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23 : Another message from DJ

"HEEEEEEEEELPP !" I heard someone scream.

"That sounded familiar." I said.

"What sounded familiar?" Elsa asked.

"Tell me you heard that." I said.

"Heard what?" She asked.

"That voice." I said impatiently. "I heard someone call out for help."

"WHO?" She asked.

"I don't know." I said. "But, that voice...was familiar."

"Okay I'll believe you. But WHO could it be? Maybe you're hearing those weird voices again. Or else, I would've also heard it."

"MAYBE." I said.

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Niall would get discharged as soon as he could walk again, for almost another week or so. Denver was nowhere to be seen. He must have just gone. But, he didn't meet Niall, did he?

All of us went back to the university. We all squeezed in Zayn's car somehow and left. Elsa hadn't talked to him like I told her to, neither did he.

It was only half past one in the afternoon. We still had almost one hour until the last bell. No one seemed to bother about Harry's issue now. They all were solely convinced with my explanation. Just as I thought that, Louis pulled me out of the class, waited for the others to go in, and asked.

"What about Harry? Shouldn't we do something?"

"I don't think this is the right time." I said effortlessly. "Like, right now, Zayn and Elsa are a bigger concern. Trying to bring them together is our responsibility. Harry might not do anything more like this."

"How are you sure about that?"

"Just...like that." I said. "Let's go. He might suspect us now." And just as he had expected, Harry asked us.

"What were you both talking about?"

"Football." Louis lied.

"But Audrey, you know nothing about football, isn't it?" He asked.

"Not that. About what happened while I was playing today." Louis lied again.

"Is it true Audrey?" He asked.

"Yes." I also lied.

"Where did Denver disappear off to?" Liam asked.

"God knows." I said.

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Our next match was with a third year team. Louis and Sheldon decided to increase the timings of their practice sessions. We were not allowed to watch any other matches other than own class' match. Professor Joanne announced that the next day. She said it's because our monthly tests were approaching, and revisions were needed. It wasn't an exam like Elsa said. Just a monthly test.

Nothing had happened for a few days. Zayn and Elsa were not back to normal though. It was not as easy as I thought. But something DID happen just as I thought nothing had happened.

It was a fine thursday morning. A little chilly, but it was fine for me. We were having chemistry practicals by professor Gibbs in the lab the first two hours.

"Concentrated acids on the racks near the whiteboard and diluted ones on the other racks." Professor Gibbs yelled from his table.

"How many times did he tell that today?" Liam whispered to me.