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Old 08-09-2009, 09:58 AM   #463 (permalink)
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Noticing Rachel's look Reid sent her a confused one of his own. What was wrong? What had he done to cause that? Ughhhhh this was haaaaaaaard. He couldn't think about what may be causing that look in her eyes. He needed help and fast.

"Are you sure? I don't want to keep you apart from your friend, I think that she already doesn't like me enough without me seemingly causing a divide or something between you." Reid said hesitantly, although he didn't make any move to leave and instead entwined their fingers tighter than they were before, while still making sure not to cut off the blood supply to either of their fingers.

"Of course she likes you! Well, er, she WILL like you definitely! But... er, I just want to spend some time with you for now - if you'll have me,"
the fifth year replied to him, her heart leaping just a tad inside her chest as she said that to him. The fact that she ADMITTED to wanting to spend some time with him... That in itself just show how much she cares for him because in her mind, saying that was like- well, like proclaiming 'I love you'.

Was he going to completely ignore her kiss on the cheek though? Was it so terrible that he just didn't want to talk about it with her? What if, after they'd gone to sleep tonight, he realised that he had in fact made a HUGE mistake and that in the morning he'd want to break up with her?

Doing the maths in her head, Rachel calculated that if he did do that, they would have been together for at least 12 hours. She liked to sleep in late. "Reid... Before, what I did, was it ok?" the fifth year plucked up the courage she never knew she had and asked him, her voice just barely above a whisper. She was now not looking at his fact anymore, but rather at their interwined hands, focusing on the pressure of his hands on hers and gave them a little affectionate squeeze.
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