Fearless Love (Fred Weasley x OC Fanfiction)

four: the confession

I just wanted to shut my eyes and escape the world. I can't believe I just ruined the best thing to ever happen to me. He would never look at me the same.

I was brought back to reality by Bill shaking my shoulders. "Adelaide, are you okay? What happened?" He asked.

"I- I- We- He-"

"Adelaide," Bill cut me off. "Breathe and explain."

"Fred...kissed...me...and...I...kissed...him...back," I said between breaths.

I couldn't really tell how what I said affected Bill because my eyes turned dark. My guess is that they were black which meant I was under a lot of stress.

"Adelaide, I'm- I'm sorry. I don't know what-"

"Don't Bill," I cut him off. "I don't want pity. I can't handle anymore of that."

"Got it." Bill just looked at me for a little while I stared off into space until we were interrupted by banging on the door. It was Fred.

"Bill, I know she's in there. Just let me talk to her please," Fred yelled. It sounded like he had been crying and I bet he was. I was too.

I shook my head at him to signal I didn't want to talk to Fred. Not now at least. "I'll go talk to him," Bill said while walking out of the room. "Fred, calm down. She's fine."

I could barely hear Fred, but I heard certain parts. "Bill, piss off. I have to talk to her. I fucked up. Please, man. Please."

"She's just not ready to talk to you. Leave her in there. She just needs time to think," Bill responded.

I could barely hear Fred and Bill as their conversation continued, so I just sat there. After a while I could hear someone walk away from the door. I thought it was Fred, but I was wrong. I felt someone's back slide up against the door. I heard heavy breathing and I could tell it was Fred.

"Adelaide, if you're listening, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kiss you. It just happened. I shouldn't have done it. Just don't hate me," he pleaded.

"I could never hate you, Fred," I whispered.

I felt Fred stick his fingers through the bottom of Bill's door. His fingers were longer, so I was able to intertwine our fingers. I didn't want to hurt Fred. I knew he must've felt something for me, and I did too, but I didn't know what.

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The day passed by and I never left Bill's room. Not until it was time to go to bed. Bill gave me some of my clothes to change into and I did. Bill told me the best way to get over being afraid to talk to Fred was to sleep in the same room as him. So I did.

I walked into Fred and George's room very quietly. When I walked in, it looked like they were both sleeping, so I was fine. I got comfortable in the mattress Molly had set out for me, and eventually fell asleep.

Being a metamorphagus, my dreams were always very vivid, especially the one I had about Fred. The dream just consisted of flashbacks from the picnic with Fred, but they felt so real. As if I was reliving the moment.

The dream caused me to bolt awake due to the overwhelming emotions I was feeling. When I caught my breath, I looked at Fred. He looked so peaceful and handsome when he slept. The way his chest rose and fell all in one swoop; it was breathtaking. I would do anything to let my fingers tangle in his hair again.

Once I snapped back from staring at Fred, I just thought. I hadn't realized how much I had zoned out until Fred startled me. I could tell he wanted to just act like nothing happened today, "Hi, love. Are you alright?"