Chapter 12

In a hurry, Niall rushed up and down in the public library searching for books necessary for his thesis and research. He checked them all and yet couldn't find it. Disappointed he walked down back to the librarian to ask him again.

"Mr. Jones are you sure, it's here in the library, I cannot find it," Niall asked.

"Yes sir, it is right here, maybe misplaced. Here, how about this, come back next week, I will have it ready for you,"

"I need them by next week, I can't delay my work,"

"Don't worry sir, I will have them be ready for you, if I find soon, leave me your address I will mail them to you,"

"That would be great," Niall wrote down the college staff hostel address to the librarian and left the library. Niall drove fast since it was almost noon, the time he promised Miranda. As he parked the car in front of the apartment, he saw Miranda walking by towards the café.

"There you are," he said. he instantly noticed her dress and smiled. He looked at himself in the mirror correcting his hair. 'I do remember every silly stuff' he told himself, smiling. Wearing the brown turtle neck t-shirt and black suit over the top, he looked crisp. He got out of the car and walked into the café. As he got in he saw Miranda leaning down to get something on the floor that fell from the backpack. To his surprise, he witnessed somebody else picking it up, sitting in the chair with a blonde lady in a white t-shirt and a blue jean. He knew who it is instantly.

"Darren," he heard her call his name.

"Oh dear, it's really you," the lady spoke. Niall felt irritated instantly.

"Clara," Miranda smiled.

"We were getting coffee after the interview," he explained.

"I am joining his company next month, so he said he wished to do an interview," Clara said.

"Interesting interview in a coffee shop," Niall made a comment walking over to Miranda, putting his arms around her, holding her close.

"Niall," Clara stood up in shock. Her face went pale and gripped on to her hands tight, worried and scared of Niall. Niall did not care to look at her face at all. He tried his best to ignore her but she was afraid whether he would spill something.

"I'm sorry I am a bit late," Niall whispered in Miranda's ear and she smiled looking up at his face. Her eyes looking warm and relieved in seeing him, 'that's right, don't worry, I am here,' he thought looking at her, smiling back. It caught Darren's attention. He cleared his throat and asked Clara to sit down. Darren handed the keychain back.

"Keep that trash, I intend to throw it away anyway," Miranda said boldly.

"Trash did you say," he asked back in horror and Niall smirked. Clara didn't like the way Niall was standing with Miranda.

"As expected from you Niall, I'm least surprised seeing you together," Clara told him.

"Why don't you shut up and carry on with "Interview Date" with your new gift source, come on let's go, Mira," Niall spoke very peacefully.

"Stop," Darren said. "Don't trust him," Miranda stopped, and took a deep breath, she was angry this time. Niall held her hand tight, indicating her to calm down. But she freed her hand from his grip and walked back to the counter. Something struck her mind. In a hurry, she walked to the counter and ordered everything she saw there. From cakes, tarts, pies, muffins, loaves of bread, to pizza, nuggets, fries, and sandwiches'. She also bought all the flavored soda cans.

"We are holding a huge party in the hostel," she told the manager she has known for a year now.

"That's wonderful, I wish you have fun then," Mrs. Lily wished her.

"Do you remember Darren? He will be paying you," she told Mrs. Lily pointing at her. And Mrs. Lily nodded at him. A few minutes later everything she ordered was ready and kept on the counter.