You loved books. That was an obvious fact. Another thing you loved was girls. A not so obvious fact. So in seeing a beautiful girl reading one of your all time favourite books, your heart fluttered.
You had to talk to her.
You clutched the book in your hands under your arm, taking a seat across from her. You sat the book on the table, beginning to read. You sat across from her to seem like it was more of a subconscious choice to sit there than you blatantly wanting to sit near her.
After a few minutes, you glanced up to see her eyes still trained on the book. If she had been stealing looks at you, you hadn't noticed. You eventually cleared your through. "I love the book you're reading!"
She lifted her head to look at you. Her hair fell over her shoulders as she tucked some behind her ear. "Thanks." She said bluntly, looking back down. Looks like this was going to be harder than anticipated.
"My names Y/N."
"MJ." Her eyes didn't lift from the page.
There was a short and extremely awkward silence.
"Did it hurt... when you feel from heaven?" You coughed out before you could even think about it.
"Well it didn't fucking feel pleasant." She smirked back, snapping her book shut. She slid you a small piece of paper, standing up suddenly. She left you in a stunned silence as you looked at the small piece of paper.
A phone number.
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