Right in front of me was Eric and Cho. Eric had his back to me and Cho was too busy snogging him to even tell I was standing there.
My stomach dropped. My mind was trying to tell me that it wasn't Eric. I almost believed it when I started imaging it being Marcus Flint or some other boy. My mind and my eyes couldn't fool me though. I kept walking past making sure that my footsteps could be heard.The two seperated and Eric turned around to see me walking away.
" Jess...wait a sec!" I heard him running toward me. He grabbed my arm and turned me around so that I was facing him. I was obviously upset; he gave me a look of pity.
" What do you want Eric?" I tried to sound like I hadn't seen anything.
" Well, I was wondering if you wanted to have dinner with me tommarrow." Was he kidding!? Does he honestly think that he could ask me out on dates and then go and snog random girls!? This boy had problems!
" Eric, not to be mean or anything, but are you retarded!?" OK, maybe I did sound mean, but he deserved it!
" Jess...what are you talking about?" His face showed total guilt.
" You act like I didn't just see you standing there in the open, making out with Cho!" I snapped. I was upset , but I convinced myself that I wasn't going to cry.
" Cho doesn't mean anything to me! I like you. She was just a good snog." His come-back was useless.
" You know what!? You can keep your 'good snog' and never talk to me again, and I mean that!" I yelled at him and ran past as I was headed for the library.
I went to open the library door as I felt it resist my pull. " What the hell" I muttered to myself. There were tears streaking down my face.
" It's closed for the night , the librarian fell sick" I turned around to a familiar voice. Oliver was standing there in his outfit from earlier, only different. His zip-up was unzipped and he had a slight pink shade across his lips.
" Hi" I said meekly as I looked down at the door. I felt his finger go under my chin and lift my head up.
" Jess, what happened? Why are you crying?" I looked up at his worried face. I had totally forgotten that I was crying and I had let him see it. I used my right hand to wipe away the tears.
" Nothing " I replied. Yeh, like he was going to believe that I was just crying for my health. I started suddenly feeling like going to sleep or at least sitting down somewhere.
" Here, let's go to the common room and you can tell me there" He said, almost as if reading my mind.
I nodded and he took my hand as we walked down the hall toward the Gryffindor common room. I shivered at his touch. His hands were cold.
We got to the portrait of the Fat Lady as Oliver said the password and let me slip in first. I walked in and heard him follow as I sat down on a couch. Chloe and Ron were nowhere in sight.
He sat down next to me and shifted his body weight nervously as he got closer and looked me in the eye.
" So, spill...tell me why my dear best friend" He coughed " Why were you crying?"
I explained the whole story. I only left out the parts where I only wanted to go out with Eric to get him off of my mind. Oddly enough, the whole situation didn't sound so bad when I left out Oliver and my feelings for him.
" I should kill that jackass" Oliver scowled while looking at the fire. I could see the fury in his brown eyes. I reached up and placed a hand on his shoulder. He flinched at my touch.
" Aww, liddle ool Ollie cawes bout liddle ool mee" I said in my baby voice trying to lighten up the mood. I didn't feel so upset anymore.
He turned and faced me with a small smile, then turned back to the fire.
" Hey Oliver, can I ask you something?" I was thinking about it all night.
" Hmm?" he said. That was a yes.
" Are you and Katie Bell an item?" He turned away from the fire and faced me with a surprised look.
" I'm not sure..." He trailed off. He was avoiding something. I was going to get it out of him.
" Come on...we're best friends. You can tell me, I won't say anything." I looked at him with a playful smile, but he didnt return it.
" It's not that..." He trailed off again.
" O come on...pweeease!?" I continued.
" Listen, I just can't tell you okay!?" He snapped at me. My smile fell and I got up off the couch. I was hurt and this time it wasn't by Eric, it was by my best friend. I started walking toward the stairs of the girl's dorm. Oliver followed me and grabbed my hand.
" Jess..." He said in a low voice. It almost sounded like he whispered it.
I turned around with a angry face. He looked sorry.
" What Oliver? Do you want to yell at me again!?" I yelled at him and I saw the hurt in his eyes. They suddenly turned hard and cold.
" Maybe I needed to find someone to go to Hogsmeade with. My best friend seemed too occupied with a certain guy to even care and talk to me the whole week!" He yelled back.
" All I asked was if you and Katie Bell were together.Maybe I needed a date to Hogsmeade too,.... and Ijust couldn't talk to you, ok?" I added the last part as my voice dropped and I looked at the floor. He was too mad to let his guard down now.
" Why not?! I thought I was your best friend Jessica!" He used my full name. He never used my full name. I started feeling tears come down my face again. Man, was I going to have some bags under my eyes tommarrow!
" Oh, now your going to start crying! Is that supposed to make me feel sorry for you? Do you think that's going to make me not mad at you?" His tone got louder and he inched closer.
I shook my head as I stepped back. My tears came down like a flood.
" Are you going to tell me why you cared so much about this new kid and you ignored me this whole week!? Come on Jess...tell me why you hung around Eric so much this week!" he was getting more bitter by the minute.
I took a deep breathe and stood up. I had my hand on the stairs railing.
" To get my mind off of you Oliver! To convince myself that I didn't like you. But, you know what!? It didn't work. I like you. I like my best friend. Now are you happy!?" I snapped at him before turning on my heel and running up the stairs. I slammed the door to my room. Chloe's bed was empty. 'She's probably with Ron' I thought to myself.
I got under the covers of my bed and closed my eyes shut tight. I couldn't believe or even take in what just had happened. I had told Oliver that I had feelings for him. That I couldn't take my mind off of him. Now, he probably hated me and thought I was the biggest idiot in the world. I knew he only liked me as a friend. But did I really? He never told me he did. I didn't know if he liked me as more than a friend. I was too tired to even think. I turned on my side and cuddled into my pillow as I heard a knock on the door. I sighed and got up. ' It's probably Chloe' I thought to myself as I turned the doorhandle. I looked up to see Oliver standing there looking innocent and tired. He gave me the most sorry expression and I walked back to my bed. I heard his footsteps follow like always and he sat down on the end of my bed.
" Oliver..." I was cut off by a pair of lips being gently pressed against mine.
I opened my eyes and I could see Wood staring at me thorugh the moon light.
" I'm sorry Jess. I'm sorry for yelling at you, I'm sorry for being jealous. I'm sorry for everything." His eyes were staring straight into mine and I couldn't help but stare back.
" It's okay. Oliver, I really do like you. I can't hold it in anymore. I can't deny my feelings for you." I stopped before I started blabbing.
" Jess, have you been so oblivious all these years?" He asked with a sweet smile playing across his lips.
" What do you mean?" I asked in utter confusion.
" I mean, I've had a crush on you since our second year. Since that day you walked into Quidditch try-outs." He turned his head as his cheeks started turning red.
" So if you like me, what was that whole thing with Katie?" I asked. I was really confused now.
" I was doing exactly what you were. I was trying to get YOU off of my mind." He turned his head back in my direction and started staring again. I think I gave up on these little staring contests after we got caught by Snape. Not that we were going to get caught in here, but still!
" Oh...well you should've told me you liked me , you tart!" I stated jokingly. I lightly punched him on the arm after this comment.
He rubbed his arm and mouthed 'ow'. " Look who's talking!..." he said back. Silence fell between us. He broke the awkwardness asI felt his weight shift on my bed.He leaned down and kissed me again. This time I kissed him back. After a few seconds, we separated and he smiled down at me.
" Good nite Kitty" He said softly as he rose from my bed and started walking towards the door. Kitty was my old nickname. He only called me it at special times. I smiled to myself as I heard him close the door and I closed my eyes.
So Oliver liked me and I liked him. What did this mean? Were we going to become a couple or stay friends? His little visit left me confused as I fell into a deep sleep, met with sweet dreams.
So that's it people! Hope you liked it! and thanks to you who reviewed. But remember, please review if you LIKE the story, not only if you hate it hehe. And yes I know, I've been kind of ending them as cliffies but you better get used to it. They give motivation to write the next chapters! neway thanx and I'll try to update real soon if I ever get over this stupid cold!! thanxs again and rememer to review!! -Jess
