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My boyfriend, Zayn, was on tour. Of course I missed him, but as a MI6 agent this was the time I made the most money. When Zayn's out of town I'm not as reluctant to go on undercover trips. I don't have to worry so much. That brings me to my current dilemma, I was sent to New York..... and so was Zayn. I usually keep up with his schedule because, well, if not I end up like this. Me, the Willow Sanders, is in big trouble. Zayn hasn't seen me yet and i'm really counting on my hat right now. I can't just get up and leave, not smart. So I'm sitting here, at a table, with some guy belived to have killed many people, havng tea. No biggy. I hate to say it, and its hard, but my partner will have to take my place. I can't risk shooting the guy in public and i'm sure as heck not going anywhere with him. Zayn isn't allowed to know what I do for a living until there are marriage plans, agencys rules not mine. I wouldn't call sitting here cheating, i'm doing the right thing.... I think. Oh screw this, I can't stay here. Getting up and pulling my hat down further as the guy was saying something was probably not my best move. As soon as I had turned around to leave he started yelling "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING SLUT?" I hadn't been flirting, just talking. How does that make me a slut? Oh well, just walk away quickly before the boys see who he's yelling at. They shouldn't be able to reconigse me by my clothes, I basically had a whole wardrobe the boys knew nothing about. It pretty saves me half the time. You'd be suprised how many fans just walk by when you dress differently. I made it to my hotel safely, though it took some time to get the man off my trail.He is very consistent.Distracted from my thoughts, I didn't hear when my phone went off. If I had heard I would have seen the the alert my friend and partner sent me. It only said that the boys were switching to my hotel because of problems with a slutty maid. But hey, I should pay more attention. Honestly, how many times is this going to happen? A whole bunch of screaming and yelling from fans had brought me to my senses. Instantly running around and packing everything in sight. I will not risk my relationship, sure its wrong, but this is national security. I protect my country...and my love life. Though some things are really doomed to happen. Like the boys to come laughing down the hall making sure everyone heard them. Jumping out of the window was an option, but that's not happening, I like my heels. I'm just going to get that killer in some alley and then get out of here. Suprisingly, after only a few hours I found my way onto the plane and settled in my seat. You'd never belive who sat down next to me then....ZAYN Fuck. Me

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