YoOHoO - Tom Felton Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Mum helped me with Tom...turns out she had been in a fair few fights herself when she was younger. She then ushered me and Tom upstairs so she could tell Sharon herself..since she was good with words and she'd be able to explain it better than us. 

"I'm truly sorry Lizzy!" Tom repeated as he rested his head on the headboard.

"Stop it...stop apologising!" I sat opposite him.

"I feel guilty though...the last thing I want is for you to get hurt Elizabeth!" He hadn't called me that in years...I was always his Lizzy...he was the only one allowed to call me that everyone else called me Eliza or Liz.

"But I'm fine...I have no chunks of hair missing...so I'm fine...I promise!"

"And I want you to be honest with me here...the thing that Mal kept mentioning...does it have anything to do with you having a tiny crush on me?" He looked me dead in the to which I averted my gaze to the mattress.

"No!" I could feel my cheeks warming up...of course...

"You're blushing!" He smiled leaning forward.

"Am not!" I defended myself.

"Look at me then!" I'm screwed, I looked at him and I knew I was blushing because he chuckled and leant back again. "I knew it!"

"What do you mean?"

"I've known for a while...I sort of guessed...I was describing you to one of my castmates and she knew...then it clicked!"

"You were talking about me?" I was surprised because he never really does because everyone that knew him knew me...so there was never any need to.

"Of course I was...How could I not...when people ask me about my friends at home...I always mention you before anyone else and usually the others are just 'some other mates' so yes...of course I talk about you!"

"...Oh...I just always thought that the others were more your friends since I'm not in any of your classes, you talk to them more!"

"Perhaps...but I've known you the longest...and we're the closest...and you know far more about me than the others do!" He had a point I guess...it just always comes across that way because he does talk to them more...even when I'm around.

We sat in silence for a while...it wasn't an awkward silence...it was comfortable.

"What are you gunna do on Monday?" I asked out of the blue.

"I honestly don't know...probably just play it by ear!"

"If I find out you have been in fights I will be very angry with you young man!" I stifled a laugh.

"Young Man...I'm older than you!"

"Ah...but you're still 13...you're still the same age as me and plus I'm only a month younger!"

"Touché...you know...I was looking at some old photos that mum had found...and we've changed so much...especially you...I'm surprised you don't have a boyfriend yet!"

"We're 13...I don't want a boyfriend thank you Thomas!"

"So what if we're 13...loads of people in our year are together!" He had a point...but I didn't want a boyfriend...I liked being just me on my own...not someone else's.

"But what if I don't want to be like them!"

"And what if I told you someone likes you?" His eyes perked up..he's teasing me.

"Depends on who that person is!"

"So if I told you, would you date them?"

"Again it depends...they might be as ugly as you!" I was joking around and he knew this.