A/N: Hello hello! ;3 I'm back again for the next chapter of 'Quiet.' Now it's not so much more angsty, but a romantic fluff. Hope you like.
Quiet, Chapter 3.
"I love you."
Oh, that's nice- WHAT?
No, no, no, no, I did NOT just hear that….did I?
I stared at him blankly, my lips still tingling from the kiss he had just given me. This is what I had been waiting for, right? The boy I've loved for years just said he loved me, so why wasn't I jumping up and down for joy?
The silence between us engulfed me, my mind was running with emotions, the main one being love.
Oh crap, he's starting to look worried.
Inside, I was honestly estatic, I couldn't believe it.
Here I was, staring at him like a wet idiot, while my mind raced with a thousand thoughts. Why would he love me? What's so special about me after all? I just started asking myself this, even though I had been waiting for him to say that for years. I decided to take action.
Slowly, I moved myself to the edge of the window sill and into his lap whether he liked it or not, and gave him a huge hug.
"You prat." I whispered.
He didn't respond, he just put his arms around me. This was a new feeling, I felt protected. Not like the protection your big brother gives you when your little or whatever, but really protected, like he wouldn't let naything happen to me.
So of course, I took the next step of being a prat of a highly hormoned teenage girl, I started crying. Not like huge bawling cries, but more like silent tears, with the occasional hiccup. Yeah, my emotions were getting the best of me at the moment.
Apprently, I was starting to soak his shirt, so he pulled back from the hug and looked at me oddly. I felt a blush crawl up my neck to my cheeks, great, now I looked like a dithering wet prat, life couldn't get any better than this.
I moved off of his lap and back to the windowsill, what the hell was I doing? Apprently my mind and legs were having some sort of battle, and I didn't know what to do.
I was sitting on the edge of the window sill, my legs dangling beneath me.
My legs won the battle and I got off of the window with great difficulty, silently kissed him on the lips, and ran.
I couldn't help myself, it's just the first thing that came into mind, I had to get away, this was too much. He loved me, and I loved him back, he tells me, and I run, my I'm so intelligent. As I ran down the halls, I could barely see anything around me, my thoughts were rushing around my head, almost making me dizzy.
I heard him call my name, but I didn't care, I still ran. Then I heard foot steps behind me. Shit.
I made the mistake of turning around to see how close he was.
My…he is a fast runner. But I'm faster.
I ran like my life depended on it, down the hallway, and down 5 flights of stairs. I think I might've knocked over a first year or two, but I didn't care at the moment. I ran right to the the Entrnace Hall, and out the door. Once I couldn't tell if he was following me or not, I looked back, I didn't see him at first, but then I heard him yell my name again. He was stuck behind a group of slow walking 2nd years, he looked like he was about tohex them out of his way.
The angel in my was yelling furiously to stay behind and wait for him, but the devil told me to run. I had no idea what to do anymore, I was so confused. I couldn't watch any longer, I turned around and ran again.
It was still drizzling a little from the morning rain, but I didn't care. I ran out on the slippery grass, falling over only once, but I picked myself up and ran to my haven.
I collapsed on the stone bench, laying down on my side, facing the lake. My Wealsey hair flowed around me like a protective blanket, while I rested my head on my hand, trying to catch my breath.
I don't know how long I was laying there for, it felt like an enternity to me, but I didn't care, I was too busy absorbing the silence and thinking. Why did I run? I asked myself over and over again. I couldn't seem to find an answer, but then it clicked.
I loved him. I know it as obvious, but I really had begun to realise that he loved me too. I guess it was too much for me to handle, I've been waiting years, then he comes out and says it just like that. I went into emotional overdrive; I guess that's why I ran. I watched the soft ripples in the lake flow on with not a care in the world, and I figured that that's exactly what I want to be like. A free spirit, just doing what ever I want and whatever I please, with Harry by my side.
I knew I should go and apologize for running out on him or something, but I didn't have to, as my brilliant view of the lake was covered with a pair of jeaned legs.
I took a glance up, it was Harry, he always seemed to know where I was.
I saw him put the Marauders Map away in his pocket, oh, so that was how he knew.
With out exchanging a word, he gently lifted up my upper half, slid himself onto the bench, then let me rest my head on his lap. My this is comfortable.
I turned on my back so I could see his face, he was looking back at me, his arms resting on the cold stone bench behind him, leaning back slightly, oh gosh, I loved him so much. I layed there looking back up at him, trying to study his emotions. He certainly didn't seem mad at all, on the contrary, he looked really relaxed...odd...
Of course, I had forgetten everything I was going to say, so I just stared blankly at him again, my cheeks sporting a pink hue. We stayed like that for a while, I was looking up at him, he was looking down at me, I could get used to this. Oh hold on, I'm supposed to be saying something right about now.
"Sorry." I whispered, not breaking my connection with his eyes.
He smiled slightly. "For what?" He asked quietly, his voice low.
"Running out on you like that." I softly replied.
"It's alright if you don't…" He trailed off. What?
"I don't what?" I questioned, where was he getting at?
"If you don't love me, I understand." He said, looking a little crestfallen.
What the hell was this prat talking about? Me? Not loving him? Haha.
I sat up and scooted close to him, my face inches from his. "You prat." I whispered for the second time that day. I leaned in so that my lips were just brushing his and said, "Of course I love you."
Apparently, that was good enough for him. He pulled me closely to him, giving me the most dazzling kiss I've ever gotten. It was soft, tender, and filled with 'I love you's'.
After I needed to catch my breath, I broke it and we stared at eachother for a bit more. I really could get used to this.
I shifted myself around some more, so that I was sitting next to him, my arms around his waist, and his around mine. And for the longest time, we both looked out at the lake, not exchanging a word.
I guess that's the day that the haven officially wasn't mine any more. It was ours.
A/N: So, how was it? You like it? ANyways, how about we say...15 reviews for the next chapter? That sound fair? Ah well, just remeber to push that little button down there.
v That one. V