Lie To Me

Part 13

Kit King
"I'm asking you out...Kit."
That's what he had said.
He was asking me out?
What did that even mean?
I looked to Blaise who shrugged and turned his head back to Malfoy.
Everyone's eyes were on me and I felt more than uncomfortable.
"I'm going to, erm, I think I'm going to go for a walk." I coughed and removed myself from the eyes of everyone.

I didn't know where I was going to go but I just had to get out of that situation.
I wrapped my robes around me and walked to the forbidden forest. Students weren't allowed in but it gave me some sort of comfort. I didn't mind the darkness or the silence. After all, that's what I got at home.

I couldn't wrap my head around the idea that Malfoy wanted to ask me out. I still didn't understand fully what that meant. Did he want me to be his girlfriend or did he just want to take me out somewhere?
The boy made no sense.
One moment he hated me with a passion and was going to snitch to my parents about anything and everything I did, then the next minute he was pulling me down corridors and wanting to ask me out.
It really made no sense.
But he wouldn't tell me why. I knew he wouldn't. He would tell a lie like he always does. I doubted whether he had actually told the truth ever in his life.

But it did make me think about what I wanted.
Did I even want to go out with Malfoy?
I didn't think I did.
He was rude and mean to me.
Why would I want to date him if he wouldn't treat me nicely?
I wouldn't put myself through that if I didn't have to.
And I didn't have to, so I wouldn't.

"Talking to yourself King? I knew you were a lunatic" I spun round on my heel and there was Malfoy, standing with his back against a tree, a grin on his face as he looked me up and down.
"Leave me alone." I spat and began to walk away from him.
"Why should I?"
"Because you're a confused little boy."
"I'm not little."
"But you are confused. One second you hate me and the next you're asking me out infront of our whole friend group? What is wrong with you?!" I said, trying to keep my temper at bay.
"No King. What's wrong with you? You hate everything and everyone. You're never happy and always seem to have some sort of chip on your shoulder. You're too fiery for your own good." He said and with his hands in his pockets, he began to walk towards me.
"Of course I am. I'm a King. We're not fairy princesses, we defend ourselves and protect ourselves." I said and chose now to stand my ground against him.
"And what do you think I do? We're in the same situation. I know what you go through. I have to do it as well. My parents leave. I have dangerous people in my home all the time. I'm scared when I'm at home ok? I don't like being home. Here is where I feel safe and meeting you, realising that someone goes through what I go through, it was almost nice." He said, his breathing getting uneven as if he were going to cry.

"Then why are you so mean to me?" I asked stepping forward to be closer to him.
"I-I"
"The truth. I want the truth." I said and he sighed running a hand through his blonde hair messing up its usually perfect structure.
"I was threatened. You come from a powerful Slytherin family and really, you have more authority. You have your family ring. My parents haven't entrusted me yet. And, and I will not repeat this, but you're beautiful and fiery and I like you. And I don't like many people." He said and I felt a heat enter my heart and my cheeks.
"My parents only entrusted me because they felt it would be safe here." I admitted and he smirked.
"King,"
"Kit. Please." I said and he took his hands out of his pockets.
"Kit, I say we end this nonsense." He said and I couldn't help but smile.
"I would like that. But I do, have a question. Why did you ask me out?"
"I told you. I like you. And your stupid fiery self." He said and again the smile returned to my face.
"I'm not sure I like you. Not yet. Asshole." I laughed.

But my laughter halter as he took a hold of the robes that were on my hips and pulled me closer to him. My heart raced.
I didn't know what to do.
"Do you need convincing?" He whispered and it sent a chill down my spine and I felt my lips part involuntarily.
"Maybe a little." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck as he pressed his lips to mine.
They were cold against mine, but the heat that had begun radiating through me made up for that. He was gentle and slow and it was more than perfect. I had never imagined that this is what would happen when Draco and I finally spent time together. I thought that we would have killed each other by now. Yet I was starting to gain feelings for him. And now that he had kissed me so softly and sweetly I didn't want him to stop. I wanted to feel the butterflies In my stomach all day, and I wanted him to be the one making them appear.

After we pulled away from each other we stayed silent and I bit my lip. But we didn't have to say anything. I knew we were both thinking the same way.
He started walking away and I was going to start yelling, until he reached a hand out behind him and smiled back at me. I grinned and ran a few steps to interlock our fingers.
"So, Draco, what does this mean?" I asked, trying to distract myself from the fact that the way he ran his thumb across my knuckles made my knees weak.
"Does it have to mean anything for now?" He said and I shrugged.
"No. I guess not."
"But Kit, can we agree to keep it private?" He said and I nodded. "It sounds nice by the way, coming from you."
"What?" I frowned and he grinned at me.
"My name."