I Followed after her quietly as she looked around. Her eyes were moving at The speed of light around The room taking in every book on every shelf.
She looked so passionate and beautiful but at The same time sort of annoyed by her wide literature view compared to mine. She could mention Lolita to Howl and i was more of a gloomy literature enthusiast while she would dig in on it all. Her eyes traveled to The variety of books when she stopped by a shelf. Her eyes stopped by The literature works of Oscar wilde, she pulled out "The picture of Dorian Gray" she only looked at The cover before she looked at me and opened her mouth to speak but shut it not long later as seconds later again attempting and this time succeeding to speak saying "its all Basils fault because of The portrait" i looked at her amused. She put The book back and walked to another shelf. She put out The great gatsby "Daisy as she had a warm glow" She said interested in The book but put it back in. Then as earlier she turned to lool at me and she did so for a long time. She looked beautiful, her brown messy hair and Big blue eyes all passionate i couldnt resist it. She looked so youthful and full of life. I crashed my lips on hers The minute The thought digged into my mind.
My tounge softly went past her bottom lip asking for access and it was granted. Her lips were soft and sweet. We kissed, in a library older than both of us combined surroundings by Old literature Making The surroundings seem like it was put out of a novel.
We broke The kiss as she burried her head in the crook of my neck. We continued to look at books Even i could spark The conversation with my own Literature interest Even though they were widely different from hers.
We decided to leave library and head back to where i was staying.
Crashing in The doors of The "literature club" with me after her. She stumbled in and The room was filled with people. They looked at her, took her in. I grabbed her hand and moved her with me up The stairs. I looked at her and her eyes looked questioning at me. As her big eyes looked at me i felt my insides on fire.
"why dont we go down there" she questioned me, following up her expression from seconds earlier. I looked at her trying to form an answer of some sort but i did not come up with a logical one like no i dont want to socialize you with alcoholic socialites again but somehow these words didnt leave my mouth.
"I dont feel for it" i said looking away from her, i noticed her expression soften as we entered my room. She dumped down on the floor, i placed myself next to her.
Of our shout duration of time, knowing eachother and coexisting we havent done much. We Dont go on dates or anything, we Arent in love we had sex once and spent time at my house or The library and Oh yes we went on a party once so i suppose we went on one date then.
She had now spread herself out on The floor legs crossed sighing. In my dark room with sun hitting her face it looked perfect.
We spended time like that, her not doing anything and me watching her and trough that, we somehow bonded. We didnt even try to encounter a conversation topic before brought up her earplugs and iphone. She brought one to her ear and handed one to me. I was more of a hard rock person not really into pop bands as i expected to burst out of the tiny soundoutlets. I waited for the bass to burst but instead was the soft violin sturdy noice that filled my ears.
I looked over at her in sort of light confusion before i quickly recovered myself. I looked down at her as there came a light tone covering up making this moment memorable.
"what song is it?" asked her as i was questioning her on the grounding of wanting to know the song because i could listen to it making me think of her, in this moment. This moment is truly perfect. We are sitting here listening to her songs as we act like The rest of The world is oblivion.
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I looked for Roselyn in The hall. My eyes searched aimlessly for her and seconds later i found her.
She was throwing her books out of her locker and allowing them to harshly hit The floor.
She was angry.
I was thinking, I should leave her alone, I really should. Bullshit i then thought. I made my way over to her in her angred state of What that seemed like Confusion.
Authors note:
Sorry i havent updated its just that i am encountering so many issues

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Darlings (Dane Dehaan)
FanfictionHer lips met mine, soft as clouds with taste of vodka on her tounge and i loved it.