Fawns Heart

{Sixty}

Draco's pov - 

I was sat in the library, nose deep in a book Fawn had recommended, Much Ado About Nothing. Apparently it was one of her favourites, so naturally, I began to read it. I've never really had an interest in Shakespeare, though now I saw and understood her fascination with the blokes writing. 

"Morning." Her sleepy voice rung through my ears as she came and sat down next to me. 

"Morning love." I replied, keeping my eyes on the book in my hands.

I could feel her shuffling around in her seat, inching closer and closer to me before finally resting her head on my shoulder, scanning the page I was on.

"It's good right?" She yawned.

Why was she always so fucking perfect, even after she's just woken up?

"Yeah, I see what you're on about now." I laughed slightly, finally removing my eyes from the words that littered the page and over to her.

Her eyes were closed as she breathed deeply, most likely about to fall asleep. I felt as though I was seeing her for the first time all over again, her eyebrows twitched slightly and her parted lips looked flawless. She was flawless. I couldn't get the image of her from our little gut spilling session out of my mind. The night I told her I loved her. The night that she told me I was keeping her together, keeping her from breaking. 

She didn't know it then, but as soon as those words slipped through her lips I felt the very familiar pang in my chest. The very same feeling I was feeling now, looking at her. Her knees were tucked up to her chest as she gripped onto the sleeve of my sweater, playing around with the fabric. 

There was only one thought that crossed my mind, only one, and it wouldn't leave.

"Be mine." I had accidentally spoke out loud.

"What do you mean?" She moved her head to rest her chin on my shoulder.

"I- uhh-" I couldn't get the words out, I didn't mean for her to hear them, I couldn't help but feel like she wasn't ready.

"What is it Draco?" Her face was riddled with confusion.

The thought and question burst through my head, getting louder and louder every time.

"Be my girlfriend." I spoke out once again without realising.

Shit.

Her face was one of both shock and confusion.

"I'm sorry- shit- no, no, you don't have to-"

"Okay." She smiled simply and rested her head on my shoulder once again, closing her eyes, she looked as peaceful as ever.

What the fuck just happened? Did she actually say okay? Or was she saying okay to the fact that she didn't have to? Too many questions pondered through my mind as she lay comfortably on my shoulder, without a care in the world.

"The question is Draco..." She started without opening her eyes, "are you ready to be my boyfriend?" 

Is that even a question? 

"I'm more ready than you'll ever know Fawn, you have no idea how long I've waited for those words to leave my mouth." I blurted out to her. 

I could feel her smile against my shoulder, I could feel the happiness radiate off her body and seep into mine. I felt like a massive weight had lifted off my shoulders, the one question I had kept asking in my head for months on end was finally answered. The question that I burned to ask but I was too afraid of her answer.