FORBIDDEN FEELINGS part 2

Chapter 25- The Apology

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A few days pass and it's now the weekend. As I'm eating breakfast in the Great Hall, an owl drops a letter and I know exactly who it's from. I open it, and it's a wonderful letter from Nick. For some reason I feel comforted by his writing, and the way he words his letters are simply marvellous and charming.

For the rest of the month, we've been sending letter's back and forth, planning when we're going to meet and how much we miss each other. It's refreshing having someone who cares about me. I read them every night before I go to sleep and I hide them under my pillow so that no one finds it.

It's Monday 27th February and I am lying in bed reading the latest letter from Nick. I'm shocked. HE DROPPED THE L-BOMB. My heart drops. Did he really just say that he loves me? I don't love him back... like at all. I'm enjoying the attention though. Oh God I've gone way too far with this. I sigh and scrunch the letter up. I hesitate to put it under my pillow, but I do so anyway and lie in bed.

Thoughts run through my head. I miss Malfoy. I miss the way he never admits his feelings, but I always know they're there. Wait, did I really just say that? Whatever, tomorrow, at dinner I am definitely apologising for accusing him of hurting Harry.

I'm sat there in the Great Hall at dinner the next day, waiting for Malfoy to leave the room on his own. What if he doesn't leave the room? I'll never be able to apologise to him and I'll just get letter after letter from needy Nick, telling me he LOVES me. I mean, we only spent summer together, why does that mean so much to him?

I feel like I need to gesture Malfoy to leave the room, so I catch his attention by staring right at him until he is almost forced to lock eyes with me. My head tilts, towards to the door and he pulls a confused expression. I do it again and he catches on to what I'm saying. He rolls his eyes and he aggressively gets himself up from his table and heads for the door. I tell my friends that I am going to the bathroom, but I end up meeting Malfoy in hallway.

"Right, I need to apologise for what I said that night" I say, quickly.

"Wait, let's apologise somewhere in private so no one hears us."

"Oh, like the field or something?"

"No. Your dorm."

My heart drops but I stay positive and take him to my dorm. I shut the door and he sits on my bed.

"Okay, right... I am so sorry for assuming that you had anything to do with Harry being hurt. I mean, you were probably just being curious, and I shouldn't have pointed the finger at you so easily. I feel terribly guilty and I hope you can forgive me" I say pleadingly. I hope that apology was good enough.

He stares for a second "Sure."

"What? Is that all? You're going to forgive me that easily?"

"Only if you give me something in return."

"What's that? I'll do anything."

He stands up, towering over me. He then pulls me in by my waist and demands "Kiss me."

Without hesitation, I do what he asks. I have missed the way his lips feel against mine. They're so soft and it just feels so right. He turns me around and pushes me onto the bed and my head hits the pillow, causing a crunch.

We both pause and stare at each other for a second. He looks concerned and I think I look guilty. God, I hope he didn't realise... but I think he did.

"What was that?" He asks.

"Nothing."

He rolls his eyes, huffs, and picks me up by my shoulders and pushes me onto the ground. Something tells me he is NOT in a good mood. And this will make it worse. He picks my pillow up and throws it behind him, exposing the pile of letters. This is so embarrassing. I hope he doesn't read them.

Of course... he's reading them. I'm speechless. I don't know what to say. I want to say something so bad, but nothing could save me from this one. I'm stuck in a dead end, and there's no way I'm coming out of this.

"I knew there was someone else" He mutters, staring at the latest letter. God, why did he have to read THAT letter? THAT LETTER!!!

"Malfoy, it's not like that."

"You love him, don't you?"

"What? No. No I don't."

"I don't like liars."

He stands up and scoops up all the letters.

"What are you doing? Give them to me."

I follow him out of my dorm and into the common room. He dumps all the letters into the fire and shouts "Fuck you NICK!"

I gasp and shout "What are you DOING?! You had no right to do that! They're not your letters, they're mine!"

He completely ignores me and strolls out of the room like nothing happened. Wow. What have I done? I don't even like Nick... like at all. I can't even see myself with him. I can understand why Malfoy is mad. I really can. If I found letters from a girl in his room, I'd be pissed as well. I'd be angrier than he was, he handled it so well. I wish I could apologise, but I think I should give him some time.