I'm With You
Oooh chapter four...I'm doing work....I've decided that from now one chapter updates will be on Friday nights..I hope.
Ok so what? I couldn't tell him. Look it's not my fault that going up to a boy and asking
"Hi why'd you try to snog my Monday night?"
Isn't the easiest thing to do.It's not that I didn't try to tell him... Because I did...not very hard...but still...
So here I am now still at my desk way after midnight attempting to do what wizards have been doing for years, to write a letter.
So far all I had was
Dear Oliver
Does dear sound like I care about him??I don't want that. I scratched out dear. Now all It said was Oliver. Ahh it's a start....
I have been wondering..not too much of course about our little encounter on Monday night. Did you try to snog me?. It has left me me an uneasy feeling in my stomach...and what I wanted to know was Did you try to snog me. Do you have any romantic feelings towards anyone that would have made you try to exert these feelings on me?
love
From From From
Katie Bell
So it wasn't one of the best letters in history. My eyes burnt to much to care. So I tied up the peice of parchment with a bit of ribbon that I had "borrowed" from Amy and tied it up. Ready to deliver tomorrow. Yeah tomorrow everything will be sorted out...
I awoke Wednesday moring to sound of excited giggling at the foot of my bed. Sadly-angrily I opened my eyes to see my two idiotic roomates reading something-something that looked like a letter.
"What you two got there?"
"A letter" sang Melissa my other roomate
"No duh" I replied
"Who's it from?"
With that they both continued their giggling until I snatched the letter away and threatened to hex them into next month.
When the two girls were out of the way I looked at the letter. Blotchy and smudged, I reconginised it as it as Oliver's handwriting.
My heart skipped a beat-my throat went dry. Oh god---what's he going to do--break things off?
"What things?" I asked myself. Katie Bell doesn't have things to break off. I laughed haughtily to myself and started to read the letter...
"Oh Merlin"
This can't be right...i-it's a misprint---a miswrite...it can't be true. The letter dropped from my hands onto the floor...maybe to all you what this letter said wouldn't be that bad...but to me it was the worst thing that could ever happen.
Katie
Meet me on the quidditch pitch tonight at eight. We need to talk.
Oliver
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I didn't leave my room for the rest of the day- I was taking avoiding Oliver to a horrible extreme. Stupid-yes, jeprodising my education-yes...working?-HELL YEAH!!!
This was just what I needed a little me time, alone in my dorm, without giggling prats staring at me. Life couldn't get any better.
But all good things must come to an end..and soon it was seven thirty and my lovely room mates wouldn't allow me to forget what was supposed to happen in the next thirty minutes.
"What are you going to wear Katie?" Amy cooed
"To what?" asked Alicia Spinnet my fellow Gryfindor chaser and best friend
"She's got a date with Oliver Wood!!" Mellissa squealed.
"Really!!!" Alicia screamed in a voice that reminded me of Elmo from a muggle show called Seseme Streeet."You two should have gotten together ages ago"
Alicia my ex bestfriend promptly shut up after seeing the look I gave her.
"It's not a date" I began "He just wants to talk"
In my chest I felt a pang of guilt..or was it guilt?
"Awww" cried Melissa
"She's so cute" continued Amy
"Reminds me of my first date" Alicia reminissed..her eyes becoming starry
It had just come to my attention that I was in a house with blimey idiots!!!
I stood there with my mouth open in shock, staring at these allegedidly mature girls trade stories about thier first dates. Honestly-it was too much.
Quietly- sneakily I stealthed out of the room, no one even noticed I was gone. Pocketing my letter to Wood I escaped and went out into the cold night air.
Summer was over now, and autumn was coming..you could tell. I loved autumn..or I loved winter, another weird Katie Bell fact. And since autumn was so near to winter I loved autumn too.
The pitch was dark I could barely make out the lining of the fifty foot tall hoops, and a boy standing beneath one of them. I stopped dead in my tracks. Sure I had come out here- but I really hadn't expected him to come.
Now this was screwed. This changed everything. Everything.
It's not too late Kate...You can always turn back he never needs to know you were here
That voice was back. And I really wanted to listen to it this time.
But I didn't..I never do.
"Hi Oliver" I said-my voice was strained
I must have startaled him-becaused he jumped a little to see me.
"Oh Katie--hi"
His voice was more strained than mine
"Look Katie--"
"Wait Oliver.." I shoved my hand into my pocket and took out the peice of parchment
"Here" I said shoving it into his face
He took it from me and began to read it in the dim light.
Then he laughed.
"What?"
"You couldn't tell me this by yourself?"
I felt my face grow hot
"Sorry" I said
"For what?"
"Just..sorry" Yep this was going real well
"Look Katie--the reson I called you here was to tell you...that"
"That"
"That I'm sorry for Monday night...it shouldn't have happened"
"Nothing happened Wood"
"I know"
Did I detect a hint of sadness in his voice?
Oh shut it Bell you're imagining things
"Why"
I found it hard to belive that I had just heard my voice ask him that.
Oliver looked at me and sighed.
"Do you remember in second year-when you parents got divorced?"
I nodded.
"Well I remember that year everynight you'd come out here and fly your broom-and I'd watch you-every night-you never found out"
I looked at him. He wasn't looking back at me.
"You probably didn't know that I had a crush on you Katie-"
He stopped.
"Oliver.."
"And I guess on Monday night..when I saw you flying around..it reminded me of that..and...well"
"Yeah"
I didn't know what to say...I mean how do you respond to that?
We both fell silent for a while.
I heard a cricket chrip, I bit my lip.
"Oliver"
"Yeah"
"Why'd you stop?"
Oliver looked at me, for the first time tonight-and grinned.
"Would you had liked it if it had gone on?"
"I dunno"
I looked away. Looking at Oliver made me feel funny.
"Katie"
"Yeah"
"You want to try"
"Try what"
"Try to..kiss me"
My head spun around. The boy was serious. My heart began to pound.
"What are you.."
"Just for an experiment"
"Why"
"To see what it would feel like"
Ok people back it up a little. Oliver Wood wants to snog me senseless and I'm saying no! What's wrong with me-one to many budlgers in the head?
"No" I said
"Oh.."
"It's just that..I wouldn't be very good at it--I don't want to disappoint you"
He smiled. Oh Merlin not that smile.
"You could never do that"
Why'd he have to be so sweet? I don't like Oliver...I don't like Oiver..I don't...
I sighed.
"Oliver"
"Yeah"
"I'm sorry-I-I can't"
"Why not"
Yeah Katie why not?
"Because...I don't...like-you"
Oiver stopped and looked at me, stared at me.
"Oh.."
"It's not that it's just..I mean I do like you but-there's someone else"
"There is?"
"Yeah..well we met over the summer and well we really hit it off..and I really like him-but he goes to another school..and I don't want to mess it up"
I looked at Oliver again. Could he tell I was lying??
Of course he can he's not an idiot
"Oh well then..goodnight then"
"Goodnight"
He turned and walked off the feild. I watched him go, slowly.
God, I'm stupid.
I sank down low to the ground and sat there, pulling my legs close to my body.
A single tear rolled down my cheek. I brushed it away quickly.
What was happening to me? I never cried, not even when my dad left...
Another one came then another.
I hated being like this, I felt so vurnerable, so..normal. Sitting here, like a scared child crying on the quidditch feild.
But still I couldn't stop it, I couldn't stop the flow of tears.
And it was at that moment that I realised, that I loved Oliver Wood.
Reveiw me please.
