crave

thirty-eight

*dracos pov*
i sigh as i look at the time, eleven o'clock and i still haven't seen elizabeth again. i need to apologize so i've been sitting on the couch for about two hours. everyone else has gone up to their room.

i look up as i hear the door open, in walks elizabeth. i stand up and she looks at me, her hairs messed up and he shirt is untucked. no. she wouldn't do that. would she? "where have you been, elizabeth" i ask, afraid that i already know the answer. "no where" she states and its like i can feel my heart splitting into two. she really slept with him. let him touch her. "don't lie to me, elizabeth" i sigh and she looks up at me "i had to go home. my mother wasn't feeling well and needed my help. i didn't sleep with brandon" she says and i let out a breath.

i look at her, she's not bruised like most times but i can see a small bruise on her arm. "now, if you will please move so i can go bathe" she says, looking down at her feet. "you can go in my room if you'd like, i know how cold yours is" i offer quietly and she looks up at me. "can you get your shirt out of my room" she asks and i smile "you can just get a new one" she shakes her head. "i would like that one" she says and i nod before she walks up the stairs towards my room.

i sigh knowing that if i hadn't of stormed off i could have gone with her and she wouldn't be hurt. i can't think of that right now. i have to stop thinking of myself.

i walk into her room and smile as her familiar scent fills my nose. i walk over to her wardrobe and open it, i see the many dresses that i have pulled off of her, the skirts that have been laying on my floor. i shake my head, pushing the images in my mind away, and grab my shirt that is hanging up. i shut the wardrobe and look for anything else she might want. i end up grabbing her book, a set of clothes for her to change into tomorrow, and hair tie.

*elizabeths pov*
i sigh as the warm water runs down my body washing my father off of me. i got a letter earlier this afternoon letting me know my mother wasn't feeling well and that she needed my help wiht things. while i was there my father pulled me away and did his normal activities. i didn't fight this time, hoping that i would be left unharmed and that draco would never know. i knew he would think i had taken brandon up on his offer. does he really think i would do that to him?

"elizabeth" i hear as the door opens "here's the shirt and some underwear. i also got your book and some extra clothes" draco says walking in. "thank you" i say as i hear him set the things down. "are you okay" he asks and i sigh "im fine, draco. im tired, i just want to shower" i say as i grab the soap for my hair. "can i get in" i hear him ask and i laugh "draco, i am not in the mood" i say and he laughs. "not to fuck you, elizabeth. to help" he says and i smile "go ahead" i say.

i hear him undress himself and he steps into the shower. he looks at me, his gaze touching every part of me. "i'm sorry about earlier, he just overstepped" he apologizes as he takes the soap out of my hand. "turn" he says and i turn so my back is facing him. i feel like that cliche couple you see in the movies, the lovey dovey ones that bathe together. i smile thinking about it but it also kind of makes me want to throw up. his hands massage the soap into my hair slowly. "it's alright. i should have stopped talking to him sooner" i shrug and he laughs. "if you want to be his friend, go ahead. but i'm sure it's obvious he wants more than that" he says and i shake my head. "i wonder what he had planned to do tonight" i ask and he sighs "he probably was going to get you up there and sweet talk you for a moment. tell you all about how horrible i am. and then he would kiss you and i like to believe that you would pull away. but after his sweet talk and the talking about me you'd kiss back. and his hands would move around your body until you were undressed. and then my story stops there because i don't want to think of it any longer" he says as turns me around.

the water rinses the soap out of my hair as he looks down at me. "i wouldn't kiss him back" i shrug and he looks at me "you wouldn't" he says and i laugh. "you really think i would do that" i say and he sighs, he leans down, placing his lips on mine, and then pulls away. "if he kissed you like that would you kiss back" he asks and i shake my head. he puts his hands on my hips and pulls me to him, leaning down for another, longer kiss, and then pulling away. "what about that" he asks and i shake my head, just wanting it to continue. "what about if he started to do this" he says before kissing down my neck and part of my chest before coming back up.

his eyes stare down in to mine, waiting for an answer. "nope" i say and he laughs "liar" he says before letting go of my hips and turning back me back around. "what? i am not lying" i laugh and he grabs the conditioner "you were only saying no so i would continue. i'm not stupid, elizabeth" he says as he massages the conditioner into my hair. "well, yes. but i still wouldn't kiss him either way. he's cocky and annoying" i shrug and i hear him laugh before turning me back around to rinse my hair again.

*dracos pov*
i turn elizabeth back around and she smiles up at me. in this moment im not thinking about fucking her, even though she looks great in front of me. no, im thinking of taking care of her, holding her, buying her things, and everything that comes with being one of those cheesy couples. "i wrote a letter to my mother today" i say as i run my fingers through her hair. "really? thats sweet" she says and i laugh "is your mother nice? i've only ever met your father" she says and i smile thinking of her. "she's the kind and wise. she's not the perfect mother, no. but she's taken care of me and i don't know if i would be the same person i am without her" i say and she smiles up at me. "what" i ask smiling and she laughs "you're being all ooey gooey" she laughs and i roll my eyes, wiping the smile away.

"no, stop, im sorry. continue speaking" she says and i shake my head. "forget it" i say as i grab a loofa and put some soap on it. "draco, seriously. it was cute. please, tell me more" she says and i roll my eyes. i turn her back around and rub the loofa down her back. she sighs as i wash her body, careful not to hurt her. "are you going home for christmas" i ask, remembering pansy's question from earlier. "no, i don't think so. i'm planning on just staying here. my father hates christmas so we never really do anything anyways" she shrugs. i smile knowing she will be here and safe during the holidays. "i assume you're going home" she says and i nod as i turn her back around and hand her the loofa so she can wash her front. "yes. my mother loves christmas" i say and she smiles again "stop" i say and she looks at me. "stop what" she scoffs "im not being ooey gooey. i'm simply telling you that my mother loves christmas" i say and she nods, holding back her smile.

"change the subject" i say and she laughs as she rinses her body. "no need, im done" she says as she steps out of the shower and i laugh. "enjoy your shower, i'll probably be asleep when you come out" she says as she dries off and throws my shirt on. "why'd you want that shirt" i ask, peeking out of the curtain. "it's the one you gave to me that night you stopped my father. i wear it every time, i guess i feel safe in it. i know it's stupid. don't laugh at me" she says, glaring at me. i smile knowing that i make her feel safe, that even if i can't stop her father every time that she still sees that i try. "goodnight, elizabeth" i say and she nods "goodnight, draco" she walks out.