"This tastes good, Niall." I said and sipped on the tea Niall had bought me.

"Yeah? I prefer tea over coffee. Coffee's disgusting." He chuckled.

Classes were over, and Niall had decided to take me to a tea-shop. It was beautiful in there, and we had been sitting and talking for what seemed like forever.

"Don't say that, you're talking to the Starbucks-freak here."

Both Niall and I laughed. The television up in the ceiling catched Nialls attention, which made me start to stare at him. At his big, oceanblue eys, and at his perfectly shaped nose. My stare continued down to his pink, soft lips. Not knowing it, my tounge slowly slipped out of my mouth, and licked my own lips. I wanted to kiss him so bad. I bet he's as good as Harry at kissing, I thought and continued down to his pale, thick neck. I wouldn't leave that neck unbitten if he was in my bed..
I suddenly cleared my throat. Pull yourself together, Kath! I thought. I was supposed to have a conversation with this sweet guy, not fantasize about him.

"So, Niall.." I started, making him lay his eyes on me instead of the TV. "What do you think about all this?"

"I love it! I'd take all this tea home if I could. My mom woul-"

"Not the teashop, you nucklehead. The whole "Kath should date everyone"-thing."

"Oh, that." Niall laughed. "Well, I've already told you. I'm cool with it."

"Yeah, I know, but.. it feels like there's something you're not telling me.. You are taking all this so good.."

Niall gave me a sad smile and leaned towards me.

"Hey.."

He grabbed my hands and put them inside of his. They were warm, and that warmth quickly spread to my whole body, making my skin get goosebumps. I would like to think that only Niall could make that happen.

"There's nothing that I'm not telling you, okay? I've always been honest with you, and I'm planning on things to stay that way. And I'm only reacting so well because.. Yesterday, I was on my way to the gym, and I kind of overheard your and Harrys conversation.."

"So there was something you weren't telling me about!"

"Yeah, but now I'm secret-free!" He joked. "So, after hearing you talk about it.. it made me think, and I used it as my advantage."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, when you told the other boys, it came so sudden for them, and caught them off guard. But I had so much time to think about it, and debate with myself. And then, the decision was pretty simple."

Of course! I got everything now, Nialls fast answer, his positive side of the whole situation.

"Did you ever feel like you didn't wanna be a part of this?" I asked after a while.

"No, I didn't. Kath, you don't really know me just yet, but you will. And when you get to know me, you'll notice that I'm not the type of guy who thinks about things for a long time. I'm more of a spontanious guy, the one who jumps into things, follows his heart without thinking twice about it."

I smiled.

"I'm looking forward to get to know him."


Finally, the key went into the keyhole, and I pushed the dormitory-door open after a long day. I was ready to lay down at my bed, and sleep the whole year out.

"Hey, Bim. What's up?" I asked without making eyecontact with her.

I sat down on the couch instead, and turned on the TV.

"Oh, nothing. Just drawing." She said with her back turned to me, sitting on the chair.

"Do you draw?" I asked, very interested.

"Yeah, look. This is my latest painting." She said and picked up something from the table.

My eyes grew bigger, and a sudden anger started to sputter inside of me.

"What have you done?" I asked with emphasis on every word.

She was holding up one of my birthday-presents from Sarah, a collage with pictures of me. On every picture, she had drew mustaches and crooked teeth, sticking out of my mouth with pimples all over it. I slowly stood up from the couch, walked over to her, and snapped the collage out of her hands. She had wrote "Bitchleen" over the ugly faces of me. Once again, I looked up from the collage, meeting her eyes. She was smiling, but her eyes were black of anger. But believe me when I say this, she wasn't the only one who was angry by now.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" I screamed in her face.

She quickly took the collage out of my hands and threw it across the room.

"WHAT HAVE I DONE?" She screamed back.

And then I suddenly got it, without really getting it. Somehow, Bim had found out. Not that I had a single clue how, but I couldn't come up with anything else she could be mad at. Suddenly, Bims angry and pissed off face, transformed. Her features softned, only to change into another expression. Sadness. Her chin started to tremble, and her eyebrows were pointing down. I no longer could be angry with her, since her face made my heart break.

"How could you?" She asked while tears immediately were formed in her eyes.

"I-I'm s-sorry.." I stuttered while she put her hands up to her mouth, blocking the cry-noise we all do, to come out of her mouth.

"Don't come closer to me.." She whispered and started to back away from me.

"B-but, Bim, please.."

But Bim wouldn't listen. She ran out of the room, and slammed the door after herself. She left me with the guilt that was beating me to death, and the tears running down my cheeks, that made the air hard to breathe.

Notes

Hi! Intense chapter.. I feel so sorry for Bim, but also for Kath.. I mean, it is all happening to Bim, but I feel sorry for Kath too, because I don't think she meant all of this to happen. Anyways. Gotta pack now, I'm going to north Sweden tomorrow. Love, A.

Who do you feel most sorry for?

What do you think Kath is going to do now?