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Book's, I love books, I think the main reason is because they offer an escape from our world into worlds we can only dream of.
I guess my obsession with books started when I was 14-15 cuz you know going though high school isn't always easy, not to mention me, my friends and some of my family having to deal with different supernatural creatures trying to kill us, so when things got really hard or we was waiting for something to happen I would normally grab a book and read cuz it would distract me from all the worrying, well at least for a little bit and since then I literally haven't went a day without reading something.
So hear I am, in the library to see if I can find some new books to read.
It's funny, I mean looking around I see people reading books and having this look in their eye like they can only imagine what the characters are going though or that there're wishing to have lives like the ones they are reading about, then I think about what me and my friends have been though and realize that we've had a few experiences that could match some of the stories in these book's.
While I'm looking around I feel someone's eyes on me, I look to my left and I can't see anyone, then I look to my right and oh God, what in the Hell is Peter doing here. When I put the book I was looking at down, I go to walk away but when I turn around Peter is just standing there in front of me with a smirk on his face that's SO annoying yet oddly attractive.
"Are you stalking me?" I ask him "well hello to you too" I just glare at him and say "you didn't answer my question" he just pulls an even bigger smirk and leans onto the book shelves next to us "why would I stalk you?" "I don't know, maybe it's your new hobby since ripping people's throats out probably gets boring after a while."
"well unfortunately for you, I'm not a stalker" he says, turning around to look at the books next to us "well that's exactly what a stalker would say" "maybe, but I'm actually here to get some new books" he said picking up a book.
"you read" I said to him, Peter turns around to face me with a smirk pulling at his lips "yes I can read y/n, I'm a big boy" when he says that I try not to smile but I fail so in stead I turn around and start to walk away, I get to the next isle of books and I can still feel peter behind me so I try to ignore him.
I continue to walk around the next few isles and Peter is still following me which Is really starting to get annoying.
"ok, seriously why are you following me" I say turning to look at him "maybe I like you" he tells me not even looking up from the book he is holding. "why" I ask "well out of my nephew's little friendship group, your are by far the least annoying."
"well if we annoy you so much why do you keep turning up at pack meetings"
"maybe I just go there to see you"
"why would you go just to see me" i ask him "i have my reasons" Peter said while putting the book down and turning to face me. "really because you have shone zero interest in me before today and lets not forget that you tried to kill me and my friends before you died and came back oh and why-why are you so close to me?"
I'm basically backed to the book case with Peter inches away from me "I told you, I have my reasons" "well your reasons are invading my personal space" I say to him trying not to glance down to his lips.
Peter doesn't reply he just leans down close so his face is inches from mine and before I can do anything he crashes his lips to mine. Before I can proses what's happening I notice I'm kissing him back, my hands find there way to the back of Peter neck while his are on my waist try to pull me even closer to him.
what the hell is happening, I mean I know Peter is pretty good looking and I have often wondered what it would be like to kiss him but I never thought I would get the chance to.
I pull away from the kiss to get some air and Peter leans his forehead onto mine breathing heavy the same as I am.
"why did you do that" I ask him still berthing heavy "I told you I like you" he tells me, pulling away from me. He turns around and starts to walk off "hay, you can not just do that and then jut walk off" I said, Peter looks at me over his shoulder and says "I'll see you at the next pack meeting y/n" and then walks off.
Oh he did not just do that, he did not just kiss me then walk off. what am I even thinking of course he would that's just something Peter would do.
well the next pack meeting is gonna be super awkward, for me anyway.
