New book, hope ya like <3
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I love you.
One of the many lies we all experience.
I shut my book and stand up to get another one. I was so tired of this one, but I couldn't get myself to put it back onto the shelf.
I have to finish it, but I really don't want to. Afraid of the ending and what it holds.
I've cried over books many times before, and I was not looking to cry over this one. But, I kept it anyway.
I couldn't just not finish a book. It's not how my mind works. I think about how some people just do that. They start a book or movie and never finish it.
I soon realize I somehow ended up at the back of the library. Not many people come back here, including me.
It's a lot darker and more secluded compared to the other parts. But no doubt, there are some amazing books back here, so I wasn't upset.
My fingers trail across the spine of multiple books on the shelves. My fingers land on an ombré book cover, navy blue to a light blue.
I delicately pull the book out.
So B. It
I definitely remember reading this when I was younger. It was a wonderful book, and it kept my mind very curious.
I decided to take it, and read it again. I couldn't remember much of it, so it wouldn't be that bad to read.
I turn and look around to see a lonely table, with one boy sitting down at it. He had paper mates out in front of him, along with pencils.
He held one in his hand, gliding it along the fine paper. He stopped and leaned back in his chair, furrowing his brows at what he drew.
I tried to recognize the boy. I couldn't tell because his face was so close to the paper.
He threw his head back in frustration, and closed his eyes tightly. He slowly raised it back to a normal position, still keeping his eyes closed.
But, they slowly opened. His eyes landed on the only figure in front of him. He had no emotion on his face, until he let it a sputter of a laugh and a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth.
I noticed the boy was Grayson Dolan. He wasn't known for sports, even though he played, or theater, but for the fact that he was Ethan Dolan's brother. He was a rude one. But every girl couldn't help but long for him.
I then noticed how stupid I looked. Standing with a book to my chest, my messy hair in a bun on top of my head.
"Are you just going to stare?" I slightly jump at the sudden noise of his voice. He cocks his eyebrow and taps his pencil on the side of the table.
"Sorry." I quietly mutter, while turning around to go back to my area. I sit down and think about how close I was to him.
Call me crazy, but I've always had a crush on him. His beautiful brown hair that lay slightly on his forehead, his hazel amber eyes, his pink plump lips, his sculpted jawline, basically everything.
But, what was he doing in the library. I never would have expected him to be here.
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