Without You Chapter 25
Songs to listen too: Give me love – Demi Lovato ft Ed Sheeran (love this version!)
All I Want – Kodaline
(Even though I was listening to Frozen while writing this…)
(I've written this also in Hermione's POV even though it should be Ron's. This is because I thought where it goes I'd be able to write it better from her perspective. Next will be from Ron's though)
My eyes gently fluttered open as the orange light of the rising sun filtered through the large, open window. I rolled over slowly moaning and stretching my body as I did so. My eyes met Ron's immediately.
"Hi." His lips brushed mine due to their close proximity. I smiled softly back. The knowledge that we could stay like this for as long as we possibly want without anyone to intrude quieted the voices in my head. "I'll go make breakfast?"
"You know how to cook?"
"Yeah, only egg on toast though. Mum taught me, just for this." He shrugged slightly, half smiling as his shoulders rose. I pecked his lips sweetly. Nobody had ever gone into so much effort to make things so perfect for me before. I snuggled deeper into the thick quilt pulling it around me and sighed deeply, content. Right, I might as well make myself useful while he makes breakfast. Looking around a slightly a jar door in the corner catches my eye. Fumbling to get up I sleepily walk over and push it open further. Reaching round for the light switch my eyes slowly began to adjust to the dimmer surroundings. An overly sized beautiful bathroom with rose gold furnishings. Two sinks with an on-running counter stretched the length of the first wall, the toilet sat directly behind the door accompanied by a small foot bath. The third wall was a patchwork of large fluffy towels and two warm, fuzzy dressing gowns draped over a heater. Whereas the final wall had been completely taken over by a walk in shower as big as a bath. Complementary shampoo's and body washes had been intricately laid out on a small stand that took up a pin sized amount of room in comparison to its surroundings. Shrugging of what little clothes I was left in from the night before I climbed in and let the warm water slowly cascade down my back and through my curly hair. After a good scrub I emerged, hair glistening with beads of water that I hadn't squeezed out, with a cloud like towel wrapped around my chest. Attempting to secure my untameable mass of hair I began rooting through the small suitcase in the door way where we dumped it last night. Dressed in my comfiest lazy day clothes I trudged slowly following the smell of food, into the small by comparison kitchen in the corner of the living room.
"Hey" I passed of by a way of greeting, snaking my arms around his middle.
He inhaled slowly.
"You showered?" he spun around on the backs of his heels.
"Urhhh yeah…."
"I thought we could have showered together later. I got breakfast for us to eat together… IN BED."
"Well, I didn't know that. Did I?!" Now shouting at the top of my lungs, my body shook at the shear power erupting from my voice box.
"I DID THIS ALL FOR YOU, FOR US" He screamed back.
"YEAH? DOESN'T SEEM LIKE IT ANYMORE!" I returned; tears filled my eyes and spilled down my cheeks. "IT JUST SEEMS LIKE SOME BIG PLAN TO OVERAWE ME AND MAKE ME OVERLOOK THE FACT YOU DIDN'T ACTUALLY BREAK IT OFF WITH LAVENDER AND THAT THERE IS SOMETHING CLEARLY GOING ON BETWEEN YOU TWO!"
"WHAT?! THERE IS NOTHING… WHAT?" Confusion etched its way upon his face clearly his acting skills were underrated.
"DON'T GIVE ME THAT. I SAW YOU TWO. ROOM OF REQUIREMENT? YOU KNOW THAT I SAW THAT. AND I KNOW I SAID I BELIEVE YOU AND I REALLY DID, BUT RIGHT NOW… not so much." My voice shakes and I have to let go, leave and take a break.
"Goodbye." Again my voice cracks just a little bit, I sigh inwardly. I have to get away, run. NOW! My mind is screaming, heart racing. Negative voices having a party in my head. The usual insecurities surrounding Ron and myself stream back. I barge past him, slam the door in his face and run.
"'Mione, no." An almost silent whisper drifts along behind me lost in the costal breeze that hits me sharply in the face as I go. I take off, Run until I'm out of breath; until I know I can run no further. I turn on the spot and disapperate. Mind on no clear destination. Just let my head take me to somewhere familiar, somewhere safe.
A/N: I'M BACK! And I brought some angst ;) So yeah everything finally seems better. I'm overcoming a lot of my own personal issues also so hopefully everything will seem easier to me and I won't feel the need to run when things start getting stressful as I did back in July. I know where I'm going with this now. I have a clear direction which I never did before. Little secret between you and me: this was first a one-shot with no plot. Then I thought I'd do up to 6 chapters. Then I just couldn't stop. So I've been writing with no plot up until now. Not sure how many chapters will be left but I know there's quite possibly going to be a….. Sequel! (Which IS planned and not winged…) P.S. At least not all of it ;)
And it feels good to write this again… Review and favourite and follow please. All my love for the support on the last chapter and the understanding of why I had to leave.
~Generation-9-and-3-4 3