I stayed up all night, tearing the somewhat pleasurable dream as a nightmare. The alarm went off at 6:30 and I stumbled out of bed. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a mess. My eyes were baggy, my hair looked like it did in my first year at Hogwarts, and my face was red. As I readied myself for another date with Caleb, one I got to plan, I kept being reminded of my dream. The kiss, his hands in my hair, the way it felt. I couldn't stop.
I went to the kitchen for breakfast, but Draco was already there. He was shirtless, his back facing me, and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. As I watched him cook, I was reminded if me dreams the previous night and started blushing. "Like what you see?"
I turned away, feeling my cheeks grow hotter and hotter. He faced me and smirked. Her catered his plate of breakfast to the TV and turned on a movie. I could hear the words of As You Wish said And I immediately rushed to sit down and watch the movie. The Princess Bride. "The most romantic movie ever," I whispered. Draco turned to look at me, and I gave him a weird look. "Don't you know its rude to stare?"
"Said the one who was staring earlier," he replied. I turned away and stopped talking, knowing he had got me good. For the entire movie, Draco and I did not talk, but sat in silence and just watched. As the credits started rolling, I looked at the time and realized it was already 9:00.
I got up and put in my shoes. "Where are you going?" Draco asked. I ignored him. "Excuse me?" He yelled. "I guess you are finally deaf." Her started calling me names. Nerd, desperate, bookworm, mudblood.
I stared at him. "Shut up, Malfoy," I said. "Not that you even care, but I'm meeting Caleb for a date."
I grabbed my purse and walked out the door. Flushed, angry, and annoyed, I sat waiting in the coffee shop for Caleb. It was the cold air breeze that brushed me when I looked behind me if he had arrived. And he did. He was dressed warm, as I had instructed and he had a smile plastered on his face, as always. I stuff up and we walked towards each other. When interlaced his fingers in mine and we giggled, knowing why. It was that new butterfly feeling you get when a relationship started. Just like when Ron and I started dating. He used to make me squirm and make my toes curl at the feel of his hands holding mine. In front of me stood the most perfect man. And he was nothing like Ron.
"Hi," He said. He leaned in and kissed my forehead, something Ron would've never done. "What are we doing today?"
I smiled. "Well, you mentioned you've never gone ice skating, so I wanted to take you."
He looked nervous. "Huh, alright," He said. "I'll do it! I've never done it before and the thought of skating upon ice kind of scares me, but I'll try it for you." His words warmed me. As we walked to the skating rinks, he noticed my hands freezing. "You'll freeze," He said, gesturing to my hands, and then his. He wore gloves, but because of the incident earlier with Draco, I had forgotten my own pair. He took a glove and placed it on my right hand, then took my left hand and put it in god pocket, keeping both our hands warm. "We'll Stop by the shop before we go skating," he said.
We walked our way to the shop, but truth to be told, I didn't want my own pair. I wanted to hold His hands and stay with him like this.
*****
When we finally reached the skating rink, Caleb couldn't hide his nervous face. I got into the rink first and held out a hand so wouldn't fall. The second he got into the ice, he slipped and and fell back. I couldn't help but laugh say the sight of him on the ground. I helped him up, because he was blocking the way. "Are you alright?" I giggled. He grabbed both my hand and clenched them tight, afraid that if he let go, he'd humiliate himself again. He let me lead him to the middle of the ice and I slowly let go, letting him go out himself. Within seconds, he was skating across the ice like a professional.
He came towards me and grabbed my hand, pulling me with him for the ride. I couldn't help but just did stare at him. He was so carefree, he was smiling, and it felt like a scene out of a movie. The twinkling of lights all around us, him smiling, me loving every moment. He stopped and pulled me close. "Thank you," he said, "for giving me the joy I never thought I'd receive." I pecked him lightly on the lips before sliding back away from him to tease him. I accidentally slipped and prepared myself for the hard impact of ice, but a strong arms wrapped around my waist, preventing me from falling. He pulled me close and laughed. "I won't let you fall," He said. His pulled me closer and kissed me. Unlike the small peck I gave him, he kissed me passionately. Instead of enjoying the moment, I thought of my dream. The feeling of Draco's hands, the way he made my toes curl, and the way I felt. I pulled away from Caleb, and smiled. He only smiled back.
"Catch me!" I yelled, skating across the rink as fast as I could.
*****
That night when I returned home, I saw a very distraught Draco, sitting on the couch. I rolled my eyes. I can't enjoy a moment in my own house, let alone enjoy my date without him entering my thoughts.
He turned around and looked at me. "Enjoy your date with glasses?"
"You know, it's funny you say that," I said, referring to his own glasses.
I walked right past him. "I know you think of me," he stated. "Probably in your dreams, on your dates, I'm always on your mind, aren't I?"
I turned around to see him close, almost up against me. I gulped and looked away. "No," I replied. "It's only your wishful thinking."
I turned away again, but he pulled my wrists to him and trapped me within his arms, my back to his front.
I wriggled, attempting to break free, though I wasn't sure I even wanted to. "Let me go this instant!" He made no sign of letting me go. Our breathing synced and I could feel his heart beat.
"Are you sure you want me to?"
I stomped on his foot and turned around. "Why are you torturing me?"
"You want to know why?!" He yelled.
"Yes Malfoy, I really do!"
He stared at me, his eyes almost piercing into my soul. "Because," He said. "Because I can't stop thinking about you. Because you're always there. Whether I want it or not. You're the first thing on my mind, the only person I dream of, the first thing I think of when I wake up. You've made yourself something that lives inside of me."
In this moment, all I wanted to do was kiss him. But I stopped myself. "Then forget me," I said, breaking my own heart.
"I can't," he whispered. He pointed to his brain. "Maybe if you were in here, I could forget," then he pointed to his heart, "but you're in here. No matter what I do, I can never forget."
I could only stare at him. Despite my heart telling my to give in, to love him, to do what I desire, wits told me to betray my heart. "No, Malfoy," I said. "You cannot feel that way. I definitely don't. Just forget. We can part ways. We shouldn't suffer, that's all we've been doing since we met." I closed my eyes and sighed. "You should move out."
"Never," He told me sternly. I pushed away, but he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me close. "Just answer me this," He said. "Have you and Caleb kissed?"
I nodded.
His soft eyes disappeared within milliseconds. "Is that's why?" He assumed. "That's why you're choosing him. Because he can give you what you want?!!?!"
I pushed away. "No! I choose him because he is kind and smart and sweet and doesn't see me as an object you can just throw away when you're bored! And guess what?" I yelled. "He's in here," I said, placing a hand on my heart. " I can't forget him or his kiss!"
He grabbed me and kissed me fiercely. I pushed him away, but he only pulled closer, wrapping his arms around me. The kiss I so longed for was happening, and it was wrong, but once our lips synced and their rhythms, I couldn't stop. I placed my arms around his neck and pressed myself against his body. His hands trailed up my back and played with my hair. He pushed me against a wall and intertwined my hand onto his as his other was on my waist, my right arm still around his neck.
"Draco, I," I whispered. "I just-"
He cut me off, continuing to kiss me as he placed his hands on my stomach. He licked my bottom lip and placed both hands on my face, placing our foreheads together. We breathed heavily and stared into each other's eyes.
I bit my lip and he kissed me once more. "Maybe that," he sighed," will help you forget."
He backed up, not smirking, but a genuine smile. "See you tomorrow."
He left me alone, baffled, still breathing heavily.
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