Books and a bad boy

Chapter 18

A/N: Kells ain't the bad guy here, Anna's name is pronounced Onna, i know you are pronouncing it wrong #funfact.

See the thing was, i was bad at letting my emotions out, i didn't know how to - what i'm trying to say is - . I sighed, i watched her walk into the kitchen, hair disheveled and her hoodie sleeves longer than her arm, growing up in a life that was unpredictable, it was nice to have someone so predictable give or take yes she had a mental disease. But yall should see her when she tries, she muttered morning to me and i laughed at her grumpy expression. I know she's been avoiding me i ain't dumb, and it sucks it really does, but i don't wanna hurt her, so i let her avoid me, the schedule she taught she learnt, was done on purpose. I watched her make coffee, sip it and scrunch her face, a routine she did every morning. She hated coffee, "why do you drink it if you hate it?"

She looked taken aback for a sec, "study i must." I smiled, she always misconstructs her sentences in the morning, Anna was undeniably adorable. Unavoidably so, but she was too good for me, i didn't deserve her, heck she scared the shit out of me, 23 years old, and one girl, i've barely known for what 4 months? Comes in and changes my mind, 23 years. She avoided my gaze and looked at the ceiling that sometimes hurts too when she looks at everything but me. I can't just tell her, and i could kick myself for giving in last night, but the moment was so right. I looked back down at my paper, i was gonna continue letting her avoid me, it seems to help her, all i want to do is help her.

Anna

I put the mug in the sink and yawned, i peeked over at him and he was sipping coffee and reading the papers, i walked over to him and sat opposite him, he looked up and was surprised, i bit my lip, "Kells i want to be your friend, i really do sometimes, but you confuse me, one minute i'm your bestie the next you're hitting on me." He nodded, "i'm sorry no more hitting on you if it makes you uncomfortable, i'd love for you to be my friend." He smiled, i nodded "well, you shouldn't drink so early in the morning."

"Keeps me awake," he sipped his cup, his eyes look extremely blue in the mornings, i shook it off and put my hands in my hoodie and awkwardly nodded before walking away. I sighed once i was safely in my room and got ready for the day. I came out later in a leggings, converse and a Nirvana tee. I tiptoed in front the bathroom mirror and sighed, i ran my hands through my hair, i look like a rooster, it was wet and spiky and i desperately tried to flatten it, it was getting longer, my hair grew fast.

I was scowling at my reflection, i grabbed my pack and walked out, "how does my hair look?" He stared at me, "looks normal." I scowled darker, "someone's happy." I rolled my eyes and walked out the door. I was almost to the stairs, when he caught up with me, "lunch," I stared at the brown paper packet in his hands, "peanut butter and jelly sandwhich," he blushed, i burst out laughing, he looked so cute, i tiptoed and kissed his cheek, it was my turn to blush, i grabbed the bag and ran down the stairs.

I wish i could say i ran down with dignity but i tripped and gashed my elbow now i was here ten minutes late for class, the roles reversed "stop moving i have to clean it." I whined, and he rolled his eyes, "stop being a baby," i gritted my teeth and pulled my panties up, he finished and put on a bandaid.

"Next time take your time, down the stairs," "sorry i got awkward,"i looked down and blushed, "from a kiss on the cheek," i looked up, and his eyebrows were raised, "you sorta take my breath away," his eyes widened, but i was braver, probably the shot of alcohol he gave me for distraction, i eased off the chair slowly, and backed away. "I'm going to class now." I turned and quickly walked out, this time carefully running down the stairs.