After the team meeting, Harry and Katie were the only ones to leave. The rest of us hung back.
"So, have you told her yet, Oliver?" Fred asked jokingly.
"What do you mean?" I asked, playing stupid.
"We mean Katie," George said stubbornly.
"Oh. Er, no."
"Oh, come off it, dude! Forget your pride and tell the girl you like her!" This came from Fred, who bugged me constantly.
"Why don't you two?"
"Forget it. It's your last chance! We still have two years!"
"I still have a month," I said sheepishly.
"Well, if you wait that long, nothing will ever come of it!"
"Shut up!"
"She needs to know!"
"I can't tell her I like her!"
"You like her?" Alicia asked.
"Alicia?"
"What have we been talking about the past five minutes?"
"Oh. Oh yeah."
"Oliver, tell her or die!"
"But.........." I objected.
"You don't have to tell her," Harry said, "because she's standing right here."
