A/N: So sorry it's been so long!
I thought about deleting the whole story because it was devastatingly inaccurate from the cannon. First of all, Sara's last name is Baskerville, not Rainsworth; For some reason, I got her surname mixed up with the bad guys. There is also inexcusable OOC and many, many other issues. I was litterly two episodes into the series when I wrote this. But I got it on DVD and realized. Anyway, the only reason I'm finishing this is because I actually, surprisingly, got some follow/favoriters. Thank you all for that. I hope you enjoy, sorry for the terribly long wait!
Oz's p.o.v.
I went to my dormitory and thought. And thought. And thought.
Of course Alice was amazing. She saved my life.
Tried to take it, too...
Of course Alice was different.
She had no manners, wasn't into frilly dresses and tea like the other girls were. She wasn't afraid of criticism, of rejection, of anything.
And maybe I kind of liked that.
Of course Alice was interesting.
She was demanding and cynical, yet she held a certain kind of wonder.
Alice was a mystery.
But whatever that mystery was, no matter how little time I'd know it, I liked it.
I lightly rapped my knuckles on Alice's door and tentatively stepped back. I held my breath as I waited for an answer.
For some reason, my heart leapt when I heard her ask "Who is it"? sounding annoyed and conceited as usual.
I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to say?!
"Um, it's…it's"…
"I'm not an idiot, I recognize your voice. Go away."
My life may be a lot different now if I hadn't opened that door against her wishes.
I stepped into her dormitory and closed the door behind me. She was laying in her bed, reading a book.
"Alice"…"
What part of "go away" do you not understand you idiot?!"
she asked me, not looking up from her book. She looked pissed off, nonetheless."I…um…I,s-s,er"-
"You can't even speak in knowledgeable sentences. I don't have time for this."
"Wait, I"-
"Leave now."
"I"-She cut me off again."GO DIE IN A FREAKING HOLE"!
"Aliceimreallyreallyreallyreallysorry", I spat out before she could interrupt me again. Her expression changed, subtly but clearly. "For what"? she asked me.
"Foraccusingyouofbeinginlovewithmeandstufffimreall lysorry sarasaiditsbecauseimacctuallyinlovewithyou". BLOODY HELL HAD I JUST SAID THAT?!
"Wha…What did you just say?"
"I'm sorry for accusing you of being in love with me", I said, clearly this time. Hopefully she would let that last part slip.
"No, the last part."
Of course not.
"Alice"...
"Whatever, it doesn't matter."
Alice's p.o.v.
My heart was once again racing.
I heard an apology from Oz. Then something else.
Something about him being in love with me.
No.
It was just wishful thinking. That meant I wanted him to be in love with me.
And that meant I was in love with him.
No.
I had barely known him for two days collectively.
But, apparently, somewhere along that line, my stupid heart decided to do the whole stupid love thing.
No.
I don't believe in love at first sight, there must be some other explanation.
I will have to try it. Just once. And Oz will have to, he is my manservant.
We'd already done this once...but I needed one more go. I couldn't possibley be in love with him...could I?
Oz's p.o.v.
"You're forgiven", Alice said, putting the book down.
"On one condition."
She patted the bed across from her. I obeyed and quickly sat down criss-cross.
"What is it"? I asked.
Her head was tilted down. She fidgeted. Was Alice...blushing? I couldn't see through her thick bangs.
She finally looked up at me. I was right. And a blushing Alice was a very cute one."C-close your eyes..."
I did, feeling the bed creak as I complied.
And then soft, moist lips crashing into mine.
My body reacted first. Fire shot thr my being.
I pulled her closer to me, lifting her onto my lap, deepening our kiss by slipping my tounge into her mouth. Her fingers curled into my hair. I lowered my hands down and stroked her waist gently. This sent shivers and soft moans of pleasure through her own body. I wanted to explore her, find all the different ways I could bring her all kinds of pleasure. I was pushing her down onto the bed hard when I heard the door open.
Then laughing.
Sara wiped a non-existent tear from her eye.
"So I was right, eh, Oz"? More of her trademark cackling. "I just came to check on you guys, because it was a little too quite in here. But I guess that was a good thing"! Alice pushed me off with such force I hit my head on the bedpost. "Shatup"! she mumbled.
"So I guess the apology and your confessions of love for Alice went well. Didn't they, Oz"?
Alice turned to look at me. Blushing even harder, she said softly, "Oz? Is it true?"
I had no doubts now. "Yes. Yes it is."
She smiled. "Ozzzzzzz"! she squealed, attacking me with hugs.
Sara grinned smugly. "Well, I'll leave you two kiddies to it." She then looked directly at me. "Just be safe." She left, closing the door behind her.
"Be safe"? What did that mean?
I decided it didn't matter.
What did matter was that Alice was sitting across from me, smiling stupidly the way I probably was and blushing.
And that smiling, blushing Alice was mine.
A/N: Yay! So what did you all think? Was it good? Leave me a review! :D And also tell me if I should write a proper lemon for the next chapter or end it here!