Title: I love you
Rating: PG 16
Summary: 3 of the hardest word to say yet I managed. (Draco/Ron)
A/N: inspired by my boyfriend telling me he loved me
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"I Love You"
By far the three hardest words to say in the English dictionary. And sometimes the hardest words to hear.
It's weird because it's just three small pitiful words. Words that most have probably said millions of times to mothers and fathers, aunts and uncles, grandmothers and fathers. To best friends leaving or just simply going home after spending the night. Words that were tossed carelessly by love-struck teenagers that resulted in broken hearts and many tears. Said to young girl by uncaring boyfriends in high school simply to get what they wanted.
Yet as soon as we try to say them to another person, and actually mean it, it's so much different. Harder. They now mean something so much more than we have every encountered in our lives.
These three small words have caused many sleepless night worrying over what the object of your love might say. Whether they will except or reject your feelings. Whether they mean it or are just saying them back so that you don't feel like a fool.
One can never really tell when it's the right time to say these words either. It is different for many but for people like me, it was the hardest. Because I had so much more on the line.
Because I was saying them to my supposed enemy.
I knew I had to tell him sometime. It's eating me alive, keeping these feelings locked up inside. Trying to keep them hidden from the world.
At first I tried to ignore them, hoping that it was just one of those phases everyone talks about yet never understands.
Ignore how every time you smiled, my entire world felt like it was on a cloud. Ignore the tantalizing skin of your stomach every time your shirt rid up. Ignore the feeling of wanting to wrap myself around you and never let go. Ignore how much I was in love with you.
But like many things, I just couldn't do it. So instead I tried hiding it. Trying not to stare at your beautiful face to long out of fear of being noticed. You caught me a couple times too. But all you did was throw insults at me. And of course I'd insult you back even though every time I did, and saw your face fall, it was killing me a little inside.
I knew that I was in too deep when the dreams started.
First it was just me telling you that I loved you and you accepting me, loving me back. Maybe a kiss or two. Then they became more and more explicit. You leaning above me as you pounded into my small body. Me sucking your member and the look of pure bliss on your face.
Waking up from these dreams were the worst. Sweaty and panting with a raging hard on. Trying to get ride of it quietly without waking anyone, or more not letting anyone know who I was dream about, with my screams and moans. Imagining it was you who were bringing me over the edge.
I remember when I told you. I was terrified of what you'd do. Whether you'd beat the crap out of me or simply turn away.
I never though that you'd say you loved me too.
But you did, with a smile that the angels would envy as you took me in your arms and kissed me with those wonderful lips of yours. I was in heaven.
And I still am because you still love me. And as you say, always will.
The same way I, Draco Malfoy, will always love you, Ron Weasley.