"He's weird, isn't he?" I asked Niall.

He nodded, and looked worried when I told him what happened in the mall. Liam himself had gone up to his room, he said he felt sick.

"How he acted.. It's something we've missed.." Niall said.

"No, I don't think we have, I just think he hasn't felt ready to tell us yet.. God, I wanna know.." I said and scratched my head.

"Well, if he's keeping it from us.. maybe he thinks it's for the best?"

I looked at Niall. He was really trying to help me. When I thought about it, he was actually a really good friend. Probably my closest right now.

"I'm sure he will tell you.. You mean a lot to him." Niall smiled.

"Really?"

"Yeah! I have seen his face light up when your name is mentioned." Niall said and smiled himself.

"Well, thanks.."

"No problem, Kath. I'm always here for you if you wanna talk, or something.." He stuttered.

I blushed.

"Niall.." I whispered.

He blushed too, and slightly smiling. He was so cute. Hug him, idiot, I thought. So I stood up and sat down beside him, looking deep into his eyes before crashing in his arms. There was a few shocking seconds from Niall, but then he finally found my back and squeezed me.

"Thank you." I said in his shoulder.

I could feel him smiling. He smelled so good. Not parfume, or deodorant. He just smelled so good, all by himself. Then I pulled away, and stood up.

"Sweet dreams." Niall blushed.

"You too."

All the way up the stairs, I could feel his eyes on me. It was a good feeling though.
When I got to the dormitory, I closed the door and slowly slid down the wall. I was sweating, and my heart was beating. Harry, Louis, Niall, Zayn and Liam.. All those names did mean something to me, something seriously messed up. What was my feelings telling me? What was happening? I wasn't.. I couldn't.. I would be a hooker if I.. No, I didn't wanna think about it. But I couldn't get it out of my head.. Luckily, Bim opened the door and kind of saved me.

"Hey.." I said and stood up.

"Hey, do you want some candy?" She asked and held a paper-bag in front of me.

"No thanks."

She furrowed her eyebrows.

"I think I'm having a migraine, so I'm going to sleep it off.. Goodnight.." I mumbled and fell into my bed.

I was lying, I really just needed some time thinking things through. What I really felt. I thought of Harrys sexy voice, Louis charm, Zayns shining eyes, Liams warm eyes and Nialls blushing. That's the last things I remembered thinking of before falling asleep.
It was dark, and quiet, and I didn't know what was happening. What I did know was that some noise had woken me up. I sat up in my bed. And there it was again, the noise that woke me up. It was knocking on the door. I put on a bathrobe and a pair of slippers. Then I opened the door and I was surprised by who was behind it.

"Zayn..? What are you.." I started but interrupted myself by yawning.

He chuckled. I was surprised about how dressed he was, he even had a jacket on.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"About 3:15am." He grinned.

"What..? Why are you here?"

He lowered his voice.

"It's Liam. I was out for a smoke and I happened to look inside, and I saw him walking down the stairs, and down to that place you spot him in for a few days ago."

"Okay, did you follow him?" I asked.

"No, I couldn't. But I know you handled things so well the last time, so I just thought maybe you could.. You know, go down there to talk to him.."

I sighed.

"I don't know Zayn, I just-"

"Please." He begged. "We're all really worried about him. Maybe he'll tell you what is going on. People are always more vulnerable at night. Please?"

I looked at him, did he have tears in his eyes? No, it must've been the light. But he succeed. I gave up and nodded.

"Fine. Now go and get some sleep."

"Okay, good luck." Zayn smiled and started walking down the corridor.

I quickly got dressed and made sure to write a note to Bim, just in case. And as quiet as I can, walked down all the hallways and corridors, and finally got to the cafeteria. I walked through the pitch-black room I found the other day, and felt the broken chain in my hands. So I slowly pushed on the door open, and walked in. Gosh, it was creepy in the night. Maybe he wasn't even here anymore, in that case, I was all alone in a big library. Scary..
But I walked further in. And far ahead of me, I could hear a man-sobbing. And as my eyes were adjusting to the darkness, I could see a figure sitting on a chair next to a table.

"Liam?" I said.

He didn't even look up. He kept sobbing. I got closer, and the crying got louder. He had his face buried in his hands. Just when I was a few metres ahead of him, I saw a chair on the other side of the table. Perfect, I thought. I took it and put it next to Liam.

"Hey, Liam.." I whispered and touched his shoulder.

"They're back, Kath.." He stuttered.

I had never seen a guy that cried so much that his voice was shaking. It was heartbreaking to see him like that.

"Who, Liam?" I asked.

He lifted his face up from his hands. It was wet from all the tears, and he looked tired and exhausted.

"Liam.." I whispered and held my hand in his. "Are you drunk?"

He laughed. It was uncomfortable, it was like a scary movie.

"No, I'm not. I can't drink.."

"What do you mean?"

He was quiet for a while, but then he just shrugged his shoulders and laughed again.

"I can't drink, because I only have one working kidney." He said simply.

I was quiet. A long time. I couldn't believe. Did he just tell me the truth? Why would he lie?

"I can't keep lying to you, Kath. I want you to know the truth."

Notes

The truth, huh? Well, you will all see what truth he is talking about in the next chapter! I gotta sleep now. Sweet dreams! Love, A.

If Kath is falling for all of them, how are they going to work this out? How do you think they should work it out?

What do you think the big "truth" is?