Chapter 140: Searching For An Hamster
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Adrien pushed further into the party, dodging swaying bodies, spilled drinks, and loud clusters of students. The music thumped so hard that he felt it in his bones, but none of it could distract him from the one thought gnawing at him.
Where was he?
He had already circled the living room twice, checked the kitchen, and even the jacuzzi area where half the crowd was practically glued to each other. He opened a few doors downstairs, only to find drunk couples or empty rooms smelling of cheap perfume. Nothing, no sign of Noah’s quiet figure, his brown hair, or that anxious little frown and slight blush he got when he felt out of place.
His pulse was racing.
Noah wouldn’t just vanish like that, right? Maybe he just went home early? Maybe he was drunk somewhere...but, she wasn’t the type to get wasted in a corner or let herself be dragged off somewhere without saying a word.
That wasn’t his style and Noah hated alcohol for some unknown reason.
He pushed past a tall senior who was spilling beer down his shirt for some reason, ignoring the annoyed shout thrown his way, and raked a frustrated hand through his hair.
"Where are you, hamster..." he murmured under his breath, the nickname slipping out before he even thought about it.
He fished out his phone, the glow illuminating his face as he opened his messages. He hesitated, his thumb hovering over Noah’s name. He knew how it might come off, overprotective, nosy. Maybe he’d think Adrien was hovering again, trying to control him the way he had before. Maybe he’d be annoyed.
But not knowing made something twist tightly in his chest, a feeling he couldn’t stand.
"Forget it," he exhaled, starting to type, "I’m checking on him. I don’t care if he thinks I’m being a creep."