Forbidden

To Be Or Not To Be

Maybe you think that you can hide
I can smell your scent from miles
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals
Baby, I'm so what you trying to do to me
It's like we can't stop, we're enemies
But we get along when I'm inside you
You're like a drug that's killing me
I cut you out entirely
But I get so high when I'm inside you

I kept humming along to Maroon 5's Animal, all the way to the library. Only Adam Levine would get me this excited to go to the library on a cold day.

Don't tell no lie, lie, lie, lie
You can't deny, ny, ny, ny
The beast inside, side, side, side
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now girl don't lie, lie, lie, lie
You can't deny, ny, ny, ny
The beast inside, side, side, side
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Woah, woah, woah

Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals
Ah, ooh!

I shifted my hair to the one side of my neck as I pulled my strap bag higher up my shoulder and opened the wooden door's to the warm and cozy library. Looking down at my shoes, I wiped the little specks of water off my skinny legged jeans and shrugged out of my jacket and let it hang on one of the jacket hooks by the door.The carpet looked old and dirty, and the tables looked scratched and worn, but regardless I loved this place.

It was so unusual and unorganized that it would more likely resemble my book shelf then anything. That might be the reason why I loved it here. It felt more like home.

Looking around a bit, I saw that only a few people were in today. Well, it wasn't like a lot of people came here anyway, but lesser as it may have seemed on any ordinary day.

I waved over at the librarian as he flipped through some old car magazine at the check out, and he smiled at me with his yellow teeth then proceeded to take a long sip from his ever lasting coffee.

I walked through sections A-C, running my fingers along the assembled books, from different sizes to shapes. Whoever worked here with these books defiantly didn't care what appearance this place was in. Which made it all the more better.

Craning my head up a little I spotted the one book I was looking for. And ironic enough, it was on the top shelf, furthest away from me. I either had the option of balancing my weight on a couple of piled up books on the floor, or make an estimate and do a one shot jump and pray that I'd land on the other side of the millions of book's scattered around the floor like a bridge from my side to the other.

I choose option one.

Wobbling a little as put my high heeled shoe on the four or so books so I'd get a better height, I quickly started to mutter silent prayers.

This book better be damn worth it.

Reaching higher up a bit, I quickly pressed my right hand to the metal bar attached to the book shelf and reached out my left hand slowly to the book.

I was almost there, just a little bit...

I felt my high heel shoe slip to the side and my right hand came flying off from the metal bar and before I knew what happened, my wide eyes were suddenly glued to a pair of wide green eyes, and I didn't have a chance to give this absolutely handsome man my number because I was already sprawled in his muscular, warm arms.

He stumbled back and his back hit the shelf on the other side of the books section, making it shake a little then it came to a stop.

My breath was coming out in quick huffs.