When We Collide √

Chapter 39

By the time physics ends I am tired as hell and I fucking want to sleep. The nightmares have been more frequent and Aiden isn't usually there nowadays considering the fact that his girlfriend doesn't live far away from our place aunt Marie always has night shifts so I usually stay at home alone and the same thing usually happens ....I sleep with a novel on my hands I'm woken up by my own screams ....I wash my face and get back to bed ....it's kind of like a routine now

I also remember I have that fucking calculus test to read for

At least today I didn't sleep during physics ,but you also didn't get anything, my subconscious blurts out. I remember the physics homework I have and despite my sleep I make my way to the library. Ms Hamilton greets me on the way in and I give her a gentle smile. I make my way to the science section in a bid to get a physics textbook or guide book. I'm already bored by the time I start reading about hydraulic lifts and pumps and I close the huge book and rest back on my chair . I briefly look at the notes scribbled in bad handwriting due to my frequent dozing in class and the pad of blue sticky notes and try to think of ways to avoid homework ...maybe Aiden might do it for me ...I hope he'll be at home tonight ....after assuring myself that I'll try to do the homework with Aiden I finally stand up and make my way to the literature section

It's so amazing how the books seem to just be calling on you ....like they have something important to tell you through those paragraphs and dusty pages . I briefly inhale the smell of the old wooden bookshelves mixed with the smell of dusty old books that have been read for ages and I like it ...I like the scent of old literature ....inspiring words and a good classic story where people are allowed to fall in love ....hurt each other and eventually drown in their own sinful love

I walk to the midsection and briefly stand to take a look at the books so that I can make a choice on what to read . Turns out I've read almost all the books and I can't help but eye pride and prejudice that book seems to be my drug. I lift up my hands and slowly but carefully remove it from the slot and when it's finally slid out I stare at the pair of eyes staring back at me through the tiny space left between the books when I removed PAP from it's slot

I want to run ....I want to hide I simply want to do anything other than looking at the piercing blue eyes on the other side of the shelf but I can't seem to think about anything .....the eyes are so captivating they pull onto mine like magnets. They dazzle in the temporary darkness that has been created by the shadows of the books. They look like icy blue oceans .....like the azure sky at night. The eyes hold so much emotion but I can't decipher any of them because they are all hidden behind the cold yet so amazingly beautiful eyes I'm staring at they are kind of like a perfect imperfection no...a chaotic perfection ....both cold and beautiful at the same time. I can't help but notice the hint of grey highlighted at the edge of the irises. I can't seem to be able to do anything ....I can't think ...all I can do is simply stare at the amazing eyes on the other side . I notice the silvery greyish stud on his eyebrow and I'm amazed by how it matches with his grey-blue eyes blending in with the grey edges

I only know one person with a stud on the eyebrow. Suddenly the person on the other side looks away at he sort of disappears ...well he probably just walked away. I'm still comprehending how beautiful eyes can be when I'm brought back from my trance when the book in my hand suddenly falls to the ground

I pick it up and I walk back to my seat trying to get rid of the blue colour I see every time I blink . I literally freeze in my tracks when I see the person seated on the opposite side of my seat

And I desperately want to run again

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