Chapter 11- Indifferent? Truly. Then why'd we just kiss?
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." I heard a faint voice say, but being the lazy person that I am I decided to ignore it. There was a warmth which was enveloping me like a blanket and I snuggled closer into it, trying to get as close to the source as possible.
"Katie? Oliver? Is this a bad time, because we could always reschedule." Another familiar voice said. Lazily, I tugged my eyelid open and peered through some gray shirt. It was soft, but turning my head I realized that not only was I still on the couch, but so was Oliver. He was wearing said soft gray shirt and I silently cursed myself. Well this was an awkward one to explain. Was it really that bad looking? Two friends fall asleep all the time together, right? Let's just not mention the fact that it was the best nap you have ever had in your entire life, and you secretly love waking up to his sleepy, confused face.
"What?" I asked stupidly and picked up my head from Oliver's chest. I was laying on top of him on our couch and the bag of gummies had spilled onto the floor.
"We just fell asleep last night on the couch, that's all." Oliver said indifferently and I nodded my head. A little hurt by his tone, but whatever.
"You fell asleep, really?" Fred asked crossing his arms. I nodded my head.
"Then explain why you are still asleep at seven."
Was it really a crime to sleep past seven in the morning? I mean come on, what were they even doing here anyway. We agreed to meet at seven PM.
Oh crap! It's seven pm.
How did I sleep this late? Probably because I never wanted it to end, since I was sleeping on a major hottie.
"Late night?" Oliver said uncertainly.
I poked him lightly in the side and he glanced over at me smiling.
"I know I'm irresistible and all, but you want to detach yourself from me anytime soon?" Way to ruin it scum bag.
I glared at him and slid off, making sure to elbow him hard in the side whilst I did so.
"How about you two go change while we set up in here." Angelina said grinning every few seconds. She was trying to compose herself but the grin just kept slipping through and every time she tried to frown or look indifferent, well, she looked constipated and then she'd smile.
"Set up?" Oliver asked nervously as I eyed the twins suspiciously. They raised their hands in a mock surrender.
"Drinks and all, you know." It was the 'and all' bit that scared me.
Tonight was the night we had scheduled to meet up with Angelina, Alicia, Fred and George. Something told me it was going to be a wild night.
I was standing outside the bathroom door while Oliver was still in the shower and hummed impatiently to myself. My hair was dripping onto our wooden floor and all I had on was a large shirt, which may be Oliver's. That sounds bad doesn't it, especially with company in the house. But apparently we were taking too long so Fred, Alicia, Angelina and George were going to grab something at their joke shop while we got ready.
Even though I hadn't had anything to drink, I felt a little light-headed and happy. Silly, I felt silly and honestly I wanted to get Oliver back for his embarrassing comment about me not wanting to get off his chest earlier.
Once I finally wrangled up enough nerve to follow through with my plan, which I accumulated by hopping up and down like a athlete preparing for a race and repeatedly telling myself, 'Fly like a butterfly, but sting like a bee,' I pushed open the bathroom door and shut it behind me.
I heard someone drop something from behind the shower curtain and I grinned, but wiped it off my face. I couldn't let him know that I was getting him back yet, only at the opportune moment. So I walked over to the mirror and pulled at the sleeve on my shirt so it covered half of my hand, that way I could wipe away some of the condensation and actually see myself in it.
"Katie?" Oliver asked from behind the veil which concealed our shower.
"Hm?" I asked while still unrolling the sleeve, it's not my fault he's so lanky.
"Do you know I'm in here?" He asked skeptically before poking his head out of one side. Thank you captain obvious. I went up on tip toes and raised my arm to wipe away some condensation from the mirror, knowing for a fact that the position I was in would expose much more leg than Oliver was used to seeing.
After wiping away enough to see his face I saw his eyes, wide, with shock trained on my rear end. Goal number one achieved!
"Oliver, aren't you going to turn off the shower? You are using up all the hot water." I said slowly before turning around and leaning against the counter to look at him, slowly looking him up and down and licking my bottom lip. Well, as much as I could see from him leaning out the side.
He visibly gulped once and I felt a little guilty. His fault though, completely. Besides, it was nice to see this reaction out of him.
"Oh, um ya right." He cleared his throat and went back under the stream so I couldn't see him anymore.
The plan was working so far, and I felt giddy about it! If only they would all come back soon, I'm not sure how longer I can keep up the act without laughing or jumping him. Pretending to be into him wasn't that hard, seeing as I was into him. It was taking all my self control not to stare at the little drops of water dripping from his hair, which was plastered to his forehead in an unruly manner. Why did he always have to look so sexy?
I turned back around and started looking for a brush, I did actually need to comb my hair.
"Katie, aren't you going to get out?" He asked slowly and the water shut off.
"Why? Are you uncomfortable?" I asked, trying to keep my tone of teasing out of my voice.
"N-no." He stuttered a little, sounding very uncomfortable. Score, two for two!
I finally found my comb and starting untangling my hair without too much difficulty, which was unusual for my rat's nest of hair. The smirk was still planted on my face and it was taking everything I had not to burst out laughing.
Oliver's hand darted out from behind the curtain and he grabbed the lone towel hanging on the rack which was damp. Oops, I had used Oliver's towel again. That wasn't according to the plan.
The curtain screeched to the side and Ollie stepped out, fluffy towel hung low around his waist and shockingly, he didn't say anything about me using his towel. He always did that, that's actually how we usually got into uncomfortable situations!
Now it was my turn to gulp, look away, look away. For the love of God look away! Training my eyes back on my hair I set my comb aside and looked at him because he was just standing there staring at me.
"Is that my shirt?" He asked in a voice slightly deeper than usual. Looking up to see his eyes they were darker than usual and had a glint of something I had rarely seen before.
Right his question! Oh, did not think about that.
"Yep, it's the only clean thing I could find around here." I said in a bored tone before turning around to face the mirror again.
"Oh, okay." He said before shaking his head a little and rubbing the back of his neck. His eyes trailed down my legs again, and I pretended to look away so he wouldn't know I noticed. Snapping his head back up so he could look at me through the mirror I smiled and that's when I heard it.
"Katie? Oliver?" One of the twins voices called out from the living room.
"Shit." I heard Ollie mutter as he grabbed my around the waist suddenly and spun in a circle so I was behind the door if it were to open. His arm lingered around my waist and I gasped from the shock of being moved so quickly. We locked eyes and I felt an urge to lean forward and remove the space between us. It was as if there was energy passing, the heat radiating off both our poorly dressed bodies swirling around like a perfume making us loose our common sense. I slowly lifted my arm to wrap it around his neck that still had a few drops of water slowly slipping down from his hair. I wanted to brush them off, making a trail with my finger along his collarbone. Well, maybe not my finger.
"Oliver, you in here?" the sound of someone knocking on the bathroom door immediately pulled us out of our moment. Oliver pulled open the door so they couldn't see me.
"Um, yes." He answered roughly and then I suddenly remembered my plan. Damn this boy and his sexiness almost making me forget about phase three of my humiliate him plan!
I walked out from behind the door so I was in full view behind him, dressed in only his shirt and smiled happily.
Literally everyone's jaws dropped and I saw Oliver's hand clench around the side of the door which he was leaning into. He didn't dare turn around and face me, definitely got him back.
"Hello, ready to have some fun?" I asked waiting for one of them to regain control of their face so they didn't look like fish out of water with their mouths bobbing open and closed.
"Looks like you two already got to that." Fred said before grinning like a Mad Hatter. Then George joined him and the girls shot my looks like they were teenagers again and I just told them about my first kiss.
"We were just taking a shower! Separate ones." Ollie finished by mumbling it out, no one was listening anyway.
"Oh Ollie, don't lie that's bad for you." I pretended to reprimand him and he turned around wide-eyed and shell shocked.
"Huh?" He breathed still in shock.
"We can tell them the truth, they won't tell the press." I teased him again before winking at one of the twins.
"Right, we will never tell about your explicit love affair with you roommate."
I grinned at him, and eventually everyone else caught on that nothing happened. Except for poor Ollie, he was standing there like a deer in the head-lights turning deeper and deeper shades of red. Which I have to admit was pretty cute.
"Katie! Tell them we didn't do anything!" Oliver suddenly whined to me with a pleading look in his eyes. And a tiny part of me wanted to give in to him and comfort all his worries like a loving girlfriend, but bitch, please.
"Frankly Ollie, I'm offended that you keep denying this happened. I mean, sure, you were o-kay but that's no reason to-"
"Katie!" He hollered blushing like a little girl. I giggled, I think I'm a little too sadistic.
"Okay, okay. You guys know we are joking right?" I turned to Fred, George, Alicia, and Angelina raising my eyebrows.
"Blasphemous! You lied to use Katherine Ann Bell!"
"I am truly shocked."
"How could you lie? You weren't in Slytherin."
"Friends don't lie to each other Katie."
The twins rattled off while Alicia and Angelina both answered with a pleasing yes. And then turned to their respective boyfriends, which they both still denied that they were in relationships with, and gave them looks of disbelief about their childish behavior.
"I must admit though, you look good Katie." Fred said while winking at me. He got back-handed by Alicia for that one.
"I'm going to go put some clothes on and then we can all hang-out." I said while they parted to let me through.
"I thought you said those were the only clothes you could find." Oliver said confused, his face twisted in pure innocence.
"I lied Ollie dearie." I said while giving him a smile over my shoulder to show him I was just joking around.
"You lied?" Oliver's mouth fell into a big 'o'. As if I'd never done that before, this guy was too sweet for his own good.
"Duh!" I chuckled and shut my door as everyone laughed.
Immediatly there was pounding on my door.
"No, I'm not decent." God these boys have no patience. I thought that was a trait of a snake, not a Gryffindor. Wow, Hogwarts kept coming up today. I sighed a little remembering the best place ever, besides Puddlemere United's Quidditch Pitch.
"I know that, you're a girl you take forever." Ollie said impatiently. Did this boy really not learn his lesson? I just embarrassed him for one snarky comment already.
"I just wanted to let you know, I know that was you getting me back for the towel or for something I said but I will get you back." I stood stock still surprised he had figured it out. He may seem innocent, but he was truly a demon on the inside. If only everyone else saw this side of him too, then they wouldn't call me mad for going off about Mr. 'Sweet, Caring Bachelor of the Year'.
"And by the way, you look good in clothes. You should try it more." I gasped shocked and I heard him laugh from the other side of the door. I chucked a pillow at it and frowned.
Once I changed I was out in our living room and seated on the couch like everyone else, staring at the lone bottle of a clear liquid sitting dead center on the coffee table in front of us.
"Fred? George? Care to explain?" I asked curiously as I lifted my empty glass and waved it in his face annoyed.
"We figured we could test this tonight. It's nothing really, we just want to see if it will work." They filled each of our glasses and each one fizzled suddenly. Some let off smoke and other began stirring themselves. Each started changing into different colors. Some bright neon and others a dark oak like brown.
Everyone stared at their glasses as they came to a halt and looked at the twins. Being the brave person that I am I took a sip and it fizzled on my tongue and I smiled. Yum.
"What is this?" I asked curiously and shook my glass a little. Everyone else took a sip once they saw that nothing happened to me.
"It's the all in one bottle! You poor it and it changes into whatever drink the person wants. No more need for purchasing different types to suit everyone or know how to mix anything. We were experimenting for a new idea at the joke shop and this happened. So we figured we'd give it to you lot to try."
"Well that's awesome." I said darkly and now inspecting the drink closely. I had been the guinea pig to their experiments one too many times.
Suddenly I felt dizzy, all I had was one sip! It had hit me like a brick though.
"Woah." I heard Alicia mutter before shakily putting the glass down. Suddenly everyone was laughing and talking about random things. Wow, those drinks hit you fast and hard. I'd kill them in the morning, Merlin I was drunk!
"Woah. Do you remember that Hogwarts party?" Angelina asked.
"Duh." Everyone chimed and laughed, different memories floating around in each person's mind.
"Like that one where we all got really drunk?" Alicia asked trying to hide her hiccups behind her hand.
"Ya and we played that game. Truth or something."
"Oh, yes that was a very good game." Oliver said loudly swinging his hand wildly almost knocking Fred in the face.
"Truth or dare!" I piped up suddenly remembering the name.
"Yes yes that one." Alicia said seriously pointing at me.
"I don't remember." George complained pouting his lips to Angelina who poked them with her finger.
"Let's play!" Fred cried before repositioning himself so we all sat in a complete circle.
"I don't remember." George repeated.
"Just follow along George!" Fred said, clearly the most sober at the moment. I nodded my head a little too fast and leaned towards Oliver putting my head on his shoulder. He sighed and drew his arm around me giving a one armed hug. I pulled away from him; I was scared about how blunt I'd be with my emotions being drunk. They say drunken people lose their inhibition, that's not true, they just become extremely honest. I couldn't let my secrets let slip though. The whole fake girlfriend thing, my double life as Tim, and most importantly my true feelings from Oliver.
"I want to go first!" Alicia declared to Fred.
"Of course sweetie. Go ahead." He said with a look of love in his eyes. I couldn't help smile at them.
"Angelina I dare you to lick your elbow!" She cried happily clapping her hands.
Fred sighed and kneaded his shut eyes with his palms.
"That's not how it works sweetie. You have to ask her truth or dare." He stressed.
"But that's how I want it to work." She said becoming stubborn.
(A/N Page 100 in Word! Yay, this is a huge achievement for me bec. I don't think I've written anything over even 50!)
"Fine. So are we just going to dare each other to do things?" He said skeptically while glancing at everyone.
"Well is anyone actually going to pick truth?" I asked.
Everyone shook their head, then someone nodded and then a few more people nodded after watching them.
"Well, that was really clear." I muttered and leaned back into the couch.
"So ask truth or dare, okay sweetie?" Fred said sweetly.
"Of course, anything for you!" She cooed and I had to suppress a gag. When they got drunk they got lovey-dovey. It made me sick.
"So Katie, truth or dare?" She asked looking at me with wide eyes.
"Truth."
"How good is Adam in bed?" She asked leaning forward. I gasped audibly and looked at her shock written all over my face. Looking at Oliver I saw him stiffen and look away. No, that was probably my drunken state lying to me.
"Are you serious?" I exclaimed.
"Always." She said trying to glare me down.
"Um, good I guess." I muttered blushing while looking away. Merlin she had a killer glare.
"That's it?"
"You aren't going to elaborate?"
The girls whined.
"She answered the stupid question can we move on?" Oliver suddenly busted out angrily and I wanted to kiss him right there.
"Angelina, truth or dare?" I asked.
"Dare!" I said excitedly rocking on her heels from her spot on the floor.
"Kiss George." I smirked, while she frowned. Totally got my revenge!
"That's the best you could think of?" She said before giving him a peck on the cheek. Or not revenge…
"Oh Angelina I had no idea." George giggled like a little girl as everyone laughed at his acting. Those two practically lived together. In fact, they probably did in secret. It wasn't like Fred was any better though.
"Oliver, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"How's Selena in bed?" She and Alicia glanced at each other slyly. What were those two up to? As bad as the Slytherins those two.
"Erm." I looked over at me and I raised an eyebrow, daring him to continue.
"Can I change that to dare?" He smiled charmingly at her and she shook her head.
"Wait! What if we dare him." Alicia said suddenly but the rest of her sentence was cut off by her leaning in to whisper in Angelina's ear.
They glanced up at him and me and I got a funky feeling in my stomach what were those two doing now? After nodding her head rapidly she giggled an excited yes to Alicia and composed herself.
"Oliver, we dare you to do seven minutes in heaven with Katie!" She said happily.
"What?" We both screeched scooting away from each other. Somehow this felt familiar, de javu almost?
"Aw come on. It's not like you haven't done this before!" They whined and I looked pleadingly at the twins. They just shrugged and I made slitting motions near my throat to let them know they were going to get in next round.
"What?" Oliver asked.
"Don't you two remember?" They asked suddenly extremely curious, eyes alight with mischief.
"Those twins are a bad influence on you." I muttered and Oliver nodded at me in agreement.
"Sixth year Ollie? Ring any bells. We played this game and you two were in the broom cupboard for practically twenty minutes! We tried to make you come out after seven but you guys locked the door. It was hilarious! The only way we got you out was by Fred impersonating Filch. No, scratch that now that was hilarious!" The girls harmonized through the story and we just stared at them in shock. What the hell?
"So run along!" They cried happily again and we sat there shell shocked.
"Come on, if you don't do it you have to down that whole bottle." Angelina glared at him.
"I think that would kill him sweetie." George whispered to her but she cut him off with a death glare.
Oliver and Angelina glared at each other for a few tense moment before he glanced at the bottle once and sighed loudly.
"Come on Katie." He said dejectedly and walked over towards his room, not even looking back to see if I was coming. Could he be any more offensive about this?
"This isn't my dare Ollie, I refuse." I said coldly and crossed my arms. I may love him but no way am I that desperate. He's acting like I have a disease or something, am I that bad looking?
He turned around and suddenly he smirked and I edged closer to one of the twins, ready to jump behind them and use them as a shield.
He lunged and I jumped but he caught hold of my leg. I shrieked while he laughed and I playfully hit his hands away also laughing. He slung me over his shoulder and I suddenly had a much better view. He did indeed have a nice rear end. No, Katie, stop this right now!
Suddenly I was plopped down on his bed I heard the door slam shut. Sitting up I looked at him. This was awkward, neither of us sprung for each other but nor did we back away repulsed. Were we actually going to kiss or not? Merlin knows I wanted to but again I do indeed have a boyfriend. Oh crap! I have a boyfriend whom I love, maybe. I did at one point anyway and he was a great guy. Did this count as cheating?
"Um." Oliver said running his hand through his hair and making it all mussed and sexy looking. This really wasn't helping my already foggy mind.
"What should we do?" He asked and sat at the edge of his bed. A comfortable distance away, as if we were friends. Which to him was all we were, right. Screw that.
"Each other?" I giggled and also felt my body go numb in shock from my boldness. He chuckled a little before leaning back and putting his arms behind his head.
"What's going on Katie?" He asked suddenly when our laughter died down. I tried to look away from him but I couldn't, I was petrified. What do I do?
"A lot." I sighed and looked at my toes which were squirming uncomfortably.
"Me too." He said, looking back at the ceiling. If only he had any idea how many thoughts were running around my head, then he'd know what a lot really was. But suddenly I had a thought, a theory to test.
"Hey Ollie?" I asked uncertainly.
"Yep?" He popped the 'p' like he always did when he was drunk. I smiled a little, comforted by it for some reason.
"How's Tim?"
"He's been a little distant actually. How'd you know?"
"I talked to him, gave him a few pointers of how to get past you."
"That explains it." He sighed along with me. I'm pretty sure Ollie knew absolutely nothing.
"He's suddenly started playing a lot like you used to actually." Oliver said and propped his head up on his hand to look at me.
"Huh, that's funny." I said glancing away.
"Ya, funny." Oliver said staring at me intently, then he shook his head and smiled back up at the ceiling.
"Have you found a new job yet?" He asked.
"Oh, yep." I smiled. I had decided to tell him I had a job otherwise he's question were I was suddenly coming up with half the rent, etc. when I usually lived off paycheck to paycheck.
"Really? Why didn't you tell me we could have gone out and celebrated?"
"It's not exactly a job to celebrate." I mumbled.
"What do you mean?" He asked, how did he hear that?
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I said unhappily. He scooted closer to me and laid back so now we were even shoulder to shoulder. I smiled at him and he gave a hesitant one back, looking worried.
"What's the job Katie?" He asked again sadly.
"It's honestly nothing Oliver." I sighed, I hated lying to him. It honestly felt like that was what our relationship was coming to, lie after lie after lie.
Our foreheads touched and we just stared into each other's eyes. Happily content with this perfect moment. The lights, dim, our bodies touching soothed me and I could feel myself melting in his loving gaze. Correction, his platonic loving gaze.
"Alright you lovie birds!" Someone giggled from outside and fumbled with the door handle. It took them a few tried to open it and Angelina looked at us and gasped.
"On the bed? Oh my!" She giggled happily before coming in and pulling us out.
"So how was the snogging?" She asked me seriously and I shrugged before sitting on the couch. Apparently they had continued with the game while we were in the room, and they had all gotten the munchies by the looks of our kitchen.
"We left you in for twenty minutes like last time!" Fred whispered into my ear, though it was rather loud for a whisper and I nodded at him with fake cheer.
"Ya, thanks for that Freddy." I said sarcastically and ruffled his hair. Nothing had happened. Like really? All we did was talk and share a nice little cuddle. We got more cozy with each other when we were sober and teasing each other for stealing towels. I mean, come on.
"My turn!" Oliver yelled as I sulked next to him on the couch. Twenty minute and we didn't even kiss? I couldn't get over this wasted opportunity. Ugh!
Looking at everyone I suddenly realized what a mess we all were. Fred and Alicia were sitting on the floor, one with the jar of pickles eating away and the other with a pint of ice-cream. Wait, hey now! That was my good stuff. Then there was George and Angelina which shocked me the most. They were sitting there, talking in German. Yep, that's right. When did they learn German?
I also noticed that the whole bottle had been downed except for a tiny little bit of clear liquid left. I went to snatch it, everyone else was way drunker than me and I needed to get smashed-now! Just as my hand went for it though so did one other persons. His hands were tan and large compared to my tiny ones, but we both were quick and agile from Quidditch. Looking up slowly I saw Oliver doing the same. I quirked my eyebrow, ready for a showdown and we both pulled at the same time. Oh no you aren't buddy, this is mine.
I lunged across the table shocking him and planted my foot on his chest as he fell back, using the force to pull the bottle free of his grasp and leap away from him. If only things actually worked as we planned them, as I was leaping away by using his body as a springboard he grabbed me ankle roughly pulling me down. I fell, my knee in his face, but I still had the prize. I tried army crawling away but his grip was too firm. He grabbed my other leg and locked his arms around them behind my knees so I couldn't move.
"Damn it Ollie!" I cried, laughter in my voice.
"You are so not getting the last shot missy!" He hollered and I shimmied trying to free his grip. That was a fail, I honestly just embarrassed myself, nothing more. Then I had a brilliant idea, I used all my weight starting with my legs so I could roll around. Now I was face up again but Oliver was on top of me, right I didn't think that part through. He edged him way up from by my knees making sure I wouldn't move. Goose-bumps popped up all over me realizing how close we were, and the position. I glanced at his lips and back up at his eyes which were staring right into mine. They were dark and then he suddenly looked at my lips and I felt the urge to just grab his face. He pulled up so he was even with me and pinned my arms by my side, bottle and all. Something told me that this wasn't about the last shot anymore though.
That's when shit went down.
"I dare you to marry me!"
"I dare you to tell me what the hell is going on here!"
"I dare you to kiss me!"
And only one of those was directed at me.
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Ah! Don't hate me for the cliffie and my extremely long wait to post. I literally am still not done with my summer homework which is due very soon, like erm a day but I couldn't hold out on you anymore! Besides, I'm almost done…
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Next chapter: Katie finds out some disturbing information, Oliver questions her new job, Selena is out to get her/Tim, and Oliver and Katie have a showdown that gets a little wild.
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