When We Collide √

Chapter 40

I continue standing while gazing at him. I assume he hadn't noticed my presence so I simply stand there and look at him.

His shaggy hair slightly falls perfectly over his face when he's reading and he's playing with the stud on his eyebrow with his index finger. His eyes widen then narrow while he reads ....he's reacting to the story and I can't help but notice how long his lashes are and I look at the tattoos on his fingers as he taps on the wooden table one...two...three..he keeps on tapping and I'm mesmerized by how gorgeous he looks ....he looks peaceful and charming the polar opposite of the one in reality

Amell's blue eyes suddenly dart upwards and he looks at me....he found me staring ....for what seems like the a millionth time since I met him . I look away embarrassed and suddenly I remember that I hate him

"What are you doing here can't you see the table is already occupied? " I ask as I take a seat

"As far as I can see there is no sign that says occupied ," he blurts out

"My books are here and they have name tags so you should have put one and one together ," I blurt back slightly raising my voice

"Umm as far as I'm concerned the library is for all those who are interested and I don't see a fucking sign that says this property belongs to Tracy Naye Anderson ," he shouts back earning us glares from a few patrons and a couple of shushs

I can't help but smile inwardly that he actually knows all three of my names or maybe he just looked at the name tags on my books and I know I'm being a major dick by telling him to find another seat not that I want him near me...but because the library is for everyone so I raise my hands in mock defeat and push my seat inwards

I open the first page of pride and prejudice and I begin reading trying to avoid the amazing scent that is Amell's. The library is silent ......pin drop silence. I try to concentrate on my book but I keep on looking at Amell. I notice that he is reading great expectations by Charles Dickens and I want to comment but I settle on keeping my mouth shut . I notice how his eyes widen when he probably reads something amazing and the way his forehead creases when he reads something sad . Why on earth am I noticing things about someone I despise. I reluctantly look away and try to read

Finally after what seems like ages I am consumed by how Elizabeth declined the dance offer from Mr Darcy and I wanted to congratulate her....Elizabeth sure was fire. Suddenly lightning flashes and I hear the booming sound of thunder. I literally jump out of my seat the rain soon begins pouring down.

I hear chuckles that eventually turn into a humorous laughter . I watch as Amell laughs and the sound sends a soothing chill down my spine. He looks so childish and carefree when he laughs . His laugh was contagious because soon I found myself laughing with him.

As if he's noticed what he was doing , the childish grin disappears from his face and he instantly goes back to reading . I too return back to reading about Elizabeth and Darcy but I couldn't get Amell's pretty face while he laughed out of my head . I grab the loose strand of my hair and twirl it around my index finger as I read due to habit . When I look up to see if the rain has subsided , I find Amell staring at me and he doesn't stop when he notices I'd caught him off guard .

It was as if we were constantly playing some sort of staring contest . I stopped twirling my hair strand and looked away avoiding eye contact when I turned back to him he was still staring and his book was now closed it was like he was trying to read me or something

"Earth to Gabriels ," I found myself saying and he got startled

"Umm....which assignment are you doing ?" he asks coolly

"I tried doing physics but that didn't end well so I'm just reading a classic ," I reply

"You're into literature classics ?" He asks and I don't fail to notice the glint of amazement behind his dark blue eyes

"Yeah ," I answer as if it's the most obvious thing in the world like water in a glass

"You don't look like one who's intrigued by Elizabeth and Darcy ," he says and my eyes widen with shock

"You read classics ?" I ask and my jaw literally hits the ground when he says yes

"You also don't look like the type to read such books," I blurt out judgementally

"What makes you say that ?" He asks with a raised brow

"I would not wish to be hasty in censuring anyone but I always speak what I think ," I say quoting Elizabeth

Amell notices the words and we both erupt into chuckles which turn into laughs

"I have no doubt now," he says and I smile at him

He briefly looks at me and I suddenly look away afraid that I might drown in the pools of blue that are his eyes

"Why'd you look away ?" He whispers and I catch my breath

Because you're the snake and I'm your prey

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