"Liam? Liam!"

We all shouted, but we didn't get any answer. Where did he go? And why? What happened in "Karens Café"? Who were those guys?
We were back in college, but we still hadn't heard anything from him. Not like we were going to call the cops, he was probably still upset and needed some space and time. But we were all worried, especially me. Since my couisin Victor disappeared I've just been.. Nevermind. I pushed that thought away and grabbed Niall.

"Niall, I'm really starting to freak out..!" I hyperventilated.

"Okay, take a deep breath. He's somewhere, okay?" Niall said, but I could tell that he was a little scared too.

Harry came up to us and gathered all the boys together. We builded a circle.

"So, here is what we are going to do. You, Zayn, go that direction. And you, Niall, go search for him over there. Louis, over there and you Kathleen, just look everywhere. I'm going out again."

He walked out, like a boss. God, he was so sexy when he was in control. He was all sweaty and breathing heavy. But now, I didn't have the time to think about him. I ran to every door I could find, opened it and went out disappointed. It was people everwhere, as always. Which was kind of bugging me.
I finally got to a door I had not opened yet. But all I could see was a dark room with boxes and junk. I was just about to close it, when I saw another door in there. I walked up to it. Damn it, it had a chain around the handle. But.. No, it didn't. Someone had broken the chain and it was hanging in two peices down the hande. There was a sign on the door that said "ONLY STAFF ALOUD". I wasn't the kind of girl that would open, but Harry said I would look everwhere. So I slowly pushed the handle down, and opended it.
What a sight. It was the biggest library I had ever seen. With a ceiling that could be compared with a church, I bet there was thousands and thousands of books in there. One, beautiful second, I stopped thinking about Liam. That second, the sun entered the high window, and I could see how the sunbeams landed on the floor, with dust flying around like glitter. My eyes wandered down the sunshine and landed on a table, in front of me. A guy in a brown shirt sat there. Oh, Liam.

"You could at least have called us." I said.

Liam turned around, with a red face and sore eyes.

"Oh god!" I said walked up to him, sat on a chair. "What happened, Liam? It's obviously something emotional about those guys."

He looked empty at the wall, took a deep breath, and flinched, like he just woke up from a dream. He swiftly wiped away a tear and tried to look happy.

"It's not that." He said. "It's just.. a book that I was reading. That's why I'm crying."

"Liam you.."

"No, I swear. I'm fine. These guys are just a couple of douchebags that I got into a fight with on a bar."

I looked at him, tried to see if he was lying or telling me the truth. If he was lying, he was a really good actor.

"Are you sure? Because.."

"I'm sure, Kathleen." He smiled.

I think he was trying to convince me when he grabbed my hands, and held them thight. At that point, I could for the first time breath out.

"I was worried about you.. And the boys was too.. Oh, right! The boys! We need to go up, and tell them that.."

"Kathleen, would it be okay if I.. stayed here for a moment? You can go up, I just.."

I nodded.

"Okay.. Sure you don't need anything?" I asked, still holding his hands.

"Yeah.. Just some time alone." He smiled.

And with that, I let go of his hands, and walked away. Almost at the door, I heard him shout.

"Kath!"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry I didn't call."

I smiled. Apology accepted, I thought. When I got out, Zayn was just passing by me, so I grabbed him.

"He's down at the library." I smiled.

I could litterally see how the tense that he had been going around and collecting, got out of him.

"Why didn't we think about that?" He said, and actually laughed.

Zayn called Niall, Louis and Harry and told them.

"I'm kind of thirsty, do you wanna go and get like a soda with me?" I asked him.

"Yeah. I'd like that." He said, and we walked there.

When we had gotten ourself two Coca Cola's, we started walking back up to our rooms.

"So, how's your roommate?" Zayn asked.

I couldn't stop thinking about his Bradford-accent, it was so cute on him.

"She's great. I mean, she practically hated me at the beginning, and I'm still not sure how she feels about me, but.. We're moving forward, I think."

"Wow, it sounds deep. She's just your roommate, not like your soulmate." He laughed.

But I didn't laugh.

"She's just tricky, you know. It takes time to get her to talk, she is like a shell."

Zayn nodded.

"So, how is your roommate?" I asked.

"He's totally phsyco. Some people here call him "Weirdo-Walter", and I can't blame them."

We both laughed.

"Why is he so weird?"

"He's like the biggest fan of Minecraft, it's kinda pathetic. Do you wanna see his wall?" Zayn asked.

"Sure!"

He took my hand, and we ran to theirs room. Slowly, he opened the door and started giggeling.

"Take a quick look inside!"

So I did. And I could almost not believe my eyes. The walls were filled with minecraft-posters, Minecraft things on his desk and I could see that his computer was on, and he had a Minecraft-picture as background. Unbeliveble. We both laughed so much, that we needed to lean against the wall so we wouldn't fall to the floor. It felt good to laugh that hard. When we had calmed down, I looked at his beautiful eyes. No fire, and no stars. His eyes were still shining.
Suddenly, a dude in a bathrobe came walking.

"Sorry to interrupt." He grinned and closed his door.

"I should head back. But I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Zayn smiled.

"Sleep sweet."

Notes

Hey! I'm starting to re-doing this story, so it might have another ending or/and middle than I first thought. Or well, I had this plan about how the this fanfiction would go and what would happen, but I'm starting to come up with better ideas. But we'll see. I hope you enjoyed this one, I really love you guys and thank you for commenting. Love, A.