Chapter 17 - SEVENTEEN
- HAZEL -
I drew the sleeve of my sweater forward to cover my fingers. I had no idea how short what I’m wearing is till I walked out of my dorm and let the breeze rest on my skin for a while.
It’s cold and my legs are tingling. Why did I even come out in the first place? What sort of curiosity made me not put on a pair of jeans or something long enough to cover my legs? My lips shivered. Well, I can’t back out now, I need to find him. That is if he’s even here.
I stopped in front of the library and looked around. It’s so dark and difficult to see even with the faint light at a far corner in between the library’s sub-division illuminating the environment a bit. The library is meant to be open twentyfour - seven so it’s quite a shocker that the power supply is out. That never happens.
"Are you here?" I whisper yelled, examining the environment. "K.." I don’t even know if I have the right to call him by his name. "Killian?"
I stared at the messy envelope and card in my hand when I got no answer. The piece of paper where he wrote where to meet is with me too. I can barely see anything because of the dim light. I dipped my hand inside my shorts, searching for my phone.
I froze for a second when I didn’t feel it. My shorts don’t have any pockets. Shoot! I probably left my phone on my bed. I definitely thought I carried it. I tried to clear my head by taking a deep breath in.
If I remember correctly, the letter stated he’ll be here by eight. I’m sure it’s already a few minutes to ten pm. Maybe he left long ago.
I mean, Killian doesn’t seem like the kind to wait for someone he couldn’t care less about.
Or does he?
I took a step forward and called his name again. My lips formed a line by the silence that brewed after that. Maybe he’s not here.