary." He tells the guard, turning back to me. The guard leaves without another word and closes the door behind him.

"You need to know that Harry has made contact with me. The first time was in Alaska and he tried to get me to turn against you...when I refused, he tried to kill me. And over the weeks, I have caught glimpses of him. Once at a motel in the pool and here, actually. But I can't ever get up to him before he disappears."

His face goes cold, "Of course. Just our luck."

I laugh slightly, "I know. What will we do?"

"If you're here, he probably is too. We need to leave Russia and go on the down low for a while."

"Alright, that sounds okay. Where will we go?"

"I don't know yet. I need to go talk to my boss before we leave."

"Your boss as in the president?" I smirk, following him out of the room.

He turns around and smirks, "Maybe."

I laugh, "I met his niece, Adelaide. She's such a sweet girl and has a thing for Thomas."

"I know, they aren't too good at keeping that a secret. Is Adelaide how you got in here?" Zayn asks, leading me into the ballroom.