love and war: a fireafy fanfic

chapter two: leafy

Scratch, scratch, scratch.

There aren't a lot of people at the library right now. I'm currently sitting at a spacious table in a secluded area of the library, surrounded completely by tall stacks of books. 

Books and books. Books about science, romance, mystery, history. Lots and lots of damn books. I've read maybe most of these books here. 

Books, worksheets, paper, spread out all in front of me. The only things you could hear right now are people walking, writing on their paper and the flipping of a page. Pretty silent and I love it.

I'd rather study right now then study at home cause I know for a fact that I'd sleep right away or I'd be too busy to have time to do homework. I know I have lots of responsibilities and things to complete when I'm home. Lots of responsibilities...

I look at the question in front of me. Shit, this isn't making sense. I run a hand through my hair and groan.

I lean back and stare at the paper. I should drink some water. I take a sip of water and see Firey walking up to the table.

Hell no, I do not wanna see him. Sure, I did say we could get to know each other but I didn't mean it seriously. Plus I don't wanna ruin the thing I have going on here right now. I'm focused, it's silent and I like being alone.

It was so peaceful and quiet, until someone plopped down in the chair next to mine.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snap.

Firey just smirked.

"Studying, what else would I be doing in a library?" he retorted, the amusement clear in his voice.

"Why don't you sit somewhere else." I sigh.

Firey started to pretend to be hurt, clutching a hand to his chest as if I had wounded him with my own words. I frowned at the little gesture.

"Ouch, that stung, Leafy Wisteria. Do you really hate me that much? I'm a very enjoyable seat partner." he replied, a grin spreading across his face.

I rolled my eyes at his words, trying to ignore him as I focused on my studying. I can't deny the fact that my cheeks were slightly warmer than usual though. I kinda wish that I could wipe that grin off his damn face.

"I don't even know why you're here. You don't actually study," I muttered, barely taking my eyes from the pages of my paper. 

"I came here to study Firey. So, if you're here to bother me then you can leave." I continue.

Firey smirked, leaning over and gently tapping the page with his finger,

"So you're saying I'm a distraction?" he teased, his eyes watching me closely, I bet he saw my slight blush.

"I'm actually kind of honored, to be more interesting to you than your studies." he added, his voice carrying a hint of confidence.

I lift my head to look at him, my expression a mixture of annoyance and interest.

"What is it that you want anyway?" I snapped, trying to keep my voice as cold as usual, despite the emotions swirling inside me. I feel a mixture of interest, annoyance, and rage. 

He leaned close to me, his voice low and teasing as he spoke.

"What do I want? I think you know what I want, Leafy. I want your attention, I want your time."

I frown and shake my head. "Then you can leave. Studies are more important. If you're here to distract me, then leave."

He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from my face, his fingertips grazing my cheek in the process. My own skin tingled where he touched me, ignore it Leafy.