"Beach?" Zayn asked.
"No." I said.
"Swimming?" Liam said.
"Ew." Harry said.
"Mall?" Niall asked.
"Nooo." Harry and I said together.
"There's an amusement park somewhere." Hannah said as I rolled my eyes and scrolled down my phone, lying down.
"Oh, guys. I need to go do some book shopping, I said, sitting up on the ground.
"More books?"
"Yeah. I kinda just got an email from the University of Warwick. They want me to join their residential camp at the end of the summers, as a mentor for reading and stuff. But I need to take this two-month online course first, on a lot of things. So i need to like contact my dad and stuff, then go textbook shopping." I said, looking up from my phone.
"You're - leaving?" Harry asked. Is that all he picked up?
"Not yet, and when I do, only for twenty days. Besides I'll be in Warwick, it's not that far. I have to complete studying this entire course before that, take an exam, and then I can go." I said.
"That's great! Congrats!" Zayn said, jumping up and giving me a hug.
"Thank you." I said. Suddenly, everyone was on top of me, jumping and hugging and kissing me.
"Okay, guys I gotta go. I'll see you guys in an hour or so." I said, heading out of the library.
***
"So you want to do this course." My dad said.
"Yes." I said.
"Then go ahead. Nothing's stopping you." he said.
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Yeah." he said.
"Thank you!" I grinned and gave him a hug.
"Anything to get my baby girl to smile." he laughed.
***
I picked up the two huge cartons stacked of textbooks and walked downstairs, I could still hear the others making noise.
"Need help?" I heard Zayn and one of the carton was lifted off my arms.
"Thank you." I said breathlessly, shouldering open the door to my study and staggering inside. I placed the cartons down, and began unpacking as Zayn sat to watch. I looked at the few empty bookshelves in my study and began piling up the books there. Once that was done, I ordered a few notebooks, from upstairs, when they arrived, Carefully, I labelled around ten of them and put the other 5ish away for later use. Then I straightened stuff around my study, checked the stationary, just fixed everything, altogether, it took me a good three hours and would have taken longer if not for Zayn. We walked back into the library where almost everyone was asleep, except Niall, who was munching on a brownie. I had barely noticed and the food was beginning to run out. Not the food food, but the junk.

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