A/N: Katie's thoughts are in italics... Just so you know. lol
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How To Break A Vow of Silence.
'Katie, you're up!'
I can hear Fred calling me, laughing like a maniac, but I'm choosing to ignore him.
Why?
Because they – he, George, Ange, Alicia and Oliver – dragged me into a game of Spin The Bottle, and I hate said game with a passion.
'Katie!'
La-la-la, not listening…
'KATIE!'
Da-da-da-dee-da…
'If you don't stop singing in your head and get your butt into gear, I'm going to hex you!'
I'd rather take the hex, thanks.
'Katie…'
Ooh, Alicia, you're so scary. Pfft.
'Katie, if you don't play I'm giving us all dawn practises for the rest of the week.'
Stupid bloody prat.
'Okay Katie, there's a girl – you're kissing Oliver.'
Haha, no I'm not.
'Go on then…'
Yeah, very funny guys, who am I really kissing?
'Katie, did you hear me? You and Oliver – hurry up!'
No… way…
'Katie, its not that hard, just lean in, press your lips against his and you're done!'
Yeah, easy for you to say Ange, you're not the one kissing the Scottish maniac.
'Oh for God's sake Katie!'
I… really… can't… do… this…
'Katie… we're giving you til three.'
Argh, I hate it when they do that.
'One…'
Why's he moving closer like that?
'Two…'
Okay, so he's undeniably moving closer…
'Three…'
He smells kind of nice…
'Whoo!'
Oh wow. He tastes kind of good too. Hehe.
'There, see? It wasn't so hard, was it?'
Nope… I suppose it wasn't.
'Your turn to spin Kates.'
Ooh… Its going, its going, its- oh.
'Oliver again?'
Apparently so.
'Aw, meant to be then, Kates?'
I hate those twins sometimes…
'Go on then, hurry up!'
Argh, Angelina, I can't wait til your go, I swear I'll make it bloody agony!
'C'mon Kates, I wasn't that bad was I?'
No… actually, you weren't. But I'll never tell you that.
'Uh, Katie, why aren't you saying anything?'
Shut up and kiss me you i- Wow, maybe telepathy does work…
'Haha, way to go lass!'
Yeah, yeah, enough with the Scotsman jokes already.
'Next thing you know, she'll be wearing a kilt.'
Ha-ha-ha-ha-dee-ha. Prats.
'Wow, he's still going...'
Aye, that he is.
'Must be all that Scottish pride he has going on there.'
If this is what Scottish pride's like, I'm all for more of it.
'Katie's face is all red, haha!'
Is it? Oh well…
'She still hasn't said anything yet.'
So what? It's not like I can say anything while I'm being kissed!
'I know, it's weird for her to be so quiet.'
It isn't so weird… is it?
'Maybe she's just too smitten by Oli-dear to say anything at all…'
Aw, he's pulling away.
'Surfaced for air, Oliver?'
I should think so after that little episode.
'That was quite some kiss.'
Yes, it was indeed…
'It's a shame Katie isn't going to say anything about it.'
Huh?
'Yeah, maybe she doesn't want me to kiss her anymore.'
Nooo! I mean, yes, I do want you to kiss me!
'Alright then Kates, no more kisses…'
'NO!'
Oh no… I said something.
'HA! I knew that'd get you to break your vow of silence!'
Stupid bloody prat.
'You owe us all a galleon each! Ha!'
Nrgh. Stupid Scotsman.
'I'll make you a deal?'
No, I do not want to make a deal with the Scottish idiot.
'I'll let you off my galleon if you give me another kiss…'
Ah, but he makes it so damn tempting.
'Deal Katie?'
…eek.
'Deal Oliver.'
Fred and George are never gonna let me hear the end of this…
'Aw, lookie here George!'
'I'm looking Fred!'
'Its Kit-Kat the Kitty Cat…'
'…and Captain Snog-A-Lot!'
Idiots.
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A/N: In case you havent read one of my other fics 'In Love and War', the Captain Snog-A-Lot thing isnt a new invention... but seing as the story was about kissing, i thought it appropriate to steal and use. lol
So, um, basically, my writing sucks at the moment, so be kind or brutally honest - either way, review please!
And i promise that when i can find something better to write, i'll take down these piece of insults to the english language!
Cheerio,
Ash xx