Waiting for Your Love

CHAPTER 15

Amelia was still sitting in front of Jo, pretending to read a book for about twenty minutes. But for a long time he began to get bored and his patience began to disappear.

"Shhh!" Amelia called Jo.

This time Jo raised his head.

"Aren't you thirsty? I'm thirsty" he said with a spoiled smile.

"There's a drink in the hall there," Jo replied, returning to reading.

"I don't want water, bored. I want a fizzy drink" replied Amelia.

"There's a vending machine on the ground floor to the right of the audio-visual room. It's easy to find" Jo said without looking.

"Oh. Anterin dong, tell me about this library," said Amelia persuaded Jo.

Is it too rash? Amelia began to think that she was just a waste of time. Jo continued to study regardless of his existence. Or maybe Jo is a bookworm.

"Sorry, Amelia. I can't rest now" said Jo patiently, he was busy tidying up his hair. "Monday I have an exam, tonight there's a party and I still have to help the kids get it ready .." Jo explained.

Is clear! Jo must finish all her college assignments first, so that she can accompany Amelia at the party quietly. Now there's still a minute with Jo. Enough to do something that will make Jo think about it all day before he comes to the party later tonight.

"Then let me buy you a drink and I bring it here" said Amelia.

Jo's face instantly brightened. "That's dong! From there cake, hunt buy! Uh don't be too rushed, okay? I'm not going anywhere."

"No, I'm juice. It's in the senate building. It's not good downstairs. It's okay, right?" pinta Jo's.

"Big, Jo!" Amelia immediately got up and turned around slowly. He grabbed the jacket he had hung on the shelf right behind him.

The jacket did not shift in the slightest, on the pull even stronger to escape. Suddenly, as soon as his jacket slipped off the position of the bookshelf became tilted. Amelia started to panic. The books will fall.

Amelia immediately covered her face, she was afraid to see it. Hundreds of reference books fell to the floor. A few minutes later, a thick dust billowed. Where's Jo? Buried alive?

"Jo are you okay?" amelia asked with a panicked face.

The people in the magazine room saw the commotion from a distance. The dust is starting to thin. Amelia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Jo appear.

"No broken bones .. maybe," he said as he got up from the table and cleared the dust on his shirt. "Good thing the library was quiet again. What are you ?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Amelia replied without looking at Jo. He removed a lump of dirt from his jeans.

How humiliating. This is the beginning of their relationship, all the plans that Amelia put together were destroyed. Just like the fragile and musty smelling books scattered around them.

"Let us take care of it" Jo murmured as one of the library officials approached them asking the cause of the lackey. While crouching pick up one by one the books scattered on the floor.

Let Jo and the library staff take care of it. Amelia did not want her hands dirty with dust, which would stain her clothes and ruin her appearance.