Title: Because She Loved Him.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Verse: Free
Pairing: Katie Bell and Oliver Wood
Rating: T (because of swearing)
Summary: Everyone in his life has left him at one point or another. It's his curse. When he falls for someone, he doesn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to face her crying and leaving him. So he leaves her first. Or at least, he tries to.
Disclaimer: Today, I tripped over my duvet straight into my bookcase. True story. Doubt J.K. would ever do that!
A/N: Okay, I suck for not writing much… But I'm busy! *dodges rock* Sniff. But I'm back with a newfound love for KBOW and RPing hehehe. Follow me on Twitter. My RP name is Katie_Bell_
Katie, I'm sorry
Katie, I can't
Katie, I'm doing this
Katie
My dear Katie
Katie, I love you but
But, I
Kates…
Bell,
All wrong. How could he end this relationship with a letter? Just let her wake up without him by her side with only a letter to explain everything.
To end this, let the girl he loved get heartbroken. To let her cry, and break every promise he made her.
But it was that or to see her running from him.
Just like everyone else.
Man up, Wood. Write the letter, leave her in the morning. She won't see you again. Let her cry, be heartbroken before falling for some other idiot. Maybe he'd make a speech for them at her wedding.
Oh merlin.
Her wedding.
Rage flared up in him before he picked up his quill and slowly wrote the words that would murder both of them inside.
Katie, I'm sorry. But it's for your own good. I'm going to play for Puddlemere, long distance relationships are hard. Mum and Dad left me when they died at the Quidditch World Cup.
You know that everyone in my life has left me.
I… I don't want you to leave me.
And if it means that I have to leave you, then I will.
Get over me, Bell. Get over your erotic, Quidditch-obsessed captain. Get over the Scottish idiot that made you get up before dawn to practice. Get over the guy that you thought would never leave you.
Because I'm leaving you.
God, just get over me! Fall in love with some other idiot who you think you'll love.
That's how it's all going to work out.
I'm going to date a couple of girls who want me because I'm in Puddlemere. Eventually settle down with one of them, coach a Quidditch team and then I'll die.
You're going to fall for some idiot you'll meet in your seventh year, go on to work in the ministry and marry that guy.
And I'll be the one at your wedding toasting to you two because that'll make you happy.
The entire time, I'll be regretting this.
Please remember, Katie, that I love you.
That I still will love you until I die.
But it's because I can't bear for you to leave me that I'm doing it instead of you.
Oliver.
She showed up at his practice, sitting on a broom, hovering where the keeper usually would be.
She had been waiting since dawn for him. Because that was what he had done for her when she said that she loved him and ran away in her fourth year.
"Who's that?"
"I don't know."
"Katie?"
"Wood, you know that girl?"
"Yea."
He flew up to her, his heart in his mouth.
"Fucking git."
She apparated out of there, letting a thin piece of parchment fall into his hands.
Wood.
I can't believe you.
Everyone has left you?
I told you.
I won't leave you.
Didn't you hear me?
I promised you.
And you promised me.
If you don't show up in my apartment by 9 tonight, you're dead.
Because I love you.
Katie.
A/N: Yea, it turned out to be a drabble. I suck… Also, it's my first time writing this pairing so be nice *frowns*
