Chapter 6: Feelings in the Library

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After rushing through the school corridors, you and Kat finally reach the library. You stop to take a mouthful of air, and while panting you ask:

"What was that? "

"The truth? For real, I'm not gonna let anyone do anything to you except myself."

"Then why did you threaten me at the computer science lab? "

"To remember your face better. How do you think I found out your name that quick?"

"Whatever. Let's get this done."

You took his hand and entered the library. You two started wandering through the bookshelves, searching for history books. 

"Let's split" you said.

"Okay. Tell me when you find something before me. "

You go your way, your eyes searching history books, but your heart asking your mind what does it think about what happened earlier. You lowkey start zoning out, meditating.

He has many fangirls, of course, I'm sure he's trying to make me one of them. But... I didn't see him being this close with a girl before. As far as I see, he doesn't get close to people. Maybe, maybe we could be friends. If he would stop acting hella intimidating.

"Are you okay? Did something happen?! " Kat spawned out of nowhere next to you.

"Oh geez, you scared me. I'm fine. I was just thinking. "

"About what? You seem very concentrated on your thoughts"

"Yeah because I AM concentrated on my thoughts. Especially on the project"

"The project? I thought you were thinking about me" he said with a wide smile on his face.

"NO- DUDE" you inhale and then exhale deeply. "The damn project, it's only you romanticizing what's going on now"

Nope, he's not the only one romanticizing this library thing.

"Understandable, have you found anything useful? "

"Not yet, I'm still searching. "

"Ok, let me know if you find anything"

You nodded. After like 10 minutes of searching through the ocean of books, you find a book entitled "Detailed World Wars". Bingo. You sorta overestimate your height and try to reach for the book with ease, but you get a reality check and somehow stumble almost falling.

Haha, now what do I do.

You tried reaching it while jumping.

Why did I think this would work?

Then, an idea comes to your mind but immediately give up on it.

There is no way in sweet heavens I'm calling Kat to help me. I'm a strong independent woman. Alright. I got this. Chair. Where chair.

You look around you for a stool or something that you could climb on and you spot a little step stool.

Whoa, someone's lucky today.

You go and grab the step stool with you but right when you're about to climb on it, someone from behind decided to scare you (again)

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. " Kat said approaching.

"Why? I can do this myself. "

You climb on the stool, grab the book, and when you try to go down, you realize it's harder than going up.

"Someone's stuck? " Kat asked giggling.

"No, I'm not stuck. I'm just trying to find out how to get down safely. "

"Let me help you. Give me the b-"

"No."

You keep rotatating in place and trying to put one leg down at a time but every damn time you ended up going back to the original place. That went on for like 5 solid minutes, while Kat was observing your efforts with his hands in his front pockets.

"Are you sure? "

Silence.

"Last chanc-"

"OK OK fine. Take it"

You hand him the book. You had no option to be honest.

"Give me your hand"

You gave him your hand. You noticed how he was smiling too himself because you were obeying his commands shyly. You really wanted to make a remark about it but decided you shouldn't since he might just leave you there helpless.

"Now try to start stepping down, I'll hold you for support. "

Your legs were shaking because you were kinda afraid of tripping. It was a high step stool.
At some point you tripped. Thank god Kat was behind you and caught you. Otherwise... Some bones might have cracked.

"I told you that you'll need my help"

"Eh, whatever" you said while he was still holding you.

You cross your arms in sassiness.

"Cute" he whispered so silently, almost only for him.

But you heard him. And he didn't know you did.
He puts you down carefully, and after raising his gaze at you, he realizes you still have your arms crossed and a pout on your face.

"What now? " he said with a sweet smile.

I want to smile back. His smile is so rare. Precious.

"I could have done it myself" you said still pouting.

"Yeah sure, with a broken arm maybe" he said. "You're cute when you sulk"

"I'm not sulking"

"Yeaah sureee" he said while waving the book in front of you.

He started walking backwards, waiting for your reaction.

"Are you leaving without me? You know, if I wasn't in your team, you wouldnt even know what to d-" you said but you got interrupted

"Yeah yeah, my apologies. Now may we go back to our classroom, ma'am?"

"Alright. That's the treatment I expect"

He giggled again and offered his hand.
You give him your hand and he guides you to the exit and from there, you two walk to the classroom together,
holding hands.

Wait why are we holding hands.
Since when are we holding hands.
Wait what just happened a few minutes ago? Did he call me cute?
What is this I am feeling?!

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