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Ninety-Eight: Pretty fucking amazing

Lukas's POV

Lukas you're an idiot. How could you think writing this paper with her on the other side of the desk was going to be a good idea? You're never going to finish this tonight. I mean look at her, that face all concentrated and cute scrunching her nose when she has to read something twice. Her messy bun and damn those glasses, she looks so adorable and beautiful. I was more staring at her than writing something in that hideous Word document, which was not going to get me closer to graduation.

"Eyes on your paper." Bells whispered when she caught me staring at her through my eyelashes.  

"I can't fucking concentrate." I smiled at her, well aware she was the reason my mind wasn't planning on writing this paper any time soon. All of a sudden, she took the elastic band from her hair and started covering her face with her messy locks. What is she doing? It made me laugh aloud, the way she still looked cute like this.

"Better?" She said, her hair covering her face, but I was pretty sure that under that carpet she was smiling, I could hear it in her voice.

"Not Really." I said a little too loud, earning myself and angry stare and a hiss from some guy two tables away from us. It was already late, so the library was almost empty apart from us and some other nerds trying to study. I scrunched my face at him, giving him an even more annoyed stare back. If you can't concentrate, welcome to the club.

"I'm serious you need to finish that paper." She chuckled as she pushed the curtain of hair behind her ears.

"How? Why?" I held my hands up because how was I going to write and look at her at the same time and why would I write when I could look at her.

"Just write." She laughed, giving me a once over and a sweet smile as she closed her book in front of her. "You need to graduate." She said softly and she had me with the word babe every time, sending chills trough my body and making me swoon on the spot. 

"I know, trust me I don't want to spend another year in those classes that don't tell me anything new." I smiled, my eyes lingering on her beautiful face. What did I manage to pull out my sleeve to deserve her? I grunted at my computer screen when I watched how many words I had written. Twenty-five in total, including my name and the title, good job Lukas, you're one step closer to failure.  

"Just pretend I'm not here." She let out a laugh that drew my attention to her even more. She was twirling a pencil between her fingers as she opened up another book, ready to summarize another class and scrunch her nose at difficult paragraphs.

She wasn't only perfect on the outside, the most beautiful and adorable girl on campus but she was also smart and that's what made her stand out from any other girl. She just had it all, and I fell in love with her more and more each day. "Not possible." I shook my head with a smirk on my face and my voice might have been louder than I thought as the same guy with the angry stare now loudly scoffed again. "What's your problem?" My lips spoke before my mind could stop me. I'm his problem, of course.

"You don't own this place dude. Can't you just leave the girl alone? She's clearly not into you." My glasses nearly fell off my face at his words, not sure he was aware of our situation. Ooo he called me dude, now I should be scared. I rolled my eyes at his words before observing him a little better. He looked like one of those jocks spending time in the library because their coach wants them to get higher grades, and they think going to the library could make up for the two braincells in their head.  

His words got Bella's attention too as she pulled her head from her books, her eyes and smirk directed to me. "How would you know she's not into me? Dude." I said mimicking his dude part while I rolled my eyes once more and I felt the asshole side of me come to the surface.