Love in the Underworld

Chapter 2

Damien:

I was waiting outside of the library waiting for my best friend's little sister to come out after returning a couple of books, when a girl walking out caught my eye. She moved as though she was tired, but her demeanor displayed confidence. Her curly hair was a mess cascading around her, causing my view of her face to be blocked. After she throws her backpack into the backseat of her car, she sits up and looks around.

I finally get a good look at her face and she's gorgeous. With the sun going down it casts a golden hue on her brown eyes, illuminating the small specks of gold that flake her iris'. I watch as she gets into her car, seemingly making a move to back out of her spot, and all of a sudden her eyes are on mine.

I tilt my head slightly, watching as her head tilts in an echo, curls falling into her eyes. After a moment I start to move towards her with no particular reasoning or thought, though my movement seems to break her out of a trance as she starts backing out. I expect her to leave without another thought but am surprised when she sends me an apologetic look before leaving.

"Whatcha doin' tiny," my best friend's sister says. I groan at the nickname before pushing her away from me and heading towards my own car. "I saw you looking at that girl, she's pretty."

"Just get in the car."

"Awwww someone has a crushhhhh."

Addie has never ceased to make me annoyed, and it seems like right now is no different. I open my door, falling into my seat before immediately starting the car. I hear her land in the seat beside me and watch as she reaches for aux. I slap her hand away and give her a look before backing out. She starts to pout but one glare from me magically stops her from throwing her fit.

I drove for fifteen minutes in silence before pulling into the driveway of my house, watching as Addie runs into the house. I sit in my car for a couple minutes longer, my thoughts stuck on the girl from the parking lot.

I wonder if she goes there often. Maybe I'll see her again. Why do I care?