Why don't you Stay? (Sequel to Kiss me if I'm wrong Fred Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 28 ~ I Love you too, Frenchie

Song for this chapter is Skylar Grey - Winter in me

*Kiara's POV*

So, two days ago my mum decides to turn up out of the blue, and now, now I don't even know who I am anymore.

I don't even know if I knew before. I was happy, I was happy to hear I'm having a baby. And now it doesn't seem to be the first thing on my mind.

Don't get me wrong, I'm over the moon about it, I just need answers. I need to know what actually happened, all those years ago.

I slowly get up out of bed and grab some parchment and ink and write a letter to the one person I know can give me some answers.

'Hey,-'

I begin. I don't know whether to call her mum, or Rosemary...

'Hey, Rosemary. I was wondering if you would like to meet up for lunch today at the leaky cauldron at 12:30? I would really like to see you again, I think last time was a little, crowded.

Hope to hear from you soon.

~Kiara x'

I take a deep breath in and fold the parchment in half and write 'Rosemary Kinn' on the front of the envelope, slipping the parchment inside and sealing the envelope.

I go downstairs and hand the letter to the Weasley family's owl.

He snatches it out of my hand and flys towards the closed kitchen window, crashing into it and making a loud bag, landing heavily on the window sill.

I cringe at the sound, hoping it didn't wake anyone else in the house.

''Ruddy bird''

I whisper opening the window so he can actually fly out it this time. I watch as he flys off into the distance, disappearing into the early morning sun rise.

Now, all I have to do, is wait.

***

I decided to stand outside this morning, with a warm cup of tea and a blanket, just standing in the middle of the field in the early morning frost.

I've always loved autumn and winter, the cold, crisp air pinching at your skin, the smell of a burning log fire, and little Robbins flying around the ground in the snow.

I feel so relaxed. I feel, safe, closure and comfort. And the presents of someone else behind me.

''You're up early this morning dear''

I turn to see Molly, who looks like she's just got out of bed. Wrapping herself up in a blanket, slipping on some slippers and stepping out into the frost to join me.

The crunching sound of frosty grass under her feat is somewhat satisfying to me. I love the sound.

"I know, we haven't really seen eye to eye on most things but, I thank you for everything you've done for this family. For Fred and George"

I don't know what she means by seeing eye to eye. I didn't think she had a problem with me? I've never had a problem with her.

''I don't blame you, if you hate me-''

''-Kiara, hate is a strong word, too strong to describe the way I used to think of you. I've known your mum...? Uh, I mean, Adele and Emilie for a long time, long before you were born''

wait, so, that means she knew my mother? I suppose it would be good to get at least a little information on this mysterious woman that randomly turned up into my life. Well, she didn't really randomly turn up in my life, she is my mother, so technically I randomly turned up in hers.

''So, you knew my, mum?''

Molly looks at me with a glazed look in her eyes, as if a light sheen of tears is covering her sight. She sighs half heartedly.

''Please don't think bad of your sister for talking about your mum the way she did. She has good reason to feel that way, but it's up to you to find out why, no one can and no one should try and make you feel a certain way about your mum. That's entirely down to you''

I don't know what to say to that, so I just stay quiet. Molly leaves and walks back into the house. I don't know how long I've been out here for but the frost seems to have all disappear and the sun is nearly high in the early autumn sky. 

I decide to stay out a little longer, the birds have woken up and started singing. It's such a beautifully peaceful sound to hear birds chirping in the distance, at the highest points in the tallest trees.

I feel someone grab hold of my waist and wrap their arms around me gently, kissing my neck. I know it's Fred, because no one else makes me feel this safe.

''You're up early this morning. Having trouble sleeping?''

"No, I just woke up early, couldn't get back to sleep so I decided to stand outside in the early morning frost. Well, it was frosty ten minuets ago"

I feel Fred tense behind me. His arms loosen from around my waist and he moves round so he's in front of me. Face to face.

He looks deeply I to my eyes, as if they were a door to my mind. As if he could see what I'm thinking.

"There's something you're not telling me?"

How can he tell that? Am I making it that obvious.

"There's nothing wrong-?"

"-I never said there was anything wrong, I said 'there's something you're not telling me'-"

"-which implies you think there's something wrong. I'm fine. The baby's fine. There's nothing wrong."

Fred purses his lips at me, I can't help but smirk at the look on his face.

''You're a stubborn young woman Frenchie''

My smirk drops at the sound of him calling me Frenchie. I hate that pet name. I hated it the first time him and his brother called me that.

''Don't call me Frenchie''

Fred's expression quickly turns from a pouty face to a smirky smile, similar to the one I was wearing just a few seconds ago.

''Do you not like me calling you Frenchie, Frenchie?''

He really knows how to push my buttons, and that smug look on his face isn't doing him any favors.

''I'll slap that smug look off your face-''

''-huh, viscous'' 

''I hate you''

''I love you too, Frenchie''

I grit my teeth and hold my hands tightly to my chest, resisting the urge to slap him in the face, with a metal chair. but I love him too much.