Chapter 32

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Everly

The library was not that busy, but there were some students hanging around. Something good about the school is that they close the library at 6 pm, which allow us students the advantage to stay in school that late.

Elliot made sure, I was sitting somewhere that he thinks I would be comfortable in. It didn't really matter where I was sitting.

He seemed reluctant to leave, but eventually he did. I was so close to finishing my assignments, when someone pulled a chair beside me and I see a guy who I assume is from the music club smiling at me.

"Hello." He said.

I awkwardly replied back and waited patiently for them to ask something or say something.

"We are having a small event outside school to raise funds for our local charities." He started and I nodded my head as a sign to continue talking.

"It would be perfect if you could help us to call students to the event. It's indoor, so there shouldn't be a problem for students to sit for the performance."

I don't know, why of all the people he have to approach me and ask for help. Does he think I am popular enough or too strong enough to call people for some events?

"I- I would have loved to help." I started. "B-but I can't help you, I'm sorry."

"Why?" He asked.

"I am not a popular kid who everyone listens to. You should ask some jocks or cheerleaders."

"You have Elliot, you can speak to him." He asked hopeful.

"You can speak to him yourself." I said.

"His glare is enough to make me want to run for the hills." He cracked a joke and I smiled a little.

"I can't guarantee you he will help or come, but I will let him know, if he listens." I added and he chuckled a little.

In the midst of talking I didn't see him approaching us and boy he was glaring at the back of the poor guy.

The guy, who I don't even know his name was, scrambled on his feet and greeted him and was about to leave, when Elliot pulled him by his collar from the back and turned him around.

"Where are you f^cking going?" Elliot snarled at him.

Elliot, most probably took a shower since his hair is slightly wet and he have changed into a black hoodie and black skinny jeans and sneaker with his trench coat. He looked handsome like always.

"I-I am going back to my place." He said.

"If you come near her again, you will be the next one in the field." Elliot warned. I put my hand on Elliot's and glared at him.

"He was here to talk about an event and needs your help." I defended that poor lad and was scared about the guy's safety and wondered where the heck was the librarian, but I didn't want either of them in trouble. "Leave him alone." I pleaded Elliot and he looked at me and sigh and left the guy and took my hand. He was still angry, but he was controlling.

"If you f^cking need my help, you come and talk to me directly. You don't have to come near my girl." Elliot snapped and oh boy, did he just called me his girl? Why is that making my heart flutter.

"Would you have listen if he came to you?" I asked him and without even hesitating he replied.

"Of course not." And I rolled my eyes at him. "Sorry about that, I will pass the message to him." I apologize to that guy.

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