Dear Lottie

Chapter 20

I woke up to see Cedric Diggory being killed by Voldemort. I had my head in Sam's lap like I had fallen asleep when Neville gave Harry the gilliweed and Sam's arm was around my waist. I looked up to see him engrossed in the movie. I sat up slowly, careful not to interrupt Sam's enjoyment. "Good evening beautiful." I smiled at him, aware that no one had ever called me beautiful as soon as I woke up. "You sleep so silently. I mean, you breath and all, but even the sound of you breathing is so quiet." I shrugged in return and rubbed my eyes. "I had my adenoids took out when I was 12. So I can't snore. Apart from that I don't know." When I was little, I was prone to ear infections. I would feel majorly lucky if I went a month without one. However, when I turned 12, my mum took me to the hospital and I was diagnosed with glue ear (a build up of fluid around the ear drum). Before my 13th birthday, I had an operation to get grommets in. Grommets are little tubes that go in your ear to drain the fluid. To get the grommets in;however, I needed my adenoids out. You could say adenoids are like tonsils at the back of your nose that promote snoring."

Surprisingly; however, Sam did not question this and I thankfully did not have to repeat the explanation. We didn't talk throughout the rest of the movie as we were too engrossed.

The movie eventually finished and I gathered the courage to ask him; "Could I borrow one of your tops? I can't sleep in clothes I wore all day." He looked at me with a mischievous expression. "Who says you have to sleep in any clothes at all?" He cheekily questioned. I slapped him hard on the arm making him jump and apologise before further injuries. "Sorry. Sorry sorry sorry. I'll go get you one of my tops. Would you like to chose or?" I looked at him with forgiveness filling my eyes and shook my head before he scattered off to pick out a top. Unusually, he spent a good two minutes with what seemed like a thirty second task. He returned with a black top with all four emblems representing the four houses of Hogwarts on the front. I took it gladly before excusing myself to the bathroom to get changed. I saw that he had laid out a grey blanket for me on the sofa and set out some pillows. "Are you sure you don't want to share the bed. It's kingsized and memory foam." It took a while for me to decided why the hell not. I am searching for a good night's sleep anyway! We transferred the blanket and pillows to the bed and I jumped in, making myself comfortable. He did the same after retrieving a top for himself. "You might be interested to know that I am a morning person." He sighed and rolled over, looking me in the eyes. "So am I. So am I. Good night, Lottie." He kissed me harder on the lips and cupped his hands round my face before crawling down to my waist and pulling me into his warm body. I placed my hand on his chest and felt the heart beats caress my palm and slowly, I fell in love.

I woke up on Sam's side of the bed, my hand placed on the pillow like it was on his chest. The blanket was pulled up to my shoulders like he never left the bed, only I could see his head imprinted on his pillow and I absorbed the smell. He smelt natural, like he didn't use too much aftershave, but he used just enough to mask the body odour. I didn't like it when men wore too much aftershave, it made me sneeze a lot. Once, Declan came to school with far too much on and I had to set myself a constant 2 metre distance away from him so I didn't suffocate. Dammit. I'm thinking about Declan again!

I made my way downstairs to see Sam in the kitchen looming over a stove. I sat down slowly, careful not to disturb him. I had been sat in silence for three minutes when he turned around. I obviously gave him a shock because he jumped back and grabbed the stove, burning his hand. I jumped to help him, he clearly didn't know what to do with a burn as when I dragged him over to the cold tap he was hesitant. I turned it on full blast and stuck his hand under it. "Where's the first aid box here?" He pulled a face and pointed to a cupboard next to us with his good hand. "Good morning to you, thou angel of silence." I laughed whilst retrieving the first aid box and pulling out a bandage. "I wanted to surprise you, I guess I did. I never meant for you to burn your hand." I scoured the kitchen for cling film until I successfully found it and cut a large piece off. He looked impressed. "You're good at this. Could you attend to the bacon and eggs?" I jumped to flip the bacon and transfer the eggs onto a plate. He had held his hand under the tap for six minutes before I gave him the icepack. He stood with it, confused at first, holding it at shoulder height, staring at it blankly whilst I transferred the Bacon onto a plate and took them to the table. "Put the icepack on your hand." He did as I said and sat down to be bandaged up.

As I carefully wrapped the bandage round his hand, I noticed him looking down at my arm. "Lottie Rose. What are those marks on your arm?" I gulped and closed my eyes before preparing myself to explain literally everything in ten words. "I self harm. I've been doing so for four months." He looked concerned, finishing the rest of his bacon. "Why do you self harm?" He asked, softly, trying hard to not upset me. "It's all because of my low opinion of myself. I guess it started when I was called fat and ugly by these girls repeatedly. That's when I began crying myself to sleep every night and I struggled expressing all my problems. I couldn't tell anyone of my trouble and I needed a way out. There's this boy too, I loved him so much the only thing is, he is my best friend and he ignored my feelings to be with a skinny blonde girl with a perfect tan. I'd normally hide my scars, but being around you makes me feel comfortable in my own skin for once and to be honest, I think I wanted you to know about this so you could leave as soon as you could instead of wait until it's too late." This time, he looked hurt, like it affected him. "Lottie Rose, I don't mind your scars, I mean, I wish you'd never think of yourself as fat and ugly. You're the most beautiful girl I know! But, I think you're very brave to tell me and even show me, that's rare in a girl."

I felt flattered by his response and I honestly did feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. I extended my knees to sip my coffee. It was like a liquid orgasm, it was so good! "Sam! This coffee! Oh my gosh it's wonderful!" I took another sip and he smiled at me cheerily. "I work for Starbucks, I have to know how to make a good coffee. I have dreams of owning my own cafe one day. I think I'll name it...Lottie Rose." It felt good to know someone would name a shop after you, it was a special honour to have my name on a shop front that owned this marvellous coffee. As i was eye level with Sam, I leant in to a kiss. It started off soft but proceeded into a harder kiss. I could feel his safe arms take me in, holding me securely. We pulled out a minute later.

"I think I love you, Lottie Rose." I smiled at his exclamation and placed my hand gently on the side of his face, stroking his cheek rhythmically. "I love you too Sam Harrington."