You Know Me Well David Levithan Novels & Stories

He's right though. "Sure then. But now I have to get to class" I said getting up. I sipped the remaining of my coffee and trashed the can In the nearby bin. "What class?" David asked, gathering his binder. "Literature" "I get why you've got a binder now " he smiled knowingly. "That's my class" he grinned and I almost jumped with joy. At least I'll know someone in the class. Someone I just met now. He seems like a good person. He even wears overall.

“Is that a bad thing?” He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stood up and walked over to me. He was tall, much taller than me. I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes. “It’s complicated,” he murmured. “You’re my daughter’s best friend.” “I’m nineteen,” I whispered. “Not a kid anymore.” David reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingers lingered on my neck. “I know. That’s the problem.” The air between us felt thick. I could smell his cologne woody and masculine. Without thinking, I placed my hand on his chest. His heart was pounding just as hard as mine.

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

The boy silently shook his head with a nervous smile dangling across his face. There was silence that lasted for minutes before Mrs Park could speak again. “Do you mind introducing yourself? Some of us at the table don’t know you.” With a bright smile, Mrs Park asked. David quickly cleared his throat as he adjusted himself on the chair. “Uh, forgive me. My name is David Chwe, and I’m 18 years old.” David replied in a low, husky voice and watched the old lady nod her head _ there was an awkward silence that followed his words as if mocking him.

I looked at David; it was so cute that he looked like a big, strong construction worker, but in reality he was a nice, sweet, shy, nerdy boy! As they talked, I stayed mostly quiet. Occasionally, I caught Mark and Brett staring at me. Boys would be boys! I took out a cigarette and lit it. David got up and got me an ashtray. “He’s such a gentleman!” Annmarie said, smiling. Mark laughed. “Yeah right!” “So…. Tell me something about David I don’t know?” I asked. “Umm...he likes baseball,” said Brett. “I know that one,” I replied. “He’s still a virgin!” exclaimed Mark, playfully.

A chill run through my spine, brought from the cold press of the gun on my forehead. I close my eyes. I\m not scared. At this point, letting him kill me seems not such a bad idea. If I let him pull that trigger, everything would be over. I won't have to think about anything anymore. But faces flash in my head; Mom, Arnold, Maze, and Ari, the people I've genuinely liked being with at HPH. And David. God. I can't leave Davi. It is so hard being with him. We've just barely scratched the surface of our relationship; still have so much to unpack about our past, so many stories to tell each other, so many moments to spend together...

He introduced himself before as a librarian but it’s impossible that he read all the books. How can he know so much? “Hey.” David stops cutting meat for a bit and he looks at Elizabeth. ~Yeah?~ “Well, how do you know so much?” David stops for a bit. ~I told you, I’m a librarian.~ “Hmmm, that doesn’t explain it.” David sighs. ~ It’s my gift.~ “What?!” Bob makes a shushing sound and Elizabeth covers her mouth. ~Sorry, Bob.~ Bob frowns and shrugs as he accepts Elizabeth’s apology.

I want to find Raina again, and there are not enough friends to chat with. _________________ Humans weren't invited to attend, David. Did Sheila invite David too? Honestly, I was holding my breath. David is very handsome. As usual, the black leather jacket never left his body. He came straight at me, and I smiled at him. "Miss, I missed you. Miss, how are you?" David smiled sweetly at me. "As you see." "Glad to see you again." "Yes." "So where are you going, Miss?" "Want to find a chat partner."