Joe looked to Ethan thankfully then turned to Ella expectantly, his hopeful smile falling slightly,
'She actually wants to stay?'
Joe swallowed, "right, no, she's right we really did just get here," he mustered out, "and you did say you guaranteed that they would have more Timberwolf books, I need to see her proven wrong," Joe smirked, blinking slightly when he felt her hand slide into his.
'Oh god, she's touching me, romantically touching me, holding hands.. that's romantic right?'
Ethan looked at Joe confused, "but didn't you just-"
Joe kicked him subtly, "well stay, we'll meet there," he shrugged,
Ethan grumbled under his breath, rubbing his shin slightly, "ok- ok," he breathed, "we'll see you soon then?" He questioned, grabbing Blythes hand.
Joe let out a quiet sigh, watching the two of them walk away before the wind was knocked out of him as he was dragged across the room, his feet trying to catch up with his mind when they suddenly stopped. It felt so much quieter in here, like they weren't even in the bookstore anymore. The air was still, and fresh.
Joe frowned a little when his hand was cold of her touch, looking our toy he party then back to where she was walking. He wanted to say something but instead followed along a few feet back, letting her explore the books in her own time.
Joe pictured the party to be smooth, quiet and sophisticated, but instead it was sleek, elite and loud.
He stopped and blinked when she started talking breaking the silence, "a miniature barbie doll house?" He repeated, "that isn't a compliment, besides Mr Mooneys has charm, and character, I feel like I'm in an iPhone.. for books," he muttered.
"Competition, please I know alot of people who would much prefer reading old classics then new stuff, I bet this place is just filled with biographies of third rate actors,"
Joe turned and pulled out a book, staring at the cover, something about astrology, he looked up at her, pushing the book back into its place. He smiled gently, "no, not at all, it's fine, I know Ethan can be a bit much, and Blythe is a,"
'Bitch,'
"Yeah she's intriguing.." he grumbled, watching her. She wanted to talk to him more? They had a whole conversation together before.
'Oh... she wanted to know me me, not books, not coffee, me,'
Joe watched her cautiously as she stepped forward to him, "well.. ah- I don't," the closer she got, the more Joe started to trip on his words, "I'm not one to talk about myself a lot.." he shrugged,
'Just to yourself..'
"And- w-well Mr Mooney.... We'll.. he's an interesting man," joe breathed quietly, suddenly feeling his heart pick up speed, she was so close to him, closer then she's ever been. It took everything in his power not to lean in and kiss her, lift her up, push her against the bookshelf.
Joe swallowed, his Adam's apple visibly moving with his nerves. He couldn't help but look at her lips to. As if there was this tension in the air.
'Your lips were made for mine Ella..'
Joes fingers twitched, should he grab her arms, bring her closer to him, crash his lips into hers. She wasn't moving, but she was looking. God joe, awful at taking hints, or- getting hints?
He could smell her perfume from here, and it was intoxicating, alluring, deadly. Joe stepped a little closer, finally leaning into her, his head tilting slightly as he moved in for a kiss.
Until the lips he was about to kiss moved, Joe screamed on the inside, watching as she looked over to the bookshelf, also looking at the books.
'No, no, no, NOO, so close!'
'Is someone throwing a sick prank? Cause I'm about to be pissed..'
"What the hell," he mumbled, instinctively moving next to her, he had to protect her, it was his duty.
He eyed her, 'I was thinking ghosts.. but murder sounds good'
"Why do you always think it's murder," he whispered backed, following her quietly to the source of the sound.
Even Joe recognised the small hunk of a man that was Evan. What Evan was doing in a public library was a little more surprising.
'Oh good, everyone is getting laid but me'
He raised his eyebrows, then furrowed them slightly,
'They are really going at it.. like horny rabbits'
Joe kept his eyes on the pair for a little longer then he was supposed to, realising Ella was no longer filling the space in front of him,
"Ella?"
"Ella-," he turned to see her back in there original spot, meeting up with her he stopped, "you ok?" He questioned, not getting an answer, only that she wanted to go.
"Oh, ah yeah ok?"
Why was she upset, she wasn't dating Evan.. she was meant to be on a date with him.
Joe watched her leave, letting out a long groan before following along, jogging out to catch up with her, "Ella! Ella wait up!" He huffed, grabbing her arm gently, "are you going to tell me what that was about?" He questioned, "you just stormed off," he sighed, "and I thought you wanted to stay,"
He held her arm a little tighter so that she came to a complete stop, "look, if you want to go home, and I can just take you home," he suggested, "i thought Evan was just your friend, you told me so today remember,"
