Coffee Stains - A novel based on The Fooo Conspiracy

9. Harry Potter

Two days after the basement thing:

Great. Now I'm sick. Somehow I caught something. All I know is that I'm laying at my aunts place in bed and every time I move, my stomach complains and my head is about to burst into a thousand pieces. It never actually happens though. My mom never let me take any normal medication so I've always been on naturopathy's. That means only homeopathy. My aunt has the same opinion so she keeps making tea for me and makes sure I don't take painkillers. I miss my coffee. And food. I haven't kept anything inside for 24 hours and I hate puking. I really do. I just want to spend most of my time on the toilet but there's a weird light so every time I go in there my headache gets worse. My aunt knocks on my door and before I can answer she sticks her head inside. "There is someone here for you." She says with a low voice and I try to sit up a little. Soon her head is replaced with someone I had never expected. Actually he would be the last person I would ever think of right now. Its Oscar. He scuffs slowly closer to my bed. His hair looks so perfect. Stop it!

"Hi!" I say confused to see him.

"Hi!" He says as well.

"Please. Take a seat!" I offer him and he sits down on my bed to my feet.
He smiles a handsome smile at me. I return it but my eyes are positioned on what he holds in his hands. From the marks on the cup I can make out what it is and my heart pounds even faster than it already does.
"I heard you were sick so I brought you something. I wasn't sure if you were allowed to drink it but I figured you wouldn't care." He smirks. That is the Oscar I know from our train trip. The nice side suits him better.
"You know I will always love you for that?" I say without recognizing what I just said and take the cup desperately in my hands. "Well that's nice but maybe we could just be friends?" Oscar smirks evily. Now I realize my words and I blush. "I meant... Not that way... You know... Ahh.." I stutter and concentrate on my coffee. I sip on it and let the sweet taste spread in my mouth. I close my eyes. I have missed this. "How did you know what I drink?" I ask after I finished half of the cup and he has waited patiently. "In don't know... It's hard not to know what you drink sweety!" He says and there is that heat creeping up my neck again. "Oh and there is something else I brought for you but maybe you should wait to eat it until you're better." He takes out a lunch box and opens it. It's lasagne inside.

Here I might add that my mom makes the best lasagne in the whole world. After me of course. It's vegetarian and with only red and white sauce. I love it. I could eat it all the time. Which I practically do. I bring some everyday to work and everyone started to make fun of me because I am so obsessed with it.
"Oscar!" I squiek "you remembered!" He made it just like my mom does it. I hope. I take out a fork of my nightstand. (Yes I have a fork in my nightstand!) And I dig into my favorite dish. This is so much better that the one my mom makes... "Thank you Oscar! It's delicious." I say after finishing four bites of it. "Do you want to stay and keep me some company?" I ask

Am I really that desperate? I don't even like Oscar that much! He is a cheating Asshole. He cheated on his girlfriend! Twice. But I think I will just let him make his own decisions.

"Sure why not!" He says and my heard jumps. I sip on my coffee again and get lost in the taste of unbreakable freedom. "Could you take the lasagne down to my aunt so she puts it in the fridge along with the rest?" I plead him and he nods and quickly takes the box out of the room. As soon as he is gone I get up and get the TV remote. Then I jump back on my bed. Let's test his knowledge! When he comes back, I smile at him and say; "tell me. Have you ever seen a Harry Potter?" His face becomes angry. "Are you messing with me? Of course I have!" He seems upset that I could even think about him not knowing Harry Potter.
"Are you up for an marathon?" I smirk and he looks at me with that desirous look again. "Would you be really disappointed in me if I told you I would cheat on Alicia with you?" He said while sitting down next to me on the bed. "Dude! You already have!"
I smack his arm and he groans. I turn on the TV and go to my movie library. Then I start the first movie. While it starts playing Oscar says: "Yeah... But I would consider taking your virginity and having an affair with you just because you watch Harry Potter!" Well... That really sounds tempting... But what if he's joking? I guess I will just see what happens. "Well if Alicia doesn't like my favorite movies I wouldn't even feel bad about being your affair! And now shut up we can't miss the beginning!" The Harry Potter logo homes up along with the title music and the all so familiar goosebumps show up on my arms. I look at Oscar and he looks back at me. "Goosebumps!" We say at the same time then smile at each other. Hours seem to pass, or maybe just seconds, when he lifts up his hand and caresses my face from my temple down to my jawline. He strokes my hair and then, out of the blue, kisses me on the head. I smile and then, just like is was the most normal thing in the world, he takes me into his arms and I lay on his chest. Now we watch the movie together. And all following 7 until late at night when we both finally fall asleep.

And you know what's the best thing about this? I've kept the lasagne inside!