Remember
Remember when I told you I loved you? Both of us were standing in the doorway to your room, stray drops of rain fell in beads from our hair and soaked the floor around us. It still hasn't changed. I still feel the same. I never felt any other way. And I don't think I ever will.
Maybe when you so softly held my waist as you stood next to my side didn't mean a thing to you. Maybe it's just how you hold friends. Maybe it's just an instinct. Maybe you didn't even notice. But I did.
And now you are sitting next to me. Your eyes watch me and I glance back at you every other millisecond just to see if you are still. And you are. You haven't fazed your gaze. You see I'm blushing and you crack a smile. I love that smile. It's so simple and sweet. And so you.
I start to laugh. Ginny said something. And I thought it was funny. And I look your way again. I want to see if you noticed me smile. I turn my head and you look back at me again. Our eyes meet and my heart skips a beat. I feel myself tense and I just want to kiss you. But I force myself to stare back forward, away from you, away from the reflection of me in those blue eyes, and I pretend nothing happened. But something did. I can't lie. I always sucked at lying.
Boys and girls never should be friends. Emotions always get involved. But somehow I knew I always wanted to be your friend. Just to be close to you. And vise versa. I wanted that. Now it's no longer just a want. It's a need. It's an urge. It's essential. I have to have you near me. Near enough that I can count the strands of blue that color your eyes wonderful. Near enough that I can count every freckle on your nose. Near enough that I can casually graze my lips against yours and you won't care. Because you want it too.
Remember the time when we ran in the rain and danced around like we didn't care. We danced even though tears polluted our eyes. And everything was falling in on us. Everything we had known was disappearing before our eyes. But as you looked at me holding me as we danced in a mud puddle, I couldn't tell the salt droplets from the others that clung to you eyelashes. And then you pulled me close and let me add my tears to your already drenched shirt. You didn't mind, I don't think.
Do you remember that day last summer? Can you remember it like I can? Do you remember the way your hand warmed mine even through the cold rain? Can you not recall the way we felt so perfect even though everything happening around us was just so insane? The Burrow had never looked so beautiful as when we walked back to the house holding each other so close. Your hand pulled me tight around the waist and my head lay on your shoulder.
Remember you said I looked beautiful? Remember you pushed the hair from my eyes? I can recall every thing so perfectly. I just wish you can too. Maybe I'll ask you when we're alone tonight. I'll ask if you do.
I still let the offer stand as before. And by the way your looking at me right now, with that look in your eyes that makes my skin crawl, I think you may be thinking of what I've been hoping for. Thinking of me. And you. And us.
I still love you. As I've said before.
So tell me. Tell me what I want to hear. Do you? Do you remember when it rained?
(A/N) Hey guys. I wanted to say something before I left you just yet. I would love to start a new novel length and I need some ideas. I'm not really an advernture type as you plainly know so I'd rather not do a Horcrux one. So any ideas… I'll always accept them!
Thanks!
Love from Lizzie