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MI6- my night off

chapter 3

Nina’s POV

The concert started, they were really good live, they were full of energy and really seemed to be enjoying it. I felt like Harry was staring at me though, “Harry is totally staring at you!” Rachel shouted, “I thought that, I’m sure he’s not though” I laughed, “come on your hot, plus you now know how to pole dance, and you could totally take him if he messes you around!” laughed Rachel, she was right, I found it so hard to keep a boyfriend because it’s so hard to lie to them all the time, and there are only so many times you can say you walked into a door when he sees a new bruise or cut on your body, tough job being in MI6!

The concert was almost over; it had been a great night, just what I needed after the last month. Suddenly I heard a far too familiar noise in the distance. “Please tell me you didn’t hear a gun shot?” I said to Rachel, “ye I heard it, you stay here I’ll go talk to security” she said as she ran off through the crowd. I was on high alert. Suddenly the music was interrupted by a loud scattering of gun shots, clearly someone had fired into the air, 7 guys with large machine guns piled onto the stage, the crowd screamed, the music stopped, one of the guys grabbed a microphone and addressed the crowd, “I suggest that if you want to survive you leave now!” he shouted, he turned to Liam, Harry, Louis, Zayn and Niall, “sorry guys but you’re staying here!” suddenly everyone ran out in a hurry, within minutes the only people left in the stadium were the One Direction guys, the 7 masked guys on stage and the other 6 masked guys who were locking all the doors to trap us into the large stadium, oh and me! “What do we have here? A stupid little fan wanting to stay behind” the large masked guy in charge laughed as he looked at me, one of his guys suddenly grabbed me from behind, he held me in a tight grip with my hands behind my back. So much for my night off!!!

“Well what can I say I’m known to do stupid things” I laughed silently, “hmmm stupid but hot, I’m sure we can find a use for you!” he laughed sickly, ugh what a pig! “Ok then, enlighten me, and everyone else here….what do you want?” I asked. The large guy in charge took off his mask, “money darlin, what else? Nice little sum of money for these 5 hot shots don’t you think” he laughed, the guys looked terrified, I was surprised they were holding it together so well though. He lifted his arm to gesture for his guys to take us backstage where they can keep an eye on us better. I spotted his tattoo on his right arm, I noticed it immediately, it was a gang symbol, the same gang that I had spent all month infiltrating. Shit I hope they don’t recognise me, I didn’t recognise him though. “Nice tattoo, I heard some of your lot got busted yesterday, you finally been allowed to make the shots then?” I said, I knew it was a bad idea to goad him but if I got him annoyed he might let his guard down and I can work out how to get me and the guys out of this situation. He stared at me, his eyes pierced through me, “do I know you? now I think about it you look familiar” he said as he approached me, shit that was not the response I was hoping for, he roughly grabbed my face, “hmmm you look similar, different hair and eye colour though…you could change that though…..” he roughly lifted up my shirt so my stomach was revealed, he grabbed my waist tightly and held me in place while he examined my hip, I knew what he was looking for. On my hip was a small tattoo of a butterfly with the inscription underneath saying ‘live life’ during my undercover operation I couldn’t hide the tattoo. “Ah ha, Crystal! I knew you looked familiar; it was hard to tell though since you have your clothes on! Maybe we can rectify this later. I was never allowed to play with you since you were James’s slut, but as you know James is no longer here is he? I’m assuming you had something to do with that?” he asked as he ran his hands down my sides roughly.

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