Fireflies | | Fred Weasley

•Part nineteen

"Fred, what do you mean by that?" You asked your best friend, and his eyes only widened slightly in response. "Fred?"

"Forget I said that." Fred told you. "Do you still want to do this, Luce?"

You couldn't possibly forget what he said, but this was important to you, so you had to at least try to forget... for now.

"Y-yeah." You stuttered.

Fred took one step closer to you, his knees now brushing against yours. His hand was still wrapped around your wrist, but in a soft and gentle manner.

With his other hand, he gently cupped half of your face and trailed your lips with his thumb. He swiped his thumb along your bottom lip for a moment, before he used his thumb to part your lips.

With that, he bent down and kissed you.

Fred's lips claimed yours, and it was as if every worry you had flew out the window.

His lips were as soft as ever, with the most perfect amount of pressure. With his lips connected to yours, he stepped back and you stood up from the bed, stepping with him.

His hand fell from around your wrist, only to trail up your arm and snake around your back. His fingers slowly danced down your back, slowly and in a way that sent shivers up and down your spine. He claimed your waist with his large hand, pulling you flush against his body, making you gasp loudly.

The sound that escaped your lips caused Fred to pull his lips away from yours. You opened your eyes and noticed that he still had his closed, his brow furrowed as he put his head down. He looked as if he was savouring every moment of the kiss, like he was physically pained to pull away.

His hand was still on your waist, the other half cupping your face, while your arms and hands remained down by your sides.

"Fred." You quietly said. "We don't have to do this if you won't want to."

"No, Luce, I want to help you out." Fred told you, finally opening his eyes and deeply looking into yours.

"I don't want your help if it's going to make you uncomfortable." You told him.

"It's not making me uncomfortable." Fred said, softly shaking his head. "Not at all."

You studied the look in his eyes and spread across his face, seeing that Fred did want to do this. He has no problem with helping you learn how to kiss, but you could tell that something else was on his mind.

"Let's not do this." You breathed. "Fred, you really don't look like you want go. I'm not going to push you to kiss me, what kind of friend does that?"

"And, what kind of friend lets their best friend get humiliated at a party because she doesn't know how to kiss?" Fred shot back, but his tone wasn't angry. "Lucille, I'm not lying when I say I do want to do this. Have I given you the impression that I don't want to, or that I'm uncomfortable?"

"I mean, no." You said. "But-"

"Don't just stand there with your hands by your sides." Fred said, taking your hands.

You shook out any thoughts that you had and only focused on learning how to make out with somebody. Fred really made it seem like he wanted to this, he hadn't given you any real indication that he didn't.