Love by Accident

Chapter 4(Four)

                
                             (The Library)

Author's P.O.V

Acting on impulse, the blond boy followed the direction his new prey had ran in, hoping he'd see her, for the sake of the bet of course -nothing else right- but that hope was crushed almost immediately. The girl had suddenly just disappeared, but he just saw her now, was she some kind of ghost? No, that wasn't possible.

He had just fallen on top of her, if she was a ghost, he'd have fallen through her right? But what if she was not one of those transparent ghost, what if she was possessed by a ghost instead and she could disappear? Ahhhh

he was getting side tracked, he needed to focus on the challenge if he wanted to get it done with as soon as possible. The blond's luck seemed to be back again or maybe the universe just chose to favor him again. He could not tell if it was fate or just pure luck that another chance came sooner than he expected. Like way way sooner than he expected.

Adrian was brainstorming, his mind going into overdrive as it went through every possible strategy that the blond boy could think of. Gosh why the hell was this so hard, he never had to use this much brain power to woo any girl. Usually his looks, charm, money, flirty personality and sexual prowess would do the trick. But considering the information he had received from his friends about her, he knew he had to take it slow and map out his every move. The numerous thoughts were starting to give him a headache, seriously if anyone could see

his thoughts right now, they'd think he was planning a freaking money heist or some top secret shit. The blond sophomore concluded that he needed a place to think, a quiet place to set his mind straight after that kiss he

just had. But why was he still thinking about it? Why won't he stop thinking about the feel of those soft, pink and plump lips on his own. They felt so good that he wanted to just grab her and kiss her till her lips were red and swollen. Okay this was absolutely crazy, The blond male had kissed a lot of girls, more than half of which he couldn't remember the name of. Heck he had no idea what his body count was, and yet one simple kiss from this girl was enough to shut down his brain. The annoying part she wasn't one of the best kissers he had 

been with but he wouldn't mind kissing her again though, for the sake of the bet. Nothing else right?

The blond finally decided to go to a library, he figured it was really quiet and most probably the best environment to calmly think. He needed that because this brainstorming wasn't getting him anywhere, the only thing it was doing was giving him a headache. The library Adrian frequented was the community library outside school campus because well, he could focus better when he wanted to study and not worry about any judging or seductive stares. Yes he actually studied, just because he was labelled 'Fuckboy' doesn't mean he'd throw his grades and education down the drain, he wasn't stupid. On getting there, said blond boy took a deep breath before strutting in slowly. Taking a good look around, the male's eyes searched for the perfect spot to hide and probably relax his raging thoughts and hormones. Adrian's breath was instantly caught in his throat when he layed eyes on a certain brunette in the library. Okay this had to be some kind of setup, how was she in the

right place at the right time. Bella stood by one of the bookshelves, skimming through a book she was holding. 'She looks really pretty', okay what the hell?

The brunette finally looked up from the book she was holding, only to meet the eyes of a certain blond who had been -unknowningly- shamelessly gawking at her. The younger immediately rolled her eyes, oh gosh! what

did he want now? if he thought he could make her his new cum dump then he was so wrong. 'Okay rude' the older blond thought, seeing the way the other had reacted to his presence. He took nervous steps toward the girl as he watching turn her back towards him. Hands sweaty and clammy, heart pounding in his chest, throat dry, he realized he was indeed nervous. Why the hell was he nervous? that didn't make any sense but then again a lot of