"Found anything?" Zakk asked, turning away from Crystal and looking over at me. I was sat cross-legged on the end of my bed, sifting through Shane's mobile for the faintest clue. So far - after almost an hour - there was nothing.
"Nope." There wasn't a pass code or pin number on anything, but the only thing in the memory was a few texts between me an him, and the call log, which once again, only had my number in it. "Nothing."
Zakk huffed, sitting next to me. Crystal was apparently flicking through a magazine on the sofa under the window, although I could see her mobile behind it. Honestly, she must've thought we were idiots. While I was sat here, worried out of my mind, she was texting the creep from the bar. Her laugh broke the silence, but she quickly covered it with a cough.
"So, what do we do now?" I asked. Zakk looked at me apologetically, not answering.
"Give up." Crystal said.
I raised an eyebrow, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Ever heard the saying “if you love something, set it free”? If it's fate for you two to be together, he'll come back." She shrugged as if to say 'simple as that.'
I sighed. She was right in a way. My mind wandered back to the day he left, two or three months ago, now. Not a single call or text from him. I was starting to think he wasn't in danger as such, rather-
"What's up?" Zakk asked me.
I sighed, thinking it through before I spoke. "What if I got it wrong? What if Shane just left, not because he was in trouble or had to meet anoyone, but he just didn't want to be here with..."
"With you?" Zakk rested a hand on my shoulder. "No way. Knowing Shane, he owed someone money and completely forgot about it. But I'm telling you, I've never seen him as happy as he is when he's with you. I promise, him not wanting to be here - that's definitely not the case. Alright?"
I nodded, quite confused at why he was suddenly so determined to help. His fingers intertwined with mine and he squeezed my hand lightly before standing back up again.
"I'm pretty sure our arrangements were to have a drink at a bar, not sit around here. How bout it?" He asked the both of us.
"Sure, long as it's the same bar. You know," she quickly added, "because their drinks were, uh, really good."
I laughed. "Sure. Come on then."
We all headed out of my room and down the stairs towards the front door, when something occurred to me. Especially after everything that had gone on, I was glad to have Zakk and Crystal back. Having my friends by my side right now was the best thing I could have.
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