The Truth Untold [Louis & Zayn Fanfic]

Chapter 49

Note :

This is how I've imagined the library but a bit different, you'll find out. The pictures don't belong to me. Credits to it's owner.

Louis's POV:

When we entered the library and I couldn't believe my eyes. The sight of the immense library not only bewildered my eyes but also my mind. I've never seen such a beautiful library. This library is definitely straight out of some story book. It has two storeys in total whose spiral furnis stairs are hundred and eighty degrees from the main door which means that it's just opposite to the main door at the other end. This has to be the most furnished library I've ever seen. The towering shelves on both the floors are made up of very fancy and shiny furniture, holding thousands of books. I've never seen these many books at once in my life. I've always been concerned with the books my school used to provide me with. I can confirm that this place is a heaven for book lovers. They would never like to die to go to actual heaven once they visit this library maybe. Lights are entering the library through the book windows provided on both the ends whose some spots are covered with some alluring designs of flowers and also of things I can't describe really because I've no idea what they are. There are comfy spots in the middle of the towering shelves with big chairs around a table with pillows on it. The air here smells like old papers. This provides a perfect environment where stories can come to life. 

There are students scattered all around. Some are standing by shelves trying to find the books they want while some are sitting on the cozy spot with books, notebooks and a pen in their hand. Some are reading while some are writing.

"This is marvelous, ain't it?" Liam whispered in my ears as we followed Adeline and Marcella who were trying to search for the dark magic bookshelf.

"Yeah." I replied in a tone which couldn't be considered a whisper forthwith feeling disapproving stares of people on me.

I thought of apologizing but my mind instructed me to ignore and continue following the girls. They would be cussing me right now.

"Hey." Marcella called out to a girl near the stairs who looked familiar to me. Ohhh, it's the same girl who complimented Zayn’s overcoat. The overcoat. FUCK. I feel like someone trapped in a cage who restlessly wants to escape. My heart doesn't understand the fact that she isn't into me. Nothing can be worse than continuously wanting to be loved by the person you love and on top of that you just can't even go to her  and complain how miserable it feels that she doesn't want me back. Internally, it feels like walking on the fire on which she set my heart on and now all I can do is let it burn. 

"Can you tell me where I can find black magic books?" She asked the girl whose critical gaze followed the overcoat Marcella was wearing. 

"Isn't that Zayn's overcoat?" She spoke out loud, catching everyone's attention. To be honest, she spoke in a normal tone but normal is too much in the library.