'Opposites attract' ,I thought as I was walking to the coffee shop.

I didn't believe it at first. I found it ridiculous.

'Opposites attract.'

At that time, to me, it sounded like a bad sitcom.

I didn't believe in the idea of two complete contraries being attracted to one another.

It sounded more like a World War III in progress.

You don't trust me? Well then, let's sum it up.

You are contrary to one another, which means that you have a different opinions and views on things which would lead to who knows how many fights.

Sounds like a World War to me.

But that was just my opinion.

However, after just one accidental meeting, I changed my mind.

It was the first day of autumn.

The beautiful grey clouds were decorating the blue sky and the sound of the rain falling to the ground was surprisingly calming to my ears.

It was a late Saturday morning, and I was skipping happily through the streets of my small town.

I absolutely loved autumn. There was just something poetic about the leaves dying yet being beautiful.

With a dark blue umbrella in my right hand and a little black backpack on my back, I made my way to the little coffee shop at the end of the street.

I was wearing simple black jeans and a dark blue sweater with a wolfface printed on it, I also had my favorite black coat that I paired with blackboots.    

In my backpack were the books I recently bought, one of them was Demigods and Magicians by Rick Riordan.

I waited months and months for my bookstore to finally get that book.

I was paying weekly visits to my favorite bookstore in town hoping that they got the book. I would buy some other books while I was waiting; mostly mysteries, werewolves and books about Greek mythology.

Rick Riordan books were my life, well; at least the one's related to Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson and the Olympians serial were about Greek Gods while The Heroes of Olympus serial was about their Roman aspects. The Kane Chronicles were about Egyptian Gods and Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard were about Norse Gods.

Unfortunately, my bookstore still didn't get Magnus Chase serial of books and I was very sad about that. Also, Rick published new series called The Trials of Apollo, with Greek God Apollo as main protagonist.

My bookstore didn't have that serial too.

Sadness.

The books were like a drug to me.

I entered the coffee shop and made my way to the booth on the left, right next to the window.

I put my backpack on the table and took out Demigods and Magicians. I was so excited. I couldn't wait to finally read it.

I ordered a cappuccino and chocolate cookies and leaned in my seat as I opened the book and started reading it.

It only took me a couple of seconds before I got consumed by the book and its context. I didn't even notice the waiter when he brought me my cappuccino.

By the time I finished the book my cappuccino already got cold.

I drank it anyway. 

I was a fast reader, so it didn't take me long time to read a book; especially if I liked it.

I took another book from my backpack and started reading it while I was chewing my chocolate cookies.

This one was about werewolves and its title was 'The Bite'; apparently it was a wattpad featured story. The book was about the girl who was running from an abusive past to in order to start a new life and...well, don't let me spoil it for you.

I was really intrigued with this book and so I continued reading it without taking my eyes of it. My eyes were literally glued to the book until I read the last page. The books were like a drug to me.

Well...now I was left with a cliffhanger.

Nonetheless, the book was amazing and now I wanted to buy second and third sequels so I could know what happens next. This book got me hooked up so bad.

I wanted to go to the bookstore and buy those sequels right now but it was probably closed by now, given that it was 5 pm.

I dropped my head on the table and let out a small and quiet whine. 'It wasn't fair', I thought.

I closed my eyes for a moment and started listening to the things around me. The old couple not too far away from my booth was giggling quietly, probably at me, the sound of coffee machine in the background of the quiet coffee shop and the sound of falling rain from the outside.

The coffee shop worked twenty-four hours every day, included weekends and I was really grateful for that. Whenever I needed some quiet place at any time of the day I would come here to relax from all of the stress caused by the school.

I just started my final year of High School and let me tell you, beingthe senior was a lot of work. I already got a couple of projects and essays todo and I was mentally exhausted. 

I run my fingers through my long and messy dirty blonde hair and let out a sigh. I couldn't wait to finish High School in order to get some peace.

My head snapped up when I felt someone sitting on the other side of my booth. I thought that it was one of my friends but I was wrong.

The person in front of me was the boy no older than myself. He had dirty blonde hair and his eyes were the color between sapphire blue and emerald green. He had a strong jaw and masculine chest, which I could see through his tight black shirt that was glued to his skin. He wore a black jacket and ripped dark blue jeans. He gave the look of a 'Bad Boy'.

He was smirking at me and I was already annoyed by this boy because I knew that whatever comes out of his mouth was going to be something stupid or something flirtatious.

"Well hello Gorgeous." He said in a deep and husky voice that sent shivers down my spine.

Being stubborn me I refused to let him know that he had any effect on me and instead rolled my eyes at his comment.

"Who the hell are you?" I responded to his comment harshly but quietly; not wanting to disturb the peace and quiet atmosphere at the shop.

"Ouch. That wasn't nice at all. You wound me." He placed a hand on his heart faking heartbreak.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in annoyance. I just wanted some peace and quiet time for myself and now it was ruined by this jerk.

"Well I guess it was a bit rude of me not to introduce myself." He said with a chuckle and extended his right hand at my direction. "The name is Damien. Damien Salvatore."

I just raised my right eyebrow at his hand before rolling my eyes again and straightening in my seat.

Damien took his hand back with a sad expression on his face.

But...There's no way. I'm reading way too much into this. 

"Well, Damien, tell me what to do you want from me?" I said to him feeling curious of why would he approach me.

He immediately brightened up and there was a twinkle of something in his eyes, something I couldn't quite discover what it was.

"I will tell you if you tell me your name." He said with a cheesy grin and my right eye twitched a little from annoyance.

"I don't have to tell you anything." I said a little angry to him.

But seriously, what he was thinking? That I will just casually give my name to the boy I don't even know? What if he turns out to be a serial killer or a psychopath?

I started packing my things in my backpack and was ready to get up and leave when he placed his hand over mine on the table.

"Wait! Don't go! I didn't mean to scare you I just wanted to talk you. Please don't leave!!!" Damien said desperately and tightened his hold on my hand.

I let out an annoyed sigh and muttered 'Fine'.

He smiled and dropped the tight hold on my hand, now he was holding it gently.

I couldn't quite protest, because for some reason his hand was calming me and I felt very warm all of sudden.

"Truth to be told I was watching you for some time now." He said and my eyes shot wide open and I suddenly begin to panic. Seeing this he quickly put both his hands up in surrender and tried to explain himself.

"I meant from the booth of the other side of the coffee shop not anything creepy like weeks or months. Shit, that sounded better in my head! What I meant was-"

I cut him off with a giggle. It was really funny seeing him nervous and flustered.

"Well I'm glad you think that's funny." He said with a hard look and Ijust smiled innocently. 

"Anyway, as I was saying. I...observed you for a while and saw you when placed your head on the table and let out a whine." He smirked at my mortified expression.

'He heard that?'

I buried my face in my hands feeling embarrassed. If he heard me that meant that the old couple must have heard me too and that was probably the reason behind their giggling.

I felt a heat rush to my face and I was probably red like a lobster.

He chuckled before continuing. "I think you looked really cute. With your dirty blonde hair spread all around you and your lips placed in adorable pout."

I was certain that I was redder now than I was before. I groaned and he chuckled. I peeked through my fingers a little.

"However, I was really annoyed that I couldn't see your eyes so I came here to get a closer look and to talk you." He said nervously while scratching the back of his neck.

"Can I see them? Please?"He pleaded and desperation was clear in his voice. I dropped my hands and looked anywhere but him. My cheeks were still red, but not from embarrassment.

I was caught off guard when he placed his right hand on my cheek forcing me to look at him.

"Ah, there's the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that I've ever seen." Ethan said and I was blushing again. He moved his hand to my hair and run his fingers gently through my locks.

"So soft." He muttered to himself but I heard him and started blushing like crazy.

"Well then." He said and brought his fingers back to himself. "I told you my name and I think it's your turn now."

"Emily." I said a little bit quickly and breathless. I cursed myself."Emily Hunter." 

He smiled at me. And his smile was so beautiful. He looked at me like I'm something precious; or it was just my imagination.

I didn't know what to do so I smiled back.

"So Emily," Damien said after a while breaking our staring contest, "what were you pouting about earlier?" He asked me with a curious expression.

"Oh that. I was just irritated that I couldn't buy sequels for the book I just finished reading because the bookstore is closed. It's stupid reason." I waved at him dismissively and suddenly started feeling uneasy.

"Oh so you're into books?" He asked curiously. "Which books you read the most?"

"Um..." I suddenly begin panicking. 'What do I tell him?' I asked myself. "Mysteries and Werewolves mostly." I responded nervously.

"That's cool." He said with a warm smile that almost melt me.

"What about you? Do you read?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

"Yeah, actually I do." I was surprised. "Mysteries and Action mostly. Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked me with a frown.

"Well, you don't seem like someone who reads books that's all." I said a little embarrassed.

"How so?" He asked me with a stern voice and neutral face.

"Well, you just seem a lot like one of those 'Bad Boys' that breaks the rules and acts like they don't care about anything and that's why I thought..." I was really embarrassed so I stopped talking and dropped my gaze.

I quickly looked at him and was surprised to find him staring at me blankly without moving or blinking.

"Damien?" I asked him a little worried. He didn't even budge so I placedmy right hand on top of his left one and started rubbing circles on it. 

He blinked at me and dropped his gaze to stare at my hand that was on top of his. I made a motion to move it but he grabbed it and kissed the back of it leaving me with a blush.

I tried to take my hand back but his hold on it tightened.

"Well, aren't you an interesting little blonde?" He said with a chuckle. "People don't get that kind of impression of me until they get to know me first. You are special, I will tell you that."

I didn't think it was possible for me to blush even more after he said that but I guess that anything is possible with me.

After that we continued to talk some more about the books and we gave each other a recommendation of one book we should read and meet up here next Saturday at the same time to share our opinions and views.

Before I realized, it was dark outside and rain stopped. Ethan offered to walk with me home and I couldn't bring myself to tell him no when he looked at me with the big sad puppy-dog eyes.

We talked some more on the way to my house, which was only 20 minutes away from the coffee shop.

Time went fast and we were in front of my house in the matter of seconds, at least to me it seemed that fast.

Damien kissed me on my right cheek for the goodbye and I sprinted in my house slamming the door behind me. I ignored the worried voices of my parents and run upstairs in my room slamming the door with a loud thud.

I suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach and got the feeling I never had before in all of the 17 years of my life.

'Love was it?'

I banged my head against the door of my room and let out a groan.

'That wasn't even possible right? I mean, I just met the guy. I couldn'tpossible already be in love with him. Right?' I asked myself over and over notbelieving it. 

 'Is this is what they mean when they say 'Love at First Sight'?'

I didn't believe in that. It was stupid and it happened only in fairytales and movies, not in real life.

'But maybe...No! There's no way!' I tried to shake off those thoughts in my head because they were ridiculous.

Even if I was, let's say 'In love with him', there's no way that that kind of relationship would work. Not in real world.

We were complete opposites.

I was shy and quiet girl at the back of the class who read books and stayed away from most of the people while he was cocky and arrogant boy at the front seat of the class probably being loud and caused chaos, maybe he was even one of those popular 'Bad Boys' who would do anything to keep to their reputation at school as it was the only thing that mattered.

The saying 'Opposites Attract' suddenly flashed in my mind.

'Ugh.' I groaned.

'There was no way!' I tried to deny it with everything in me.

'There was no way! There was no way! There was...no way? Right?'

And those were my thoughts that I've been having for months, my mind battling my heart. And I had no clue which one to listen?

Damien and I would meet every Saturday to talk about books and share our opinions, and after a while those met ups become more regular and we started seeing each other every day after school.

He was a couple of months older than me but nonetheless he was a senior too, in a school not too far away from mine.

We would help each other with projects and essays and after we would read book or go for a long walk, because I really liked them.

My crush on him only got bigger and my feelings for him only growstronger every time we were together. 

And then someday something changed. We weren't friends anymore.

We became girlfriend and boyfriend.

I still don't know how it happened.

It was still blurry to me. I was overwhelmed with happiness and love and I couldn't remember anything but the kiss.

Yeah...he kissed me!!!

I couldn't believe it ether! One minute we were talking about books in the coffee shop on the late Saturday evening and in the next minute his lips were on mine, gently moving across mine.

I was frozen and couldn't register what was happening. After he broke the kiss he called my name a couple of times to get my attention because I was frozen at the spot.

Confessions were made and true feelings were out. We kissed once more; his lips captured mine in a sweet and chaste kiss.

At least I think that's happened? I was too happy to pay attention to anything.

After that day everything seemed to get easier. I wasn't so stressed out about him anymore and instead was relaxed every time he was with me.

I don't think anyone ever made me feel that way.

He was nuzzling in my hair or my neck and always left kisses on my forehead and cheeks.

I was happy and loved.

He was different when he was around me and so was I when I was around him.

He went from cocky and arrogant to shy and nervous while I went from shy and quiet to sarcastic and outspoken.

He joked about it once. He said that we switched personalities when wewere around each other. 

I smiled a little just by thinking of him.

I entered the coffee shop and made my way to the both in the back, where Damien was. He smiled warmly at me when I approached him making me blush.

I sat in his lap and give him a chaste kiss on the lips. I pulled back slightly to look at him but he captured my lips before I even got a chance to do so.

He pressed his lips more firmly against mine, moving them in tandem. He put his left on my back bringing me closer to him while his right hand was cradling my head, his fingers spread through my locks. I put one of my hands in his messy blonde hair while I placed the other against his chest.

Damien slanted his lips across mine to deepen the kiss and nipped lightly at my lower lip, gently sucking on it. I gasped and Damien took advantage of it and slipped his tongue in my mouth, his tongue stroking across mine.

After a while we both pulled back gasping for air and Damien pressed his forehead against mine.

"Did you miss me that much?" I asked him breathless with a slight grin on my face and raised eyebrow.

He whined before he answered my question. "You have no idea how much Gorgeous." He said while nuzzling my neck.

I giggled. "You saw me yesterday."

"It feels like years."He whined again.

I couldn't help but chuckle at his expression. "Now, now." I patted his head and he smiled. "I'm here now." I said to him and he kissed my forehead gently before I laid my head on his chest.

Damien started talking about how much he missed me. He made it soundlike we didn't see each other for months not a day. While he was going on andon about how much he missed me, I couldn't help but think back to the day whenwe first meet and how fast I went from annoyed to in love. 

I remembered all of the stress and sleepless nights caused by battling with myself about my feelings for Damien. How I thought that we wouldn't work because we were complete opposites. But I guess I was wrong.

Opposites attract.

Or at least in my case they do.