incomplete | short story

7

           "Give me that back"

           "Not until I get a kiss"

She shook her head and reached for the book again, but he only lifted it higher.

           "Harry, Liam's calling you"

Harry turned around and headed towards the end of the library, and dropped the dictionary.

           "Did he.. like, touch you?"

           "No.."

           "Okay, uh- I gotta go, I think your friend is like, hiding somewhere"

She giggled, then quickly clamped her mouth shut with her hand. His eyes widened at the beautiful sound that escaped her mouth.

           "Zayn!"

He groaned and waved to her shyly, then ran away.

           "Marcel?"

           "Over here!"

She walked over to the older part of the library where nobody really went.

           "Why are you here?"

           "Louis"

           "Oh okay"

           "You okay?"

           "Yeah, why?"

           "You were talking to Zayn"

           "Oh, he's a nice guy actually"

He shook his head firmly, and a frown automatically was plastered on his face.

           "No, Jen"

           "What?"

           "Just no"