I'd like to give out a huge thank you to Kathy Glynn. You're email was
great, and it made me feel so good about this story. (Did you also put up
a review, or was that someone else?)
Everyone is more then welcome to email me with questions. I'd be more then happy to answer them!
I've been asked a few questions, so here are the answers! No, Oliver has not slept with Angelina or Alicia. They have played Quidditch with him for the past 6 years and know the good side of Oliver. If he had slept with them, Katie would probably not even say 'hi' to him. Roger might have a small role. I'm not sure what to do, I might bring him up to add a bit of drama to Katie (not like she needs it though). If I did bring him in, it would be in a later chapter. Would you (my readers) like to see Roger come in and have a small (but impacting) appearance? Or no? Katie has always had a love/hate thing with Oliver. She hates how he sleeps around and tells him to go away and leave her alone, but at the same time loves the attention she gets from him. It adds a bit of drama to her life. Katie also pushes Oliver away because of the thing with Roger. Now she thinks every guy is like Davies, and will lie to her and cheat on her. (This is somewhat based on a real life experience of mine)
Sorry this chapter is so short, I promise to make the next one longer! But I hope you enjoy this one nonetheless. ~~~ Chapter Three: A Small Wake Up Call
Oliver lay awake in his bed, thinking about what he had just done. He shouldn't have done it. But that urge had come over him and she was there. She was flirting and when he offered, rejecting him hadn't even crossed her mind. He felt horrible, not for her, but for Katie. How could he do this? He hated himself at the moment, he felt disgusting. Sometimes he wished he were ugly, just so he could keep these girls away. So he could just have Katie. This girl lying next to him would never compare to Katie, not in her entire lifetime. But then why did he always do this?!
Rebecca King looked up at the man she had just made love to. "It's more 'just sex' then making love," she thought to herself as she saw Oliver's far away look. "Is there something wrong Oliver?" she asked softly. He looked down at her, into her blue eyes, and then looked away quickly. "Nothing Becky, don't worry yourself with it. But you should go now, I wouldn't want you to get caught up here," Oliver replied gently. She nodded and started getting dressed. "Well, if you want anything, you know where I am," she said putting her light brown hair back into a ponytail. "I know. Thanks," he said. She smiled weakly and left the room. Oliver lay back down for a few minutes before heading down to the common room. He wouldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Alicia Spinnet was sitting by the fire, doing her homework and occasionally brushing chunks of dark brown hair behind her ear. She heard a noise, like someone coming down the stairs and looked up. "Wood! What are you doing down here, at this hour?" she said stunned. "Can't sleep," he replied and sat down in a chair. "Ah. So that's where Becky was coming from," Alicia said remembering Becky climbing the stairs as Alicia walked down them to come to the common room. "You know, if you want Katie, you'll have to stop this sleeping around rubbish. Just because you have your choice of girls, doesn't mean you have to sleep with them all," Alicia added, "I know how much you like Katie, Oliver. It shows. She doesn't think to highly of your little habit though. Show her that you want her. Stop sleeping around." "I could never have you," Oliver said jokingly. "Well, I know you too well and that would just be wrong," Alicia said shaking her head. Oliver smiled and thought for a minute. Alicia was right. He knew he had to stop. "Do you need help with that?" Oliver said, pointing at the lengthy essay she was holding. "No, but thank you for asking," she said putting the finishing touches on the paper, "I think you need to find a way to win over Katie. She needs someone to take that stick out of her ass." Alicia smiled, got up and headed towards the stairs. "Good night Oliver." "Night," he said and leaned his head against the back of the chair. "Winning Miss Bell," he thought to himself, "This could take a life time." He sighed to himself and slowly feel asleep in front of the fire.
Everyone is more then welcome to email me with questions. I'd be more then happy to answer them!
I've been asked a few questions, so here are the answers! No, Oliver has not slept with Angelina or Alicia. They have played Quidditch with him for the past 6 years and know the good side of Oliver. If he had slept with them, Katie would probably not even say 'hi' to him. Roger might have a small role. I'm not sure what to do, I might bring him up to add a bit of drama to Katie (not like she needs it though). If I did bring him in, it would be in a later chapter. Would you (my readers) like to see Roger come in and have a small (but impacting) appearance? Or no? Katie has always had a love/hate thing with Oliver. She hates how he sleeps around and tells him to go away and leave her alone, but at the same time loves the attention she gets from him. It adds a bit of drama to her life. Katie also pushes Oliver away because of the thing with Roger. Now she thinks every guy is like Davies, and will lie to her and cheat on her. (This is somewhat based on a real life experience of mine)
Sorry this chapter is so short, I promise to make the next one longer! But I hope you enjoy this one nonetheless. ~~~ Chapter Three: A Small Wake Up Call
Oliver lay awake in his bed, thinking about what he had just done. He shouldn't have done it. But that urge had come over him and she was there. She was flirting and when he offered, rejecting him hadn't even crossed her mind. He felt horrible, not for her, but for Katie. How could he do this? He hated himself at the moment, he felt disgusting. Sometimes he wished he were ugly, just so he could keep these girls away. So he could just have Katie. This girl lying next to him would never compare to Katie, not in her entire lifetime. But then why did he always do this?!
Rebecca King looked up at the man she had just made love to. "It's more 'just sex' then making love," she thought to herself as she saw Oliver's far away look. "Is there something wrong Oliver?" she asked softly. He looked down at her, into her blue eyes, and then looked away quickly. "Nothing Becky, don't worry yourself with it. But you should go now, I wouldn't want you to get caught up here," Oliver replied gently. She nodded and started getting dressed. "Well, if you want anything, you know where I am," she said putting her light brown hair back into a ponytail. "I know. Thanks," he said. She smiled weakly and left the room. Oliver lay back down for a few minutes before heading down to the common room. He wouldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Alicia Spinnet was sitting by the fire, doing her homework and occasionally brushing chunks of dark brown hair behind her ear. She heard a noise, like someone coming down the stairs and looked up. "Wood! What are you doing down here, at this hour?" she said stunned. "Can't sleep," he replied and sat down in a chair. "Ah. So that's where Becky was coming from," Alicia said remembering Becky climbing the stairs as Alicia walked down them to come to the common room. "You know, if you want Katie, you'll have to stop this sleeping around rubbish. Just because you have your choice of girls, doesn't mean you have to sleep with them all," Alicia added, "I know how much you like Katie, Oliver. It shows. She doesn't think to highly of your little habit though. Show her that you want her. Stop sleeping around." "I could never have you," Oliver said jokingly. "Well, I know you too well and that would just be wrong," Alicia said shaking her head. Oliver smiled and thought for a minute. Alicia was right. He knew he had to stop. "Do you need help with that?" Oliver said, pointing at the lengthy essay she was holding. "No, but thank you for asking," she said putting the finishing touches on the paper, "I think you need to find a way to win over Katie. She needs someone to take that stick out of her ass." Alicia smiled, got up and headed towards the stairs. "Good night Oliver." "Night," he said and leaned his head against the back of the chair. "Winning Miss Bell," he thought to himself, "This could take a life time." He sighed to himself and slowly feel asleep in front of the fire.