Chapter 51

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Jules POV:

I'd just turned around when I felt Oliver shift over. I don't need to turn around to know he's looking at me.

But I will turn around, because I love him. So I turned around.

"Hi." I whisper.

"Julianna Rose Waters, I love you in this world and the muggle world, I love you more than the universe. You hurt me and I need you to understand that."

I don't speak, I've already spoken a lot. This is my time to listen.

"I told you in the beginning that I liked you in my third year, and your Quill and everything else. I tell you things, good and bad because I love you. So I'm taking it that you were contemplating on telling me because you love me. I know the Katie thing hurt you, Julianna I know that. But the way you were talking to me made it feel as if you were trying to purposely hurt me and even the playing field."

"I know-" I tried to say but he held his hand up to stop me. Then I close my mouth and let him continue.

"I love quidditch, so I know a game when I see it, Jules, my heart is not a game. I forgive you, because you have forgiven me. But if it feels a little off between us, it's because it will be, for a bit. But know I do love you; I just need a bit of time okay."

I nodded my head and he leaned in and gave me a very swift kiss.

He then turns around and picks something up off the ground. Then before I know it, Oliver's Puddlemere pillow is between us.

I sigh and look up to the ceiling.

To say it was a long night would be an understatement. It was an extremely long night, he slept and I watched. Sometime during the night I put my head on the pillow and just watched him sleep.

It's intoxicating watching a love sleep, it's true. We watch people we love sleep, I remember when Eric was a baby, I loved to watch him sleep.

I did fall asleep eventually, as in 3 hours before Oliver started to wake up.

"Can we remove the pillow now?" I whisper.

He doesn't respond.

"I know you're awake." I say again.

He doesn't respond, instead what he does is turn around, grab the pillow and throw it at our feet, then he climbs on top of me and starts to kiss me.

I placed my hands on his cheeks and he put his hands on my waist.

I mean I'm not complaining.

He moves from my mouth to my cheek, then down to my neck.

I quietly breath out a shaky breath trying not to wake up Percy.

"Oliver" I whisper out.

"hmm." he responds.

"I don't wanna-" I breathe out again.

"-Wake up Percy." I said again.

Oliver lifts his head up and moves the curtains over to peak outside of them.

I sit here under him waiting.

"Not here." He then lets the curtains fall and puts his mouth back onto mine. I found a way to roll him over so now he's on his back and I'm on top of him.

I do something I normally don't. I take off my shirt. I can feel him under me, I'm not daft. He's a boy who has needs, again the most we've ever done is shower together, but I think I can do something a little more...more.

He doesn't say anything when I take off my shirt, he just looks at me. He then pulls me back down to him and we are kissing once again.

I pull back, "Oliver I want to do something that we haven't yet."

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