Abby was tired of sending notes.
She wanted him.
She wanted him to be hers.
So she decided to take it up a notch.
She took out a pen and paper and wrote
To Ian,
Will you meet me in the romance section at 2pm on Thursday?
She walked carefully to the checkout counter, eyeing Ian.
Ian looked at her quizzically with an eyebrow raising.
She didn't have any books in her hand why is she coming to me? He wondered
She came to the desk and handed the note to Ian.
But this time it was different.
It wasn't stuck in novels for the other person to search for and find.
Which is representative of their love of seeking out each other.
It was right there in his face.
Direct.
Yes or no
Ian took a look at the note and smiled.
He nodded with a blushed face and Abby bit her lip and smiled back at him.
Ian gave Abby the paper back with their fingers touching.
The two stayed like that for awhile until Abby let go.
The warm touched gone, replaced with cool air.
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To Be Yours
Short StoryA boy and a girl in a library, forever longing for each other. They only communicate with body language, words will be spoken but not heard. Achievements #238 in Short Story 11/12/16 #193 in Short Story 11/28/16 #163 in Short Story 1/9/17 #37 in Sh...
