Loving Lars

5. Loving Drunk

It was Friday, the day of the carnival and I decided to spend a few hours in the library. I really needed to get ahead with work and what not, plus I'll be seeing everyone later.

I found a secluded table near the back, encased in bookshelves. Perfect. 

The library was absolutely stunning, with high ceilings and ancient looking pillars dotted around. There was a another floor with balconies so you can look down below, at the ground floor. Although the up stairs was a scary place because couples enjoyed making out up there and I'm sure some even have sex. 

I pulled out my books and got to work. 

An hour had passed and I was so engrossed with what I was doing, I didn't realise someone was looming over my table.

The person clears their throat and I look up to see a boy with sandy hair and glasses stood there staring at me. 

He's cute. 

"Do you mind if I sit here? There are no more tables and I really need to get my work done." The boy said. 

"Of course!" I smile. 

"I'm Fitzwilliam, but you can just call me William." He holds his hand out for me to shake. 

Omg, is he my soulmate?

I try to contain my excitement and shake his hand. Though, I can't help but notice there's no spark like there was with Lars and his hands are nowhere near as big and warm.

"Hi William, or should I say Mr Darcy. I'm Elza." 

 "Urm, my last name isn't Darcy" he says confused. 

"Mr Darcy? From Pride and Prejudice? Arguably Jane Austen's most famous book?" I was absolutely horrified he didn't know what I was on about, I mean it wasn't even that crazy of a reference. Everyone should get it. 

He still looks confused," Don't worry" I shake my head. 

He shrugs and gets on with his work. So I do the same. 

After about 20 minutes he speaks again.

"Are you going to the carnival tonight?"

"I am. Are you?" I ask out of politeness.

He nods his head, "we should meet up."

"Yeah sure" I agree.

"Give me your phone number so we can arrange when."

I hand over my phone and when he gives it back I notice he put his contact name as Mr Darcy, I smile slightly at the sight. 

I look up at him again, this time noticing a tall brooding man browsing the book shelf.

I don't think he's noticed me yet so I called his name.

"Lars!"

He turned to look at me so I waved him over. 

"What are you doing here?" I question. 

But his attention isn't on me, it's on the man occupying the other side of the table.

"Lars meet Fitzwilliam. William meet Lars" I introduce.

"H-h-i-i-i" William stutters. 

Lars just glares at him. I knew he probably wasn't going to say anything.

"Lars come sit" I invite. 

I shuffle the chairs around and move my stuff to the side to make space for him. 

He sits down, still glaring at William. 

"So Lars, what have you been doing today?" I question hoping he'll talk to me.