Previously on glee-wait ugh, fuck it!Shit, with eyes still wide open. Like an lightening bolt I turned around, slightly raised my left leg up. And grabbed my black converse from my right hand, and made the most ugliest before hitting-someone-with-my—
converse-face and *SMACK*★✰★✰
"OUCH!!! WHAT THE FUCK!"
I smiled, kind of satisfied.
He smiled back. Wait what?
My smile disappeared the moment I realized that I still had my converse in my hand. I didn't hit him—
"YOU SLEPT WITH MY MOM!" Someone screeched, grabbing everyone's attention including ours.
I turned to my left, to see a couple fighting in the middle of the library.
I snort, some people are just crazy!
Subconscious: "Says the girl who still has the shoe in her hand. Ready to attack."
At that I immediately dropped the shoe from my hand. Making a loud thud sound again. I cringed!
I heard someone clearing their throat. I glanced up to see those amber eyes staring intently at me. The hands on my waist, which I completely forgot about moved down my hips to my thighs and then to my knees—all the way down to my feet. Until he was in a crouched down position and not once did his gaze shift from my own.
Even now, as I looked down I see his intense gaze fixed up at me.
I felt funny! Weird.
I watched as he grab my fallen-long-forgotten converse. He slightly raised my left leg up—
Subconscious: "The same one, that you were gonna use to hit—"
I blocked her out. For now!
When I didn't let him raise my leg up.
He raised an perfectly shaped eyebrow at me. And again grabbed my ankle gently to move my feet off the floor. And I let him put my shoe on for me. Why? I don't know.Subconscious: "It has not even been five minutes and you already have him on his knees for you? For a virgin, it's not bad at all."
That brought me out of my trance. And I backed away from him the same second he finished tying my shoelace for me and in result my back hit the shelves hard making an even louder noise. Just then did I realized that we weren't alone—but in an library filled with actual people in it. Who by-the-way were glaring at us right now.
"Are you Ok?" He asked, in a soft voice. Gosh, his voice.
To which I answered by showing him my back as I grabbed mike's book and also the erotic one with my eyes closed. Because, seriously I'm so embarrassed right now and speed walked my way to the cashier sitting in the front. Without giving a second glance back at him.
Subconscious: "Rude!"
The lady sitting in the cashier gave me one disgusted look after seeing the book title and I took a mental note to never come back here. Ever again!
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spinned around just to see embazing eyed guy standing there in his all glory. "Hey, do you have a couple of minutes for me to hit on you?" He asked, smirking.
Something is serious wrong with this, dude.
"Don't worry, my 'hit' will be completely different than." He paused just to look at my converse and said "Yours." He winked, also emphasizing on the word hit.

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Once Upon a Time In Year 2006
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