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.

"Yes. I saved her and she just turned out to be connected to your boss. Fate seems to be on our side so far." I smile, grabbing for his hand.

"It seems so."

We get inside and he turns to me, "You go say your goodbyes and I'll find you after. We will then go get your stuff and get on a plane out of here."

I nod, "Alright."

We kiss once more and head in separate directions. I approach Adelaide and smile, "It seems I'll be going."

She gasps, "Nooo! So soon?"

"It seems so! I have had a wonderful time and thank you for inviting me. How can we stay in contact?"

Adelaide hands me a piece of paper with her number written on it, "Here you go."

"Thank you so much!" I tell her, kissing her cheek. "We will meet again someday, I can feel it."

She laughs, "As do I."

We part ways and I head towards Zayn who is already walking towards me, "Let's go."

After we get all my things from my motel, we head to Zayn's private plane and board inside. We sit down and get comfortable before take-off.

"Where are we heading?" I ask, letting him grab a hold of my hand.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." He winks, smirking.

I can't help but roll my eyes, "That is a line way overused. Just tell me?"

"Nope."

He gets us some drinks and I take a sip. "Can you tell me more about the Devil?"

"What about him?" He asks, tensing up slightly.

"Anything. Why he does do what he does? How did he pick you? Why did he pull Harry into this? What can he do?" I ask, the questions pouring out.

"He does what he does because he is plain evil. No other reason. He was made to be this way, Mia. It's his nature. He picked me because I was alone and scared, I had no idea what to do...I was so alone. And I was angry. I was so mad and wanted revenge on those people for taking my life away. I wanted justice, and he gave me that. He gave me a chance to get that justice." He shifts his body towards me, looking me right in the eye as he goes on. "He picked Harry because Harry was just like me. He was alone and scared and didn't know what was happening or what to do. And he wanted revenge on me for killing him, although I didn't mean to, I must add. He picked Harry because the Devil wants me gone. I went against his wishes and he wants me dead. And by "what can he do", do you mean powers? Like the ones I can do?"

I nod, fascinated by all this information. "Yes, what powers does he have?"

"He can do everything I can do. Compulsion, shape-shifting, and all that jazz. But he can do so much more. I don't know all of it, but there is a reason he is so feared, darling."

"I see." I say, nodding. "Do you think he's capable of changing?"

"He could if he wanted to, but he doesn't want to. So no, I don't think so."

After the painfully long airplane ride, we hop off the plane. My jaw drops, "Rio? Seriously?"

"Seriously." He grins, grabbing our bags. "It's one of my favorite vacation places."

As we walk through the terminals, many workers run up to us, "Ohhh! Welcome back, Mr. Malik!"

"Hello, everybody." Zayn greets, grinning at everybody. "It's so nice to see you all again."

"Need taxi?" One lady asks, a big smile on her face. "To same place?"

"Yes, thank you." He agrees, pulling me forward with him.

"Who is this beautiful woman?" A man asks, sending everybody else away.

"This is...my girlfriend, Mia."

"It's so nice to meet you, Mia." The man tells me, shaking my hand.

"It's so nice to meet you too, Mr...?" I tell him, trailing off.

"Call me Toby."

"Toby." I correct myself, smiling.

"We hope this crazy man treats you good!" He says to me, laughing as he looks over at Zayn.

"He does, thank you."

Zayn smiles at Toby as he walks us out to our taxi, "Thank you. Your assistance always means the world to me."

"Have a good time, sir."

We get in the car and I laugh, "You are quite popular with these people."

"They just know me very well. They are all amazing people." Zayn tells me, his eyes lighting up.

"So where are we going?" I ask, watching the city lights go by in a blur.

"To one of my rentals. It's absolutely amazing. You'll love it. It does require a boat ride, however."

"Alright."

After a while longer, the taxi stops and we hop out and board onto a boat. Zayn pays the man, "Thank you!"

I sit down in the boat and watch as Zayn starts it up. "Are you driving this thing?"

"Hell yes." He grins.

"Zayn, no." I tell him, scared we'll end up crashing.

"Mia, it'll be alright. Trust me."

"Okay, I trust you..."

After about half an hour, we pull up to a small island with a house on it.

My mouth falls open, "This is amazing."

"I agree." Zayn grins, looking over it. "The view is even better from the master suite."

I follow Zayn in with our bags and set them down at the front door. "This is literally insane."

He doesn't reply, he just leads me farther into the home. "Look at this."

My eyes wander over the view of the ocean from the master suite, "Oh my god."

"Breathtaking, isn't it?"

"Absolutely." I turn around and notice him staring at me with admiration. "What?"

"I need you, Mia." He whispers, pulling me close.

My breathing stops and I can't speak.

"Can I?" Zayn asks, his hands playing with my pants' buttons.

I nod, "Yes."

He unbuttons my pants and leads me to the bed, laying me down. I watch breathlessly as he pulls my pants off, leaving me in my underwear and shirt. Cautiously, he pulls my shirt off as he looks at me in the eyes, making sure it's okay. I don't stop him.

"I love you, Mia Clarke." He whispers, kissing me. "I love you so damn much."

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