AN: I'm so sorry I haven't posted in, like, forever! I suck! With that said, enjoy! :)
Chapter Twenty-One: Waking Up On The Right Side Of His Bed
At about 9 a.m. the next morning, Katie stirred a bit from her sleep. Oliver quickly shut his eyes. He had been awake since about seven that morning just staring at her. She's beautiful He kept thinking to himself. At one point he had tried to go back to sleep. But that was to no avail. Katie had finally started to wake-up. She turned over once away from him, and then once back toward him. Then, she opened one eye.
"Hi." She said groggily. Oliver couldn't help but smile.
"Hello." He said with amusement laced through his accent. Katie reached up and tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes. She then looked over at the music player that had currently been playing 'From Loving You' by Mandy Moore. "Your brain is full of some pretty odd songs." Oliver commented, realizing what Katie was looking at. Katie rolled onto her back.
"Well, I have a wide rang of taste." She said, turning her head to look at Oliver. She then smiled a bit. "I don't mind this." She said thoughtfully.
"Don't mind what?" Oliver said in a voice that was a cross between groggy and amused.
"Waking up next to you." Katie said in that thoughtful tone again. Oliver pulled Katie toward, and up against, him.
"I don't mind it either." He said, kissing her on the side of the head. Katie put her hand over his.
"We should go down to Breakfast." Katie said, looking up at him. Oliver made a face that said 'I don't wanna!' very plainly. Katie gave him puppy dog eyes. "Pweeeeaaassseee!" She begged. Oliver relented.
"Okay, we can go eat." He said. Katie smiled.
"Yay!" She said sitting up and snatching her shirt off the floor. Oliver gave an offended expression.
"Oy, somebody's practically jumping out the window to get away from me!" He said. Katie looked back at him with a smile on her face.
"Oh, honey, if I wanted to do that I would have left during the night." She said, leaning toward Oliver and kissing him. The kiss turned passionate and Oliver pulled Katie back toward him. Katie was half laying on Oliver when she broke the kiss. "Ol, I am soo hungry." She said, sitting back up and putting her shirt on. Oliver shook his head.
"I still say you wanna get rid of me." He said in mock pout. Katie laughed and through his shirt at him.
"Get dressed." She said, full amusement in her voice. Oliver rolled his eyes and put his shirt on. He followed by putting his pants on. He then walked over to the door where Katie was standing. Katie rolled her eyes at his unwilling face and pulled him toward her by the collar of his shirt. "The faster we eat, the faster we get back up here." She said teasingly against his lips.
"Well, then, I'm all for it." He said against Katie's lips before pressing a firm kiss to them and opening his door.
After breakfast, Katie and Oliver spent the rest of the day 'lounging' in Oliver's room. And the next morning, Oliver once more, woke up before Katie. He didn't dare move though. He still had that feeling like something was going to happen. He just hopped that it was a good something.
"Mm... It's in the sandblaster. Uh..." Oliver heard Katie mutter. He furrowed his eyebrows and leaned over her side a bit, his arm rapped around her waist.
"What's in the sandblaster, Kates? It's a dream. Come back to me." He whispered into her ear, trying to wake her up. Katie smirked a bit.
"Mmm...Hmm... All Gemini's to the raspberry hats." She said in a quick and small voice. Oliver smiled and leaned back.
"Now you're faking." He said.
"Am not. Okay, just a little." She said in her cute little voice before turning slightly to face Oliver. "Morning." She muttered. Oliver's smile widened.
"Morning." He said, placing a kiss on her forehead. Katie started shaking her head.
"Okay, Okay, you're way to nice. There's gotta be something wrong with you, I mean, come on. No guy is this nice. You get your moves out of a book right?" She asked as Oliver stared at her with a raised eyebrows. "Oh, no, that's not it, you're gay right?" She asked. Oliver raised his eyebrows a little father meaning 'No' in the Wood facial expressions dictionary.
"Kates, I've liked you since I was twelve. I'm trying not to screw this up." He said. Katie's eyes widened.
"I got it, you can read my mind, and you know exactly what I want you to say!" She said, sitting up like she had gotten something right. Oliver shook his head.
"Nope." He said, putting his arms around Katie's waist and pulling her toward him. Katie laid her head on Oliver's shoulder.
"So," She started. "It's the Twenty-Sixth right?" She asked. Oliver nodded. "Ah, then we have only two more days of doing this peacefully." Katie said, gesturing to the bed. Oliver smiled.
"Why do you say that?" He asked. Katie sighed.
"Because; Angelina, Alicia, Fred, and George are coming back tomorrow night." She said with a sigh. Oliver let out a sigh also.
"We'll deal." He said to her. Katie nodded.
"Yeah, I'll just brace myself for the teasing." She said.
"And, I'll brace myself for them mocking." Oliver said, looking down at Katie. Katie started to nod and than stopped.
"Wait a minute, why would you be mocked?" She asked indignantly. She looked up at Oliver and saw the teasing grin on her face. "You Pounce (AN: Sorry if I spelled that wrong)!" She said, grabbing a pillow off the bed and hitting him with it. Oliver just chuckled.
"Just preparing you for the teasing." He said into Katie's ear, provoking another pillow-hit.