“Wait, what?” Louis seemed to struggle with what he wanted to say. “I know how you feel about Elizabeth and what you’ve been trying to do the past few days. And normally, I’d kill you for hitting on her, but… the way you two act around each other is so… well, even I am not that cruel to come between that. And I forgot, because there were other things going on, but I also need to thank you for taking care of her.” I didn’t really know what to say. Was he approving of us being together? Even though there was no… Okay, never mind. “And, I also came to tell you some good news. My mom called me and she told me that the police found a trace of Tyson. Well, his car was spotted in Belgium and… here, in London. So it means that he was there the day she went missing and that he’s probably staying in his sisters apartment.” I couldn’t help but to think of my dream. Was that what she meant? Or was my mind just playing tricks on me. Probably the last part. “Sure?” “No, but it is the only lead we have.” “And now?” “We wait.” I take my pillow, shove it in my face and scream. All I did was waiting, and driving myself crazy with my far too vivid imagination. “You think she’s really there?” I asked softly. Louis didn’t answer. I think we were thinking the same. He’d been so careful to hide her, this was too good to be true.

Notes

Sorry, it is short, but I kind of have a lot of homework and work and... I got the stupidest assignment ever: write a diary about your emotions. Hellooooo, the feels are impossible to describe -___________-

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