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Y/N's POV

I walked into the library with a stack of books towering over my head.

"In coming!" I called.

It was only revealed after I had set the tower of books down on the table that I had in fact been talking to no one.

I laughed slightly at my current situation and began to out the books away.

I didn't notice that Olive had been standing in the doorway until I turned around to grab more books.

I jumped and place my hand over my heart, "Dear god."

She only laughed and walked into the library, grabbing a few books and walking over to the shelves.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm helping you." She mused, another giggle dancing past her lips.

I nodded and followed persuit.

Olive jumped this time as a book slid out of my hands, making a loud slap as it hit the floor. We both went to pick it up and our hands grazed each other. It was a small action but nonetheless a slight blush crept onto my cheeks.

We looked at each other as she handed me the book. It was a look of pure admiration from me, every piece of her. Her red hair, her eyes that were gleaming in the sun, the soft red that dusted her cheeks, and her lips, the way her bottom lip stick out a bit further than her top, and they way they looked so soft and plump.

We somehow had ended up millimeters apart from each other. My hands were placed on her face. It was her who leaned in first. She pressed out lips together and used my waist to hold us there. Our lips moved in sync, and I discovered that her lips are much softer than they looked. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I embraced it with my own. We stayed there for a bit, molding further together as time went on.