The Library

Surprise

Weeks passed. We talked more and became close. I felt amazing. I was at the peak of my happiness. My heart thumped hard out of my chest every time I saw his face. Everyday we met at the same time and greeted each other with a warm grin. Then we'd hide in the back of the library and sat on the floor while we told each other every single detail of our lives. In all this time, I memorized every part of his face. The way his dimples bolded when he laughs. The way his hair glistens as he fixes it. The way his eyes look away when he says something embarrassing. I felt like he had always been a part of my life. Like I'd know him for a million years. And when we had to go home, I felt a huge hole in my chest that would only go away the next time I saw him. He was perfect.

He smiled, "What are we doing?"

I gave him a confused look and softly said, "Hanging out in the library like weirdos." We both chuckled.

"Exactly. I want more than this. I mean I love what we do everyday. But I want to go out with you. See the sun rise and set with you by my side." There was silence. "I know I sound really weird and cheesy. Just ignore me."

My whole body shivered. I wanted it. I wanted all of what he said and more. "No! I like cheesy. And it's not weird. Well, it is sort of but I want that too."

We both stared in each others eyes and deep into our souls. And for a moment, everything was silent. The world was only him and I. He inched toward my lips and I slowly started to close my eyes. And...

We kissed? It didn't feel like I imagined his soft rosy lips to feel like. It felt cold and hard. I pulled back and opened my eyes to see a book between us. I looked up to see Ms. Kennedy holding out a book at our faces. I had kissed a book.

"This is a library. It's a place to read and read only. If you'd like to do more, please do it in the appropriate place." She gave us a stern look. It looked like the nice librarian that I knew for years hated me. But I didn't care now. I had him now.
When she walked away, we both looked at each other and laughed. He then got up and grabbed my hand. He pulled me out the library and into the sunshine.

"In the appropriate place." I said jokingly.

He turned serious for a second and said, "Dont worry, it will be. A place that isn't filled with dust. For you, it'll be a place with a thousand roses and a shining moonlight." I blushed so much that I had to look away.

He then walked me home. Before he went away, I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek then left without looking back.

When I closed the door, I was sweating. My heart was racing and my head was going up and down. I walked up the stairs and into my room humming a love song. I plopped on my bed and sighed. I then turned on the tv to see the news channel.

I saw baby blue eyes just like Max's. They were light and romantic. I looked twice and saw that It was Max. I immediately stopped humming and listened to the news reporter.

"This young boy named Maxwell Smith has just been charged with multiple crimes. Including theft, vandalism, and arson. He's been sentenced to 10 years of juvie but is currently on the run. Police officials are doing their best to track down this fugitive." The noise slowly started to drain away. I was in shock. Maxwell. Max. Blue eyed boy. A crush. A fugitive.

My breath started to deepen.