The city twinkled and glistened in a brilliant aura of lights, a magic carpet embedded with jewels on my feet. I stood at an open view deck on the 72nd floor of The Shard, Europe's tallest building, the wind blowing my hair as I stared down at London. Four days were coming to an end. Tomorrow, we leave for New York. Back to the regularity after four beautiful days that I spend with Liam. It's throwing me away as to how much I love him. It's just weird. For how long have I even know him? Doesn't love need time? But then I guess, the whole concept of love was weird anyway. And ambiguous as well. "Feeling gloomy?" He whispered in my ears, wrapping his arms around me. "Not much," I answered, turning to face him. "I miss home and anyway as long as you're with me New York or London it doesn't matter,"

"What are you doing there?" Liam demanded. I gulped with panic. This was not supposed to happen. What was Sandy doing? What do I say? What do I say now? "Umm, I...I had to get a file," I murmured. "And then...," "Then?" He inquired, walking inside. I had no way of knowing whether he did catch me or not. Should I tell the truth or go on with a lie?  Are you nuts? Lie...you idiot! "Then I tripped over something and my head hit here," I pointed to the open drawer. "And this popped open out of nowhere. Like magic," I tried my very best to look innocent.  "Oh," Liam laughed and I sagged down with relief. "It's not magic. It's equipped with

                                                            Sofia   His lips touched mine softly and my eyes shot open. I stared at his handsome face, a big smile on his beautiful lips.  Wow...what a sight.  "Good morning beautiful, " He grinned brightly at me.  "Good morning, " I smiled, sitting up. "Ouch," "Easy, " Liam laughed, making me turn scarlet. "Did you sleep well?" "Very well, " I nodded my head. "You're up early, "

                                                         Liam "So are you sure Jackson that Niel has nothing to do with what happened to Hannah?" I demanded, distractedly staring at my Mac while trying to eat as well. "Yes sir," Jackson said. "We are keeping tabs on him and there's no movement," "Okay, keep me updated," I grumbled and cut the call. I sighed. This constant fear of something happening to my best friends or Sofia was driving me crazy. The people I love the most were threatened by no one but my own brother, another person who meant the world to me. Can it get any worse?

"Liam," I felt a firm hand on my shoulder and I looked up, quickly wiping away the tears. Kristen looked down at me, her expressions mirroring mine. She was trying very hard not to cry but it was anything but convincing. "Kristen," I murmured, standing up and to my utter surprise, she enveloped me in a tight hug. "She will be alright," She muttered, trying to convince herself more than me as she rubbed my back.  "Yes, she will," I said wryly and reluctantly wrapped my arms around her. This was surprising.  "Alright, here we go," Sean announced appearing out of nowhere with two styrofoam cups. "There's nothing coffee can't sort," The best thing