Loving Lars

14. Loving Ditched

He never showed up.

I waited for another 30 minutes before I left and I called him another 3 times with no answer. 

I left the cafe feeling very dejected but at least I had something I could add to my essay. That everything he did was on his time and he had no basic manners.

So yet again I was wasting another day looking for him but this time I was angry. Very angry. 

However I had no idea where to start. He could be anywhere in the city. 

I sent a couple texts to him as well, but again no reply. 

The group hadn't seen or heard from him and Knox either. Which meant finding him would be near impossible. 

I decided a good place to start would be his house. Is that a little creepy? Yes. But it was warranted considering he stood me up. 

So I got off the bus and walked over to his house.

I knocked on his door but surprise, surprise, no answer. 

Now what?

I had no other options so I got back on the bus and went downtown to go to my favourite sandwich shop. 

I guess I was going to have to wait for him to come to me. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

I was walking aimlessly around the streets, going into shops that piqued my interest. I had to do something to pass the time. 

After half an hour of this, I spotted someone I didn't want to see, so I turned around. But it was too late, they had seen me. 

"Elza! Wait up!" 

"Hey William" I greeted. 

"Where did you go during our date? I had more planned for us." He said angrily. 

"I'm sorry but I really needed to make sure Lars was okay. I wasn't even doing it for him. I was  doing it for the whole city we don't need him destroying buildings and killing people." I laughed. 

He didn't find what I said funny. 

"We'll talk more about this later. I have somewhere I want to take you."

Before I had the chance to decline, he was already leading me away to his car. 

When we were in his car I hadn't said anything to him, letting him blaber on about himself, similarly to our date.

 He finally allowed for 5 minutes of silence but broke it again to say. 

"We should go on a second date or a third if you're considering this right now a date."

"Look Fitzwilliam you are a great guy" lie "but I just don't see you that way, I'm sorry." 

He slammed on the breaks, harshly and looked at me. 

"Out." He gritted. 

"W-what?" I spluttered. 

"Get the fuck out of my car."

I sat there, staring dumbfoundedly at him. 

"NOW!" He roared. 

He was starting to scare me so I scrambled to get my bag and exit the car. 

He sped away as soon as I had slammed away the door shut. 

When I looked around to see where he left me, I realised I had no idea where I was. I've never been in this area of the city before.