The Girl Next Door (gxg)

Oh Brother...

"Y-you what?" I sat up and saw ginny's wide eyes looking right at me. "You heard what I said Gin, I think I'm in love." I replied, smiling. "Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to interfere or anything, but it's quite early into the relationship to be saying that, don't you think? Have you even talked about love? How do you know she feels the same?" Ginny made a pretty good point. Our relationship has only just taken off. I can't be thinking about love yet. For all I know this may just be some teenage crush. I've never dated anyone else before Y/N, so maybe I'm letting myself get lost in the clouds? "You're right. How do I know? Listen Gin, until I've figured out my feelings, you can't speak a word of this. Do you understand?" Ginny nodded her head, "I'll leave you to your thoughts then." She said before leaving the room and closing the door. Was I in love? Or was I crazy?

Y/N's POV: "Olly!" I ran past the enormous crowd of people and into my brother's arms. "Hey Y/N/N! How've you been? You've grown since I last saw you." Olly wrapped himself around me and kissed my head. "I've been good. How are you? Still with Cynthia?" We walked along the pavement, catching up. I hadn't seen him in person for over a year, so it was great being with him again. "Nah, we broke up. Weren't the perfect match after all." He replied, "How bout you? Got yourself a guy yet?"

We sat down in a cafe and ordered a hot chocolate each. "Well I got someone, but they're not a guy.." I hinted. Olly's eyes widened as he smiled, "Y/N that's great! I'm so happy for you. What's her name?" He asked excitedly. "Hermione Granger. She moved in next door around a week after you left for uni." I answered, thinking about my awesome girlfriend. "Kay, what's she like?" We drank our hot chocolates whilst I went on and on about Hermione and how great she is.

"-Hotter than Emma Watson!?"
"Way hotter than Emma Watson. Like ten times hotter." I smiled, showing Oliver a photo of Hermione and I. "She sounds amazing. I'm really happy for you Y/N/N. Have you told mum and dad yet?" I put my phone back down on the table. "Um, no, not yet. I haven't really seen them since before the Christmas holidays." I muttered, hoping Olly wouldn't hear me. "Before the Christmas holidays?! Y/N, you're telling me you haven't seen mum or dad for almost two weeks? What have you been doing?" He shouted, everyone in the cafe turned to look at us. "Well, Hermione and I stayed at Alex's house for the Christmas week but then we had to go and... do something." I answered. I couldn't tell him about why I really left. It wasn't my secret to tell anyways.
"Well do they know where you are?" Olly's facial expression seemed to be getting more serious as the conversation deepened. "No. I figured that they less they knew, the better." I replied. I was starting to think that not telling them anything wasn't the best thing to do. "Call them. Call them right now and tell them you're with me." He ordered, pointing at my phone.

   Slowly, I picked up my phone and dialled my mum's phone number. She answered immediately. "Where HAVE you been? Friends unsure, your belongings gone! And you took poor Hermione with you! You didn't even bother to call and tell us you're alright. You could've been killed! Where are you? Your father and I are coming to get you right now." My mum's voice was loud but it didn't compare to the amount of embarrassment Oliver and I felt as she boomed through phone. "I know, I'm sorry mum. You don't need to get me, I'm with Oliver." I tried apologising but mum didn't want to hear it. "Where is he? Hand him the phone now." She said sternly. I gave the phone to olly, who took care of it.

"-mhm, yep, bye mum. Love you too." Oliver sighed as he gave me my phone back. His phone rang, "Good afternoon Mr Weasley sir! Yes of course, I will be there right away. Ok then, buh-bye." My mouth dropped. "M-Mr Weasley?" I questioned my older brother, very confused. "Yeah. He's a professor at the Uni." Olly lied straight through his teeth. He was a good actor but it didn't fool me one bit. I laughed sarcastically, "Drop the act. I know the Weasleys. You're a bloody wizard too aren't you?" I asked him. He looked everywhere but me. "Oliver George Y/L/N you answer my question right now or I swear I am going to call Cynthia and-" He covered my mouth with his hands.