"What are you doing?" Oliver looked over Katie's shoulder as she flipped another page in her spiral and continued writing completely ignoring him. It had been over two weeks since she had uttered a single word to him. He waited for a moment and then added, "I believe it was just over a month ago that you told me you needed me around to make things okay, and well, you seem pretty fine on your own now."

Katie tilted her head, glared at Oliver and said, "So when are you going to figure this whole deal out? Because if there will be photographers stalking my apartment, I would have to ask you nicely to leave. This wasn't part of the rent agreement. As a matter of fact, since you were so hell bent on ruining your life, and got sued… you won't even have enough cash to pay for the rent anyway." Katie slammed her book shut and then stood up and quickly walked over to the kitchen.

"Usually it takes people a while to find themselves you know? It's really not as simple as it seems." Oliver stood and tried to block Katie's attempted escape.

"Yeah, well most people continue living their lives, when they're trying to find themselves. They don't lie to friends and let other people down." Katie slammed the refrigerator door making Oliver jump. She shoved past him and started walking towards her room.

"Yeah you should be one to talk about not living your life and running away from your problems Katie." Oliver mumbled just loud enough for Katie to hear.

Katie stopped in here tracks. "What is THAT supposed to mean?" Katie glared at Oliver.

"You' re the one who runs away from magic, your problems at home… leaving everything you can't solve behind. You're just not really committed."

"Why are you making this whole situation about me? This really has nothing to do with me. You're the one being sued! You're the one causing the trouble! You're the one watching his life circling the drain! So don't you even make this situation about me." Katie crossed her arms defensively.

"I just don't know what I want anymore. If I knew I would go for it. I just don't know." Oliver gently pounded on the kitchen table. "Professional Quidditch wasn't what I thought it would be." He sat down at the table and looked at Katie.

Katie pulled out a chair next to him and hesitatingly placed her hands over his.

"It's a constant struggle of living someone else's life. I just want to play Quidditch because I like it, because I'm good at it… and the next thing I know, people scream my names from the stands, women throw themselves at me, children look up to me as their role model, and I'm given more money than I've ever seen in my life. I'm expected to be suave, glamorous, and charming, when I'm still that kid who lights stuff on fire in Snape's class because he was too busy writing up plays." Oliver sighed. "I've been living a life others want to live. I haven't really done much living on my own until I came over here."

"You made a commitment though." Katie stated.

Oliver noticed picked up Witch Weekly, read the headline and quickly, flipped it over and swallowed painfully seeing the moving picture of a scared Katie dodging various photographers while she was leaving her apartment for classes. "I know I made one. Now, I intend to follow it through. I intend on writing a letter of apology and showing up to practice tomorrow." Oliver looked down at his hands and took a deep breath.

"What made you change your mind?" Katie asked curiously.

"I'm committed. I've always been a committed kid, always knew what I wanted, never changed you know? My grandmother used to make lemon tarts and she used to send them to Hogwarts and I would have one every night after Quidditch practice and when she passed away my 3rd year, I stopped eating them. My mom would still bake them and send them to me every week, I just knew they wouldn't be as good, so I just stopped." Oliver took another deep breath. "I've done this non-committed thing for several months now, and it's just not right for me." Oliver paused a moment, swallowed and started talking again. "I'm just hedging my bets here. Puddlemere is totally devoted to me. All I have to be is totally devoted to them and it will eventually work out. With us, I'm committed, I'm here, always have been, always will be… but you're not."

"I thought we were okay." Katie paused for a moment, thought about what he just said, and ran a hand through her hair frustratedly and crossed her arms.

"Yeah, I'm sure, since you haven't talked to me in over two weeks. Maybe when you say you have feelings for someone but refuse to be in a relationship with them, that changes the rules a little. Maybe then it's acceptable to ignore me for two weeks." Oliver trailed off.

"Was that what you were talking about when you said I wasn't committed?" Katie asked slowly. She tried to add more to try and convince him to see things her way but all of those excuses… that she wasn't ready for a relationship, that she was too busy with her life right now, that she couldn't get too emotionally involved… all of those things seemed to boil down to the fact that she wasn't committed. She wanted an easy way out if the opportunity ever presented itself.

"So what I'm trying to say is this. I'll be at practices, traveling to different games all over the world and won't be around a lot anymore. If you want a way out Katie, this is it. You've got to take it because I won't. You're the love of my life. You've got to be the one to end it because I can't. I'm committed. I can't wake up every morning wondering if this is the day that you will realize that you're too good for this and move on. So you've really got to help me out here…" Oliver looked up at Katie who turned five shades paler, kissed her on the forehead and headed into his room

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