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Why am I so fucking nervous?

Because you had a killer orgasm in the shower five hours ago and now you're meeting the same dude for coffee.

Shut up

You weren't telling him that when he was finger fucki-you are the most annoying bitch ever

You think I am annoying?

Yes

You should meet Bella's consy, I pop into their head sometimes just to listen to their conversations. Oh my god, and Sage's-they are a real consy. I am still learning from them.

Who the fuck?

Oh, yeah, it's the consyverse, you wouldn't know...

You know what, I won't even ask.

Thats what I thought fucking bitch (Rori's consy should be proud)

I ignore the bitch in my head as my knee bounces up and down and I take a sip of my coffee. We didn't drive here together only because he had to go somewhere right after our shower.

But he gave me this location, and the whole library is closed. Yeah, it's a library with a coffee shop in it, heaven in other words.

I bite down on my bottom lip as I look around, I mean it wouldn't hurt if I looked around until I wait for him, now would it?

I take a sip of the amazing warm coffee as I stand up from the little couch and walk towards my favourite aisle, the romance aisle in libraries and bookstores is where I freaking live.

Oh my god, Akira read Archer's voice and says I need to start it before she spoils it all for me. I read the description online and it sounds really good.

Smiling as I walk through the narrow hall trying to find the books I'd read, I love reading. I can't even express how much I love to read, like everyday I'd go back to my house in New York and the first thing I'd do was get buck naked and sit in my bed reading until I felt my dark circles coming in.

I think the book at the top of my TBR right now is probably Ugly love from all the texts I got when Akira was reading, 'omg I love miles' 'I would cut off his dick' 'what the hell is wrong with him 'HE'S SO CUTE' 'I am going to eat myself alive' 'mans is kinda hot' 'WHY BRUH' are a few of the most interesting examples.

She didn't dare spoil it for me, I would fucking kill her if she did but I want to know what all the hype is about and why she was crying and throwing shit at one point.

I see a shelf for Colleen Hoover books and walk towards it with the motive of getting my heart shattered in two, taking a sip of my coffee as I reach for the dark blue cover of Ugly love.

Picking it up and reading the back slowly, rolling my eyes 'never ask about his past' it states and I can think about how she probably asks and he becomes a rude asshole.

Seriously? A friends with benefits-not even, it says here on the back there is only physical attraction-so...Acquaintances with benefits? Jesus, this book should be a ride.

I kept reading, that was until I gasped when I felt two arms wrap around my waist and I'm pulled into a warm body. "Seriously? Ugly love?" I hear Seb's voice from me and I relax.

I thought it was a murderer.

I know something you don't blondy...

I turn before glaring at him, "you scared me" I whisper when the librarian in here hushes us as her shh echoes through the library.

"And what's wrong with it?" I ask and he shakes his head, "nothing with the book, just that there was no grovelling at the end, where there most definitely should have been after he-" I cover my ears and he keeps talking even after seeing I am not listening to him spoiling the book.

He grabs my coffee and my eyes widen a bit when he puts his lips where mine were and takes a sip of my coffee, lightly tapping my wrist telling me he's done being an asshole.

Wait, he read it?

"If I was her, I'd bury him alive" he mutters looking around on the shelves and my mouth drops, he reads, no fucking way.

"You've read it?" I ask dumbfounded and he shoots me a unimpressed look taking another sip of my coffee, "no I sensed the book and know everything that happened, i'm a magical creature with a tail a bit like Cardan's"

I almost fell, he's read the cruel prince too. Since when the hell does he read?

"You didn't know?" he asks sarcastically before there is another shh echoing through the library, he rolls his eyes and then his arm is wrapping around my shoulders as he pulls me into the side of his body.

He takes the book from my hands and puts it back, and I almost laugh when he glares at the book.

He walks down another row with me, this one getting a bit darker as we make our way to the backside of the library. "You left one book at the house and got me hooked" he murmurs and I smile.

My arms wrap around his torso lightly and I lean in closer to him, "Seb" I call lightly when some couches come into view. He hums handing me my coffee back, "Abby"

I love when he answers with my name, "I'm sorry" I blurt out as he sits down on the couch, looking at me. A small smile reaches his lips as he pats the spot beside him on the couch, I sigh before sitting beside him and placing the cup of coffee on the coffee table.

"I am too" he starts off quietly, turning his body a bit to look at me. Fuck I still regret saying what I did that night-"-But you can't blame yourself for all of this" he whispers, his hand coming up and he lightly cups my cheek.

His thumb brushing away my curtain bangs, I go to talk, to tell him it was all my fault but he talks before I could. "Ximena we both know this wasn't all on you, I should have tried talking to you, I saw your panic attack coming in but I ignored it" he leans forward and places a soft kiss on my cheek.

"And I'm so sorry for that"

My eyes flutter shut and I lean into his touch, "I just got so scared, I was leaving three days later and I had no idea how to talk to you about that, us." I lightly grab his wrist when he goes to move but he stays, resting his forehead against mine.

"We should have tried talking" Seb whispers, my eyes open to meet his pretty blue ones. "But we were both beyond terrified" he visibly swallows when he finishes his sentence.

I nod a bit, "I tried blaming you" he admits and his eyes shut, a light colour of pink rises to his cheeks. "But deep down I knew it was my fault"

"I just needed to make myself feel better after what my parents told me, I tried hating you-fuck I tried so hard but I couldn't" he whispers, my eyebrows furrow as my hands rise to his face, lightly cradling his cheeks in my hands.

"What do you mean?" I ask, what the hell did his parents say to him to make him want to hate me.

I hold him close to me, he takes a deep breath before his eyes open and my heart shatters when I see his glossy eyes. "They told me that I'd hurt every girl that tried loving me, and then I finally did"

I move closer to him before wrapping my arms around him and pulling him close to me, "baby" I mutter as he wraps his arms around me and nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, "no, don't say I didn't hurt you-because I saw how your heart shattered through your eyes when I agreed to us being a mistake" he tries pushing me away but I only hold him tighter.

"Seb, every relationship has ups and downs, that was supposed to be a down but we were both terrified and turned it into something much bigger" I explain running my hands through his hair, trying to calm his breathing down.

"We both pushed each other away so don't you dare blame yourself, I was scared, you were too. We both fucked up, okay?" I mutter, placing a soft kiss on his temple.

"You are nothing your parents say you are" I assure him, pulling away and holding his face in my hands carefully. My thumb swipes away the tear that slipped down his cheek as he nods.

"How do we make sure this doesn't happen again?" he asks, his voice small and shaky.

I shrug, "tell each other when we're scared of something?" I suggest and he hums, leaning forward, his mood completely changing from upset to neutral and cool as he grabs my coffee.

"Easy enough" he nods sipping on my coffee acting like it's his, his fingers are still laced through mine as he leans back on the couch. I roll my eyes before moving closer to him.

"That's mine" I mutter

He side eyes me as he takes another sip, asshole, I paid a whole 4 dollars for that.

"I think you have bipolar disorder" I say under my breath for him not to hear as I lean beside him, wrapping my arms around his torso and sighing when I place my head on his chest.

Watching as his face flashes confusion, "how did you know?" he asks seriously. I take one look at him before fucking snorting, there's the oblivious Sebastian I knew.