A/N: Yes, It has taken me some time to updat, mainly because I have been extremely busy with forensics and colorgaurd. Anyway, here is the newest chapter. It is mostly a filler and it is not the best, but I needed it. Don't worry, the next few chaoters will thoroughly make up for it's suckiness. Also, check out my one shot I recently wrote, titled "My Dear Sister". I got no reviews on it and I want sme critique. So without furthur adeu, here is the newest installment of "It's Only A Crush, What Could Happen?"
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The early morning sun shone through Fiyero's window, landing on the emerald cheek of Elphaba and filled her entire body with a warm sensation. She smiled into Fiyero's neck, where her head was comfortably resting. Her hand was on Fiyero's chest, which rose and fell to his rhythmic breathing. Elphaba could hear the steady beating of Fiyero's heart. That beating was a strange sort of early morning lullaby, making her not want to come to life and get ready for her full day of classes at Shiz.
Elphaba reluctantly opened one eye and looked at the large clock that was adjacent to the bed. It read 7:36. Her first class was not until nine that morning, so she had enough time to lay with Fiyero before worrying about rushing to her room to thrown on a new frock, brush her hair and teeth, and grab her books. She wrapped herself tighter around the Prince's body, causing him to slightly stir. Elphaba looked at him. His hair was tousled and stuck up and he had a pleasant expression on his face which made it look as if he was dreaming. That made Fiyero seem boyishly innocent, which Elphaba knew he was not. She placed a kiss on his temple and then Fiyero opened his eyes. He mumbled a drowsy 'good morning' to Elphaba and kissed her on the cheek.
"You never answered me last night," Elphaba whispered. She needed a direct answer from Fiyero about how he felt about her and about the situation that was present between the two of them. She needed that answer now.
"Elphaba," Fiyero started, "I do have feelings for you. Those feelings that I have are quite strong, stronger than I have ever felt towards a woman." Fiyero kissed her, hoping that it would end the conversation between them. Boy, he was wrong!
Elphaba pulled away angrily.
"There is always Galinda to think about. You can't go around having escapades with any one you chose, especially me, her best friend. Sometimes, you just have to think, Fiyero." The words stung Fiyero as soon as they left her mouth. He heard the expression 'truth hurts' but he never expected it to be like that. He knew that he needed to think, but he never was too good at it, the way Elphaba was. That was one of the countless reasons that he admired her.
Elphaba saw that she hurt Fiyero with her comment. Normally, she would not care because her truthful remarks tended to get her in trouble, but her feelings for him kicked in.
"I'm sorry, Yero. I just like things to be well thought out and planned so there aren't any dire consequences."
"I understand, El-," Fiyero stopped himself when he was about to use the name Galinda christened her with and made up his own. "Fae."
"What did you just call me?" Elphaba asked with a tone of happiness in her voice.
"I called you Fae. Since you don't like the other nickname, I made one up."
Elphaba kissed Fiyero passionately on the mouth.
"I love it."
Elphaba peeled the sheets off of her and headed towards the door.
"Leaving so soon?" Fiyero asked.
"I have to. I don't want Galinda to wake up and think I have been kidnapped or anything."
They said their goodbyes and Elphaba slipped out the door of Fiyero's room, attempting to be inconspicuous.
Elphaba opened the door to her room. It really shouldn't be left unlocked, she thought.
She tried to be quiet as she went to her bed but a mess of blonde curls leapt at her. Instead of her trademark pearly white smile, Galinda was wearing a stern expression, one that made her resemble Madame Morrible.
"Elphaba! Where in Oz sake were you? I got up to go to the bathroom and I look at your bed and you were gone. It was like you disappeared. I thought you went to the library but no one goes to the library at four in the morning, not even you, that's how long I have been up. I have been pacing back and forth since four AM, wondering where you were! Do you know how tired I am at four in the morning? Where could you have possibly gone at that Un-Ozly hour?" Elphaba never saw Galinda that mad. Galinda tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for Elphaba to answer.
"Funny for you to say something I was just…"
"Just what?" Hmm? What was that important? Huh? Why aren't you answering me Elphie? Answer me!" Galinda was talking unusually fast, and she was a fast talker to begin with.
Elphaba tried to think of an excuse through Galinda's unnecessary and hyper interrogation. After a moment of pondering, she thought of the perfect explanation.
"I went to go see Nessarose." Elphaba was pretty certain that Galinda would not believe that lie, still she said it anyways.
"Why? Nessa has Madame Morrible with her, so she should be perfectly fine." Galinda shifted her weight between her two feet, rocking back and forth. Elphaba looked around the room nervously and saw two empty coffee cups. Now she knew what Galinda was being so jittery. Galinda was chipper even without coffee, so her exaggerated actions almost scared Elphaba. Galinda was shaking from being over caffeinated as she waited for Elphaba's answer.
Elphaba was new to this whole lying thing, so she did not have her timing down right to answer Galinda, and Galinda was too caffeinated to sit around and wait for Elphaba's response. As she thought, it was as if Galinda was staring into her mind and soul. Elphaba became nervous because she did not want Galinda finding out what happened between her and Fiyero. It would completely crush the blonde. Before Elphaba gave a reason for 'visiting Nessa' Galinda spoke.
"I haven't got all day here, Elphie. I need to go through my extensive beautification process before I can even consider leaving the room."
"Alright, Galinda, since this interrogation is cutting into your precious time of utter vanity, I suggest that we drop the subject and leave it at the fact I was visiting Nessarose."
"Like, whatever," Galinda mumbled as she stormed into the bathroom to begin her hour long ritual of getting ready for the day.
Elphaba sat down on the corner of her bed and sighed. She did not think Galinda would have gotten this mad that she was not there. But, Elphaba realized that she would be worried too if she woke up and Galinda was missing with no note explaining her absence.
Reflecting on what had just happened, Elphaba learned two important things. One was to always leave a note if she had the urge in the middle of the night to visit Fiyero again, and the second was that if Galinda has had two cups of coffee, you do not want to have to explain yourself to her.