That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 16- A Romance Book

   Since the day you left Larissas Weems's office, you hadn't stopped thinking about her. You constantly repeated that one hour in your head, every single word you said, every laugh you did, and every awkward moment you shared.

   But still, you were unsure of what you felt, you constantly got doubts about your emotions. One moment you thought that you have just some kind of attachment to her, but the other you are completely in love with her, and these emotions were making you extremely confused.

   "Her eyes, her fucking blue eyes, they are so mesmerizing." You thought to yourself as you were at your work. Today was a slow day in the book store so you mostly did nothing work related all day and just sat at the cash register and doodling eyes, specifically, you tried to draw Larissa's eyes. Your mind was constantly drifting somewhere far off, constantly making you zone out.

   It had been already a few days since you met that beautiful woman and every day when you went to work, you waited for her. Every time someone enter the bookstore you looked up with excitement to see her but it was never her. But you still didn't let your hopes die, you knew she was busy all the time so logically you had to wait.

   But as days went on the thought of her not showing up started to rub on you. Even tho you still thought about her, it wasn't as exciting anymore because you thought that she forgot or didn't seem to bother to show up. "Maybe she bought a book somewhere else? Maybe someone else helped her pick it out..." You sighed from the disappointment and immediately the self-criticism came back.

"Maybe I am so basic, that I didn't stick out to her at all, not even as a friend or person and she just forgot." You thought to yourself as you continued living your now so-called basic life. Every day you started thinking about her less and less until you even blocked out the thought of her ever coming to the bookstore.

   So now you were back in your ordinary day-to-day life, waking up, getting coffee, working, going home, and sleeping, the only different thing was that, despite you losing all hope of ever seeing Larissa Weems, she still was from time to time in the back of your head.

   Now it had been almost a week since you met Larissa Weems, and you were at work, almost ready to leave for the day. You were doing some last-minute tidying up. And because it was almost closing time you knew no one was ever coming to buy books this late so you were blasting music in your headphones while stacking some books. You were enjoying your time when suddenly you felt a light tap on your shoulder.

   You quickly turned around to face someone you thought had turned into only your hopes and dreams. In front of you was standing the exact same beautiful woman you thought you would never see again. So you quickly pulled off your headphones and greeted her. "Oh...hey! So you came." You immediately felt the nervousness come back and a strong wave of butterflies rushed through your body. "Good evening Y/n." She still had the most gorgeous smile and she herself was looking as beautiful as ever. She was so tall that right now she was towering over you and now you couldn't take a step back because if you did you would run into a bookshelf.

   "You thought I wouldn't come?" She smirked as you kept observing her. She had a long coat on which matched perfectly with the dress she was wearing. Her makeup was done perfectly and over her head was a head scarf which matched with her outfit as well. In your eyes, she was truly a goddess. "I-I, I don't know...I didn't know when you would show up." You quickly came back to your consciousness and stutter out a sentence. You quickly slid past her so you would stop looking at her or else you just might melt into a little puddle.

   "S-so, what kind of a book do you want to get?" You asked trying to act as professional as you can, trying to treat her as a regular customer, but your emotions were treating her differently. The palms of your hands got very sweaty that you needed to wipe them off in your sweater. "Well...I was looking for a romance book. Do you perhaps know a good book?" She asked. Larissa couldn't stop observing you either and you hadn't left her mind the whole week as well. If she could, she would have come to you sooner, but due to her schedule, it was a little difficult.