A/N: Okay, another day, another chapter. Sorry it took a while to update,
I've been so freaking busy and school is starting on Monday, so I've been
getting ready for that. Also, it's raining, and I love the rain, so I've
been playing in it. Got you! I really wasn't.I wish I was.
pokElilpupE- Yes, I'll admit it was a bit corny, and a little bittersweet, but trust me! It all works out in the end.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, you know the drill. OH! And I also do not own the King. (Hee hee! You will see!)
Jackson left and I was a little thrown off by the whole experience. Alicia stepped out of the kitchen, looking shocked.
"What?" I asked.
"You just said you'd be Jackson's girlfriend, Katie. That's what."
"So? You know I like him."
"Yes! But you're absolutely in love with Oliver!"
I stared at her. Oh shit. She was right. I was too caught up in the moment and everything I completely forgot about Oliver! I guess it didn't matter. I mean, he was getting married.
"Okay, maybe I am a little head over heels for Mr. Wood, but what can I do? He's getting married," I sighed.
Alicia stepped back in the kitchen to finish the cake. I sat on the chair I had occupied and rested my elbows on the counter.
"And besides," I added, "Jackson is really great too."
Alicia stopped spreading icing. "I guess so, I don't see anything wrong with him."
"Exactly. So I'm fine. Perfectly and completely fine." Oh, but I wasn't. What had I gotten myself into?
The next day I took my time getting ready for work. I showed up 10 minutes late, but Jackson didn't seem to care. His head popped up from behind the counter and smiled.
"Hey Jackson," I said casually, like nothing was different.
"Hey Katie, can you grab the broom and sweep the floor for me?" he asked. I said I would and I went to the back to get the broom. I grabbed the broom and started to sweep by the books. Jackson stopped working behind the counter and sauntered over to me. "So, Katie, you know last night?"
"Yeah, I thought it was very romantic the way you said 'there are no words-'"
"Yeah, yeah," he interrupted, "well, I was thinking maybe next Saturday, we could go out?" Well, I couldn't turn him down. I mean, I could, but you get it. I had to be polite.
"Of course." I smiled and so did he.
So, one week later, Jackson picked me up at my apartment. I was in my room, trying to figure out what to do with my hair when Alicia and I heard the door.
"You're absolutely positive you want to keep seeing him?" she asked, fairly concerned.
I sighed. "I guess. I mean, he grows on you. I say I should just grow to love." Alicia shook her head and left my room. "Hopefully it's easier done than said," I said to myself, running the brush through my hair one last time.
Jackson looked great in his not-so-sophisticated suit. We complimented each other and left for the restaurant. We apparated to the front step and Jackson took my hand. His hands were so soft, and so warm, and a little sweaty, gross. The waiter seated us and handed us menus.
"So," I said to break the awkward silence between us, "how's Sophie?"
Jackson looked up at me confused. "What do you mean? You saw her a couple of days ago."
"More like a week ago. Anything interesting happening with her that I should know about?"
"Ask her yourself. She's right over there."
He pointed over my shoulder to the entrance, where there stood Sophie, along with Oliver. I couldn't help but grin at the sight of them. They couldn't hold back a grin either as they saw us. The waiter guided them to us and pulled a table over to connect us.
"Jackson did you plan this?" I asked, I must admit, it was a little coincidental.
"Not at all," he said with a broad grin.
I looked across the table to Oliver and could feel a little heat rising in my cheeks. I needed to get my mind off of Oliver. Maybe a little flirting with Jackson would help out a little. Slowly, I crossed my legs and started to rub Jackson's leg with my foot. Jackson looked at me and smiled, and continued talking Quidditch with Oliver. Ah, so he's the type that likes it to be a mystery to the others. I liked that.
Somewhere in the middle of our dinner, Sophie and Oliver brought up their very first date, how they went to a Muggle diner and listened to Elvis all night long. I like Elvis, a lot. Well, I didn't like him so much after the story.
"Oh and remember the song we kept singing?" Sophie laughed, " 'I'm all shook up!'" They sang that for a while, and Jackson and I just laughed along. I was of course fake laughing. I didn't find the story too fantastic.
Well, after about two hours of fine food, chitchat, and a long, long leg rub with my foot, I needed a bathroom break. I excused myself from the table and went to the little girls room. I did the deed and left the bathroom and bumped into Oliver. He caught me before I could fall over and said, "Watch yourself, Katie." I could feel myself blushing as I stood up.
"Thanks, Oliver."
"Katie, I need to ask you something." My heart started racing against my chest. "Why were you rubbing my leg all through dinner?" I literally felt all color drain from my face.
"W-what? What are you talking about?"
"Well, when I felt someone's foot rubbing my leg in a very, er, suggestive manner, I thought it was Sophie, but when I dropped my napkin and I picked it up, I saw your leg instead of hers. Care to explain?"
Oh. Great. How was I going to get myself out of this? "Okay, I can explain. I meant to do that to Jackson's leg, but I didn't know whose was whose. so I just guessed," I smiled weakly, hoping he would believe it. It was the truth after all!
He just grinned and said, "Don't worry, it's fine." He leaned in to whisper, "I liked it."
He went into the men's bathroom, leaving me speechless. Was he supposed to do that? Isn't that some sort of cheating? I walked back to the table where Jackson and Sophie were talking about the wedding.
"Katie! We're so glad you're back," Jackson said excitedly, "Sophie has something to ask you!"
Sophie turned pink and asked, "Would you be a bridesmaid at the wedding, Katie?"
That completely caught me by surprise! "I'd love to!" We hugged tightly and Oliver returned from the restroom.
"What are we celebrating?" he asked.
"Katie just agreed to be a bridesmaid!" Sophie exclaimed.
"That's wonderful!" Oliver rejoiced.
Yeah, I guess it was.
After Jackson walked me home and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, (I guess he was shy) I hurried up the stairs to find Alicia and tell her what happened. Alicia sat reading on the couch, and I stood in front of her. She looked up and said "Well? How was dinner?"
"Okay, you know how you rub your foot against someone's leg, you know, to flirt or whatever?"
"Yeah, did you do that to Jackson?"
"I meant to! Oliver and Sophie were at the restaurant also, so we invited them to sit with us and I couldn't stop thinking about Oliver! So I decided to flirt with Jackson to get him out of my head. But when I went to the bathroom I bumped into Oliver and said I had been rubbing his leg the whole time!" Alicia started laughing, I didn't blame her; it was funny if you think about it. "Oh, but there's more! He told me he liked it! Isn't that like-"
"Cheating?" she interrupted.
"That's exactly what I was thinking! What should I do, Alicia?" I pleaded. I was nervous about this. Oliver said he liked it, but he's with Sophie! Hold on, breath in, breath out.
"Whatever you do, don't tell Sophie. And Katie, you're making this a bigger deal than it needs to be. So you made a mistake, big deal. I'm sure this happens all the time to other people."
"You're right." I sat down on the couch next to her. "You're totally right."
Whew, I'm all shook up!
A/N: The end of another chapter. Not so great, but close enough I hope. Sorry it isn't so long, I need to save the rest for other chapters!
Next Chapter- Lets see, lets throw in some bridal shopping, and more run ins with Oliver! You know you love him!
pokElilpupE- Yes, I'll admit it was a bit corny, and a little bittersweet, but trust me! It all works out in the end.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, you know the drill. OH! And I also do not own the King. (Hee hee! You will see!)
Jackson left and I was a little thrown off by the whole experience. Alicia stepped out of the kitchen, looking shocked.
"What?" I asked.
"You just said you'd be Jackson's girlfriend, Katie. That's what."
"So? You know I like him."
"Yes! But you're absolutely in love with Oliver!"
I stared at her. Oh shit. She was right. I was too caught up in the moment and everything I completely forgot about Oliver! I guess it didn't matter. I mean, he was getting married.
"Okay, maybe I am a little head over heels for Mr. Wood, but what can I do? He's getting married," I sighed.
Alicia stepped back in the kitchen to finish the cake. I sat on the chair I had occupied and rested my elbows on the counter.
"And besides," I added, "Jackson is really great too."
Alicia stopped spreading icing. "I guess so, I don't see anything wrong with him."
"Exactly. So I'm fine. Perfectly and completely fine." Oh, but I wasn't. What had I gotten myself into?
The next day I took my time getting ready for work. I showed up 10 minutes late, but Jackson didn't seem to care. His head popped up from behind the counter and smiled.
"Hey Jackson," I said casually, like nothing was different.
"Hey Katie, can you grab the broom and sweep the floor for me?" he asked. I said I would and I went to the back to get the broom. I grabbed the broom and started to sweep by the books. Jackson stopped working behind the counter and sauntered over to me. "So, Katie, you know last night?"
"Yeah, I thought it was very romantic the way you said 'there are no words-'"
"Yeah, yeah," he interrupted, "well, I was thinking maybe next Saturday, we could go out?" Well, I couldn't turn him down. I mean, I could, but you get it. I had to be polite.
"Of course." I smiled and so did he.
So, one week later, Jackson picked me up at my apartment. I was in my room, trying to figure out what to do with my hair when Alicia and I heard the door.
"You're absolutely positive you want to keep seeing him?" she asked, fairly concerned.
I sighed. "I guess. I mean, he grows on you. I say I should just grow to love." Alicia shook her head and left my room. "Hopefully it's easier done than said," I said to myself, running the brush through my hair one last time.
Jackson looked great in his not-so-sophisticated suit. We complimented each other and left for the restaurant. We apparated to the front step and Jackson took my hand. His hands were so soft, and so warm, and a little sweaty, gross. The waiter seated us and handed us menus.
"So," I said to break the awkward silence between us, "how's Sophie?"
Jackson looked up at me confused. "What do you mean? You saw her a couple of days ago."
"More like a week ago. Anything interesting happening with her that I should know about?"
"Ask her yourself. She's right over there."
He pointed over my shoulder to the entrance, where there stood Sophie, along with Oliver. I couldn't help but grin at the sight of them. They couldn't hold back a grin either as they saw us. The waiter guided them to us and pulled a table over to connect us.
"Jackson did you plan this?" I asked, I must admit, it was a little coincidental.
"Not at all," he said with a broad grin.
I looked across the table to Oliver and could feel a little heat rising in my cheeks. I needed to get my mind off of Oliver. Maybe a little flirting with Jackson would help out a little. Slowly, I crossed my legs and started to rub Jackson's leg with my foot. Jackson looked at me and smiled, and continued talking Quidditch with Oliver. Ah, so he's the type that likes it to be a mystery to the others. I liked that.
Somewhere in the middle of our dinner, Sophie and Oliver brought up their very first date, how they went to a Muggle diner and listened to Elvis all night long. I like Elvis, a lot. Well, I didn't like him so much after the story.
"Oh and remember the song we kept singing?" Sophie laughed, " 'I'm all shook up!'" They sang that for a while, and Jackson and I just laughed along. I was of course fake laughing. I didn't find the story too fantastic.
Well, after about two hours of fine food, chitchat, and a long, long leg rub with my foot, I needed a bathroom break. I excused myself from the table and went to the little girls room. I did the deed and left the bathroom and bumped into Oliver. He caught me before I could fall over and said, "Watch yourself, Katie." I could feel myself blushing as I stood up.
"Thanks, Oliver."
"Katie, I need to ask you something." My heart started racing against my chest. "Why were you rubbing my leg all through dinner?" I literally felt all color drain from my face.
"W-what? What are you talking about?"
"Well, when I felt someone's foot rubbing my leg in a very, er, suggestive manner, I thought it was Sophie, but when I dropped my napkin and I picked it up, I saw your leg instead of hers. Care to explain?"
Oh. Great. How was I going to get myself out of this? "Okay, I can explain. I meant to do that to Jackson's leg, but I didn't know whose was whose. so I just guessed," I smiled weakly, hoping he would believe it. It was the truth after all!
He just grinned and said, "Don't worry, it's fine." He leaned in to whisper, "I liked it."
He went into the men's bathroom, leaving me speechless. Was he supposed to do that? Isn't that some sort of cheating? I walked back to the table where Jackson and Sophie were talking about the wedding.
"Katie! We're so glad you're back," Jackson said excitedly, "Sophie has something to ask you!"
Sophie turned pink and asked, "Would you be a bridesmaid at the wedding, Katie?"
That completely caught me by surprise! "I'd love to!" We hugged tightly and Oliver returned from the restroom.
"What are we celebrating?" he asked.
"Katie just agreed to be a bridesmaid!" Sophie exclaimed.
"That's wonderful!" Oliver rejoiced.
Yeah, I guess it was.
After Jackson walked me home and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, (I guess he was shy) I hurried up the stairs to find Alicia and tell her what happened. Alicia sat reading on the couch, and I stood in front of her. She looked up and said "Well? How was dinner?"
"Okay, you know how you rub your foot against someone's leg, you know, to flirt or whatever?"
"Yeah, did you do that to Jackson?"
"I meant to! Oliver and Sophie were at the restaurant also, so we invited them to sit with us and I couldn't stop thinking about Oliver! So I decided to flirt with Jackson to get him out of my head. But when I went to the bathroom I bumped into Oliver and said I had been rubbing his leg the whole time!" Alicia started laughing, I didn't blame her; it was funny if you think about it. "Oh, but there's more! He told me he liked it! Isn't that like-"
"Cheating?" she interrupted.
"That's exactly what I was thinking! What should I do, Alicia?" I pleaded. I was nervous about this. Oliver said he liked it, but he's with Sophie! Hold on, breath in, breath out.
"Whatever you do, don't tell Sophie. And Katie, you're making this a bigger deal than it needs to be. So you made a mistake, big deal. I'm sure this happens all the time to other people."
"You're right." I sat down on the couch next to her. "You're totally right."
Whew, I'm all shook up!
A/N: The end of another chapter. Not so great, but close enough I hope. Sorry it isn't so long, I need to save the rest for other chapters!
Next Chapter- Lets see, lets throw in some bridal shopping, and more run ins with Oliver! You know you love him!
