The One to Keep

~ Rotten Tomatoes ~

Oliver yawned and looked down at the endless lines and dots from his Quidditch play-book. He had not received much sleep that night. Hours after walking Cho to her dorm, he headed to the Gryffindor Quidditch tent to review his plays. His previous interaction with Cedric reminded him that Hufflepuff had a great seeker and may be a threat to his desired Quidditch Cup. He sighed and shut his book. He laughed to himself.

'What am I thinking? We've got Harry Potter,' he thought. 'Cedric won't be able to move as fast with his big arse.' He got up and grabbed his broom intending to practice Quaffle blocks, but stopped in his tracks. 'Wait a minute, Harry Potter's been with us for two years and we still don't have the Cup. Why is that?'

He headed back to his scrolls and reevaluated the plays. After a few more hours of analyzing tactics, he stopped and headed for the castle to eat breakfast. Events from last night ran through his head. He remembered the scared look on Cho's face when she realized they might be moving too fast. After all, he was seventeen and she was only fourteen. Throughout the walk, Oliver contemplated what may become of him and Cho.

'I really like her and I am willing to get to know her better,' he thought. 'She is only fourteen, barely developed. What would my friends think if I dated a little girl? Nah, she's got to be different. What do I know? What is going on in that little head of hers? Quidditch! I can't let anything come between my team and the House Cup. And the Quidditch draft is in a few months! I got to train! No! Nothing will stop me from achieving my dream. Until then, what now?'

Oliver entered the Great Hall and sat across Percy and the Weasley twins at the Gryffindor breakfast table. Percy yawned as he dropped lumps of sugar in his tea while the twins amused themselves by tampering with Muggle candy.

"Lack of sleep, Head Boy," Oliver smirked.

"Damn Diggory," yawned Percy. "Couldn't hang on to his date last night. I would have gone to bed sooner if we weren't troubled by his love affairs!"

"I'm sorry?" questioned Oliver with a raised brow.

Percy let out a frustrated sigh. "Cedric lost his date last night and bugged my darling Penelope about it. Oh . . . what was her name?" he pondered scratching his chin. "One of the giggly Ravenclaw bunch . . . uh . . . the spoiled rotten one?"

"Cho Chang! Smashing Ravenclaw!" said Fred in a sarcastic tone.

"High maintenance, that girl is!" said George as he waved his fork at his twin.

"Yeah! Cedric's already got his hands full!" said Percy.

"More than you know!" Fred chuckled as the rest of the boys, except Oliver, burst into laughter.

"High maintenance?" pressed Oliver.

"Wood, do you honestly think a girl with good-looks and good-marks would be sugar sweet all the time? Except for my Penelope of course," said Percy as he shot a toothy smile to his girlfriend at the Ravenclaw table.

"Explain," insisted Oliver.

"Where shall we begin?" sighed Fred at the thought.

"Spoiled! She demands a lot from her boyfriends! And if she doesn't get her way, she pouts and whines until she does! I'm telling you, that girl can have a mood!" huffed Percy.

"How the hell do you know all this?" demanded Oliver. "Used to date her?" he added sarcastically.

"Mind your tongue, Wood!" scoffed Percy. "For your information, my darling Penelope and I have a trusting relationship. She tells me everything."

"Except what she really thinks about him," whispered Fred to George and started laughing. Percy frowned at the boys and shifted his robes to display his badge.

"You can already tell, Cho's got a leash around Diggory's neck," boasted Percy. "My darling Penelope would never do that to me." Fred and George went red as they burst into a hysterical fit.

"Heh, yeah poor Cedric," Oliver chuckled as he stuffed his face with bacon.

~*~*~*

"Cho? Cho c'mon! You been there all morning!" said Heidi as she rapped on the bathroom door.

Cho was sitting in front of the mirror fumbling with her hair. The many magical products she put in her hair last night made it unmanageable the next day. Frustrated, she slammed her brush on the counter and glared at her reflection.

"Would you just leave? I've been staring at you all morning! You look fine!" scoffed the magical mirror. Cho gasped and dropped her jaw.

"How dare you!" she shouted at the mirror and stomped out of the bathroom.

She flung open the bathroom door, nearly knocking Heidi to the floor. Without saying a word to her startled friend, Cho continued out of the room. Heidi simply rolled her eyes and entered the bathroom. She was not about to get in the way of Cho's mood. Cho irately grabbed her sky-blue sweater off her dresser and headed down for breakfast.

"Hey! Cho, wait up!" said Roger as he ran after her. "Are you going to eat?"

Cho released a loud sigh in attempt to liberate her frustration. "Yes," she replied as she placed her sweater of her head like a scarf.

"That's very attractive," Roger teased.

"I look like crap this morning!" she snapped.

"So what? Can't be beautiful all the time!"

"Roger, please," puffed Cho, "I'm not in the mood!"

"Really?" said Roger with a smirk. "Not even after the fabulous night you had?" He winked and Cho started to smile. "Is that a smile? Did I make the brat smile?" He tickled her ribs and caused Cho to laugh slightly.

"Yes, I had a great time last night," said Cho as she recollected the events with her and Oliver on the lake, forgetting about Cedric.

"Then why the scruffy face?" questioned Roger and he pulled Cho's sweater off her head. "GAH!"

"Is it that bad?" asked Cho referring to her frizzy hair.

"No . . ." Cho gave him a stern look. "Really, it's not!" he lied.

Cho shook her head and tied her hair in a bun to hide the puffiness. They entered the Great Hall and sat with their friends at the Ravenclaw table. As Cho sat down, she saw Oliver laughing with his Gryffindor buddies. She looked at him for minutes, but he never returned the look. She sighed and served herself breakfast, but her eyes continued to gaze back at him.

'Why won't he look at me? Oliver, you know I'm here,' Cho thought.

"Cho?" said Ritchie. Cho didn't listen.

'Hello? Oliver? Why don't you just turn around?' Cho asked herself.

"Cho?" said Marie. Cho still didn't listen.

"HEY CHO! Pay attention!" yelled Roger as he smacked Cho across the head and caused her to drop the pitcher of milk. Milk splashed all over the table and dripped on Cho's lap. "Oopsie!" He referred to the mess she made.

All the eyes around her as well as students from other tables turned to her and saw a pool of milk drip on her lap. Then they broke into laughter and pointed at the poor girl.

"Very, funny Roger!" she cried. "What is the matter with you? I can't believe you'd do this!" She added loudly and earned more stares from the room.

She attempted to wipe herself, but when unsuccessful, she slammed her napkin on the table and stormed out of the Great Hall. As she passed by a few of the Ravenclaw Chasers, she received a load of "poor little girl!" and "aaawww" from the burly group.

"See what I mean?" said Percy to Oliver as they watched Cho march out of the room.

~*~*~

Cho left the Ravenclaw tower with clean dry clothes and her bag filled with books. She was about to open the door to the library when Roger approached her and flicked her elbow.

"You just don't give up, do you?" she said in an irritated tone giving him a dirty look. He was holding a brown paper bag and also had his book-bag slung over his shoulder.

"Here," he said as he handed her the paper bag. "I brought you a muffin. I was going to apologize, but not with that attitude!" He curled his lip at Cho.

Cho sighed and pressed her temples before accepting the bag. "I'm sorry . . . I'm just . . ."

"Bratty? Spoiled? Cranky?" he interrupted.

"Thanks!" she said as Roger held the door open for her.

They studied at the same table in the reading room. Cho munched her breakfast while looking over Arithmancy while Roger reviewed Ancient Runes.

"Here." Roger handed Cho a rolled parchment. "They're what I would have covered if we had our Quidditch meeting today. Sadly, half the team got sick from last night so I postponed the meeting. We still got a long way to go until our first match so I'm not worried. But, look over those tactics for practice next week."

"Thanks." Cho briefly skimmed the parchment and returned to her Arithmancy. "I'll be right back," she said to Roger, "washroom."

When Cho exited the library, Jolene and Cedric joined Roger at his table.

"Hey guys, did you get far in this Ancient Runes homework?" asked Roger as his classmates sat.

"No, we were hoping you did," Jolene sighed. "It's unusually difficult."

"I'm sure if the three of us work hard, we can finish it in no time," suggested Cedric.

He swallowed his pain as he smiled at his friends. He was still hurt from the night before, but tried to push it out of his system. He cracked his knuckles and opened his Ancient Runes book. In moments the group engaged in study. Cho returned to the library and paused when she noticed Cedric at the table. He looked up at her and forced a smile.

"Hi," Cho said softly to Cedric.

"Hey," Cedric replied slipping an ounce of agony through his voice. He sighed and returned to his studies.

Cho sat in the empty chair which happened to be by Cedric's side. She looked at him wanting to say something, but his eyes were dead focused on Ancient Runes. Cho couldn't stand to sit by Cedric when he was so silent. She wanted to talk to him about the night before. She especially wanted to apologize for running off and causing him to worry. As she turned back to her book deciding whether or not she should initiate a conversation with Cedric, Jolene and Roger shut their books.

"We're going to try and find the Professor," said Jolene. "We obviously can't get these on our own. Coming Ced?"

"No thanks," he said softly without lifting his head.

"We'll bring back notes," said Jolene as they left.

Cedric released a frustrated sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. His eyes were still heavily focused in his book, but his mind was not centered on Ancient Runes. Cho bit her lip as she looked at her number charts. She too was not studying. Occasionally, she shot glances at him when he wasn't looking. He did the same. Eventually, Cedric's gray eyes met her brown ones. Their eyes flashed hurt, worry, and plead back and forth.

"I'm sorry," Cho managed to whisper.

Cedric smiled and looked down. "No . . ." He looked back at her. "I should have been more attentive. I don't blame you for leaving." There was a long pause. "I'm sorry," he murmured.

Cho watched Cedric return to his books. She watched him try and block out the world by drowning in his studies. Playfully, she flicked his ear and won his attention. He looked at her smiling face with wide eyes.

"What was that for?" demanded Cedric as he rubbed his ear.

Cho giggled. "You're so serious, Cedric."

Cedric simply smiled and looked back in his book as Cho traced her fingers across her number chart. When she wasn't paying attention Cedric tickled her ribs in retaliation from the ear flick. Cho giggled playfully as Cedric flashed a friendly smile. His hands still clung to her waist as they looked at each other not knowing what to say. They were interrupted with Roger and Jolene rejoined their table with parchments of notes. Cedric retracted his hands before they took notice. For hours the group studied until they decided to head for dinner.

Cho noticed a familiar pack of Gryffindor boys walking at an adjacent hallway. They rushed passed her group with Oliver surrounded by his friends. Cho looked at him with a smile hoping he would stop and say hello. However, to her despair, he kept his attention to his associates and ignored the girl. Cho watched him walk off as her face went from happy to sad.

'How could he ignore me?! After last night!' Cho was offended. Her deep pride wiped the brief sadness and replaced it with aggravation. She pouted her lip at the thought of being ignored. She felt used. The frustration on her face was so apparent, Cedric couldn't help but notice.

"Maybe he just didn't see you," assured Cedric. 'He'll never see you like I see you,' he thought.

"What?" Cho released every ounce of air from her lungs in an irritated sigh and crossed her arms.

"What a brat!" Roger nudged Cho. "You're short! How do you expect anyone to see you?"

"Roger quit teasing," Cedric said as he placed his hand on Cho's shoulder. "Well, have a good dinner. I'll see you guys later."

Cedric separated himself from the group and sat at the Hufflepuff table. Cho plopped herself with the Ravenclaws and searched for Oliver on the Gryffindor side. There he was laughing and joking with his friends and disregarding Cho just as before.

~*~*~

Throughout the week, Cho became more frustrated with Oliver's disregard. She saw him in the halls after his classes, meals, and Quidditch practices. Just as before, he continued to ignore her. Cho was never brushed off by a boy before and was rather insulted yet at the same time hurt. She went to sleep in tears the night before. After an intense Arithmancy lesson late Tuesday morning, Cho tried to catch up with Oliver to find out his reason for ignoring her. She called out and followed him in the Great Hall, but he carried on to the Gryffindor table paying her no attention. Discouraged, Cho sat at with her friends who are now aware of her troubles. Considering how well secrets are kept at Hogwarts, nearly the whole Ravenclaw house knows about Cho's night with Oliver and the way he is treating her.

"Forget about him, Cho!" said Marie. "There are other guys in this school. Besides, we have a ton of Charms work to occupy ourselves."

Cho pouted and furiously buttered her bread breaking it into crumbs. She growled as she threw her broken bread on her plate.

"So, what is it about Oliver that affects you so much?" asked Ritchie. "I mean, if someone like Malfoy were to ignore you, you would care less!"

Cho took a minute to ponder Ritchie's statement. He was right. There were a handful of guys at school that Cho wouldn't care if she attracted their attention or not. Then, why Oliver? What made him special?

"Must be the 'wood' that makes it good! Isn't that right Jenna!" Roger smirked as he poked Jenna in the ribs. Both Cho and Jenna gaped in shock over the comment then looked at each other.

"Cho, please, I wouldn't know!" Jenna cowered at Cho's glare.

"Well, Jenna. Tell me. What do you know?" asked Cho curtly. All eyes planted on Jenna. She briefly paused and took a deep sigh.

"Okay, yes I admit I had somewhat of a crush on him," said Jenna "But . . . well . . . he is Quidditch, and I can't stand Quidditch! That's why, Cho! He spends more time on Quidditch than anything else! So, if you like to be second best to a lousy sport, then by all means go for it!" Jenna's tone was so fierce that the group froze in their chairs.

Cho didn't know what to say. She didn't know why she pressed Jenna for an answer and certainly was not expecting a blow.

"I'm sorry," Cho said softly. "I didn't realize."

Jenna read the light expression of her friend's face and smiled. "Cha-Cha, if Oliver makes you happy, then fabulous. But you haven't been happy these past couple of days. You need to be with someone that doesn't bring you down." Jenna glanced at the Hufflepuff table and noticed Cedric quietly playing with his soup.

Cho looked down at her plate and refused to eat. She didn't want to accept Jenna's argument, but realized that she was right. The whole week, Cho was snippy to her friends and quick to blow her temper. Cho released a loud exhale and pressed her fingers against her templates.

"I didn't mean to be snippy," Cho pleaded. "I was never rejected before."

"Welcome to my world Cho!" said Ritchie with peanut butter on his chin. Cho flinched of the thought of being in the same league with Ritchie. She loved Ritchie to death, but he was never popular with the ladies.

"Shall we go? Looks like lunch is almost over," Roger said noticing students leaving the Hall.

The group agreed and gathered their belongings. Cho got up and clumsily hit a Slytherin girl behind her when she slung her bag over her shoulder.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Cho apologized.

"YOU WENCH! YOU MADE ME SPILL JUICE ON ME!" the girl yelled.

"LOOK! It was an accident! Nothing a bit of magic can fix!" Cho held out her wand in attempt to help the girl. She got up dripping with pumpkin juice and glared at Cho. Cho's stomach flip-flopped when she realized she hit Eliza.

"Don't you dare flash that wand at me!" she iced back extending her own wand. "You rotten Scarlet Woman! PUTESCRUDUS . . . EXPELLO!"

Within a second, Eliza turned her wand to rot a bowl of tomatoes and sent it flying at Cho. Cho screamed when she was knocked to the floor by a rampage of pungent tomatoes. The Slytherins laughed and pointed at her withering in a sea of bloodied rotten vegetables.

"Oh look Hogwarts!" teased Eliza as she caught the attention of the room. "Ravenclaw's Scarlet Woman finally shows her rotten insides!"

Cho stood, gritted her teeth, and held her breath. "VOLUBILIS!" Cho screamed the charm and send a bottle of honey to turn over Eliza's head. Soon, Eliza's hair was swimming in a sticky honey.

"FOOD FIGHT!" yelled Fred and George. Within seconds, the Great Hall exploded to a massive mess of flying cold-cuts, pudding, and mustard. Cho and her friends ran to the door in attempt to escape the fiasco.

"You're not getting out of this, Chang! aegrotatio egrotatio!" Eliza yelled the spell at Cho and brought her to her knees.

Cho suddenly felt sharp pains in her stomach and the stench of rotten tomatoes in her hair only made them worse. She hugged her stomach and tried to hold it in but failed. Cho purged herself all over the dining room floor. Many students squealed in disgust while others laughed at her illness.

"Hey leave her alone!" yelled Jenna, "Stillicidium!" Jenna attempted to blast the Slytherin girl with a water-gush charm, but Eliza thwarted it. Her block forced Jenna's wand to point at the ceiling and shower the students with water. Jenna gave up on magic and swung a fit at Eliza's face. Marcus Flint and Terrence Higgs ran to the scene and dragged Jenna off to protect their housemate. Roger waved for his burley Chasers to save their housemate as well. The Great Hall exploded to a fight of fists and food. Eliza turned back to a green-face Cho.

"Now you know how I feel everyday I look at you!" she scoffed at the sick girl.

Between attacks, Cho looked up at Eliza who was making a spectacle of her. "Furunculous!" Cho managed to whisper.

However, her spell was weakened due to the pungency in her mouth. Eliza grew faint pimples instead of the usual boils from the Furunculous curse. Cho, on the other hand, suffered worse from the Eliza's sickness curse and sputtered on the floor.

"CHO! Are you all right?" Cedric rushed to her side when he saw her sputter.

The rest of the Prefects and Head Boy and Girl arrived to stop the fight. They scattered around the room to stop students from throwing food, fists, and spells. Eliza raised her wand to perform another attack when Drew stopped her with a binding spell. She screamed and fell to the floor petrified.

"Take Cho to the hospital, Diggory," ordered Drew. "We got this under control! This one's going to Snape!"

"DAMN YOU . . . mmm!" Eliza started before Drew magically sealed her lips.

"There is not a curse in the bloody world that will shut that mouth forever," Drew said as he dragged Eliza to the dungeons.

Cedric nodded and carried Cho like a newly bride. The motion made her feel queasy and caused her to hack juices on Cedric's uniform. He turned his head, bit his lip and continued carrying Cho up to the hospital wing. He could hear her whine a faint apology before she did it again.

When they reached the hospital, Madame Pomfrey took Cho to a basin and gave her an antidote. Cedric watched with worried eyes as Cho got sick over and over again until the antidote took effect. Eventually, Cho overcame her sickness and collapsed. Madame Pomfrey cleaned her and put her to bed.

"She suffered from a very harsh sickness curse. I'm surprised a student did this," she informed Cedric. "She needs some rest . . . and you need a bath!" She added referring to Cedric's stained uniform.

Cedric simply laughed at himself, but refused to leave without seeing Cho. He grabbed a napkin to dab his sweater as he sat by Cho's bedside. Cedric watched her sleep just like the week before. She looked exhausted. He sat there for hours as many thoughts rushed through his mind.

'Cho, I'm never going to give up on you. When will you see how much I care about you? When will you realize what we could have together? When will you understand how much I love you?'

Looking at her made his heartache. He wanted to awaken her with a kiss and have her forever. He let out a frustrated sigh and rested his head on his hands.

"Cedric?" said a soft voice. Cedric looked up at Cho's brown eyes. He couldn't say anything. "Why . . . ?" she whispered.

They stared at each other until Cho's eyes directed to his uniform. Her lips flinched at the stain. Cedric looked down and saw the mess. He burst into laughter and got Cho to smile a little.

"I know why you did this," he smirked referring to the stain and pulled off his sweater.

"Cedric," Cho said tenderly.

"Hm?" murmured Cedric as she gave him a dreamy look.

"Thanks for taking care of me." She shut her eyes and fell back asleep. Cedric took a moment to gaze at her.

"I'll care for you for the rest of my life," Cedric whispered. He brushed a strand of hair from her face and kissed her forehead.

~*~*~

The rest of the week did not improve for Cho. She has recovered from her sickness for the most part, but had another mild attack during Potions this morning. Dealing with armadillo bile and leeches did not do well for her stomach. Needless to say, Snape did no show any sympathy to her condition and refused to excuse her from class early. Poor girl continued to work with a queasy stomach. At the lunch table, Cho fiddled with her lettuce. She was afraid to eat after what she went through in Potions, but was terribly hungry.

"Cho, you have to eat something," said Marie. Roger was about to hand her a bowl of tomatoes, but was thwarted by Amy.

"I'll just drink some juice," said Cho dropping her fork. "Sugar keeps my stomach strait."

Lunch was interrupted when a hoard of Owls swarmed in the Great Hall. They dropped messages, packages, and newspapers to their respective owners. Cho looked up and noticed her dove, Guinevere, with a letter.

"Oh," she said as she took the letter from her pet. She let the bird drink from her juice in return. "I bet it's a letter from mum and dad."

She eagerly opened the letter expecting to hear from home, but her face perplexed when she saw a different handwriting from her parents. The handwriting was familiar, but from where?

"What is it Cho?" Heidi asked.

"I don't know," said Cho. "It just says . . . 'Meet me in the garden by the greenhouses for dinner.' No signature."

"It's from Eliza!" accused Jenna with a bruised eye, courtesy of the Slytherin girl.

"Watch it Cho," said Roger. "I don't need my Seeker going through something worse than puking her guts out! BLEEECH!" Roger teased and received a punch from Cho.

"Roger that's crude!" scoffed Cho. "I don't know. But, if she wants a fight, she will get one! Anyone know that sickness curse?"

~*~*~

Cho strutted in the common room with her nose in the air moments before dinner. She held her wand tight and had a proud confident look on her face. She daintily placed herself on the plush blue couch with her ego glowing.

"Looking pretty good for a fight, eh Cho?" asked Roger as he looked her head to toe. Cho wore a bright red sweater with black skirt and boots.

"She thinks I'm a 'Scarlet Woman!' She will get a 'Scarlet Woman!'" Cho huffed pompously. Roger shook his head.

"Good think you mastered blocks," he said. "It would be a shame if you mess that sweater up. I'm going with you." Roger walked to the window looking over the garden and saw a flicker of light. However, the garden walls prevented him from distinguishing the source. "She's there all right," he assumed.

"Thank you Roger, but I need to do this alone," she replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'll be fine," assured Cho.

"Well, I'll be right here by the window reading. If you need anything, just fire a flare in the sky and I'll come running. But, if you get zapped with that sickness curse, don't expect me to baby you!"

Cho smiled her thanks at Roger and left the room. Moments later, she headed to the garden to meet the mystery person. The sun retired for the day and turned the sky over to the night. Cho took a deep breath and walked along the side of the garden walls. She knew she was suppose to meet within the walls but could not locate the entrance. 'There must be a secret door,' she thought. In the far corner by the Forbidden Forrest, she saw a small square emitting faint light. She approached the entrance and pouted at the thought of crawling through a narrow passageway. However, she was eager to confront Eliza and crawled through. When her top half emerged from the hole, she heard a loud . . . "POP!"

"AHH!" Cho felt frightened and closed her eyes.

"Hey . . . It's okay Cho," said a voice.

Cho, eyes closed, bit her lip as she was pulled out of the hole. When she realized she was standing, she looked up at the person that helped her out and created the 'pop.' She couldn't help smiling. It was Oliver. His handsome face was illuminated by a flickering candle.

"Champagne?" he asked with a coy look as he lifted the bottle. Cho gave him a bewildered glare.

"What's going on?" she demanded.

"Can't a guy have a nice dinner with his girl?" he asked with a smirk and poured her a glass.

'His! His girl!' Cho continued to stare at Oliver with a curious face until he turned her cheek. Cho saw a blanket in the middle of the garden surrounded by lit candles and centered with a basket.

"Oh!" Cho smiled as her heart leaped to her throat. Suddenly all the frustration she felt throughout the week floated away at the sight of Oliver's gesture. She gave him a big smile as he hugged her close.

"You look great in red, have I told you that?" His eyes twinkled. His fingers graced the side of her cheek as he leaned in to kiss her.

"But why?" Cho interrupted.

"Hm?" Oliver retracted. "Well, I wanted do something nice for you. I know I have been distracted this whole week." he whispered as he leaned in closer. "And I want to make it up you."

Cho blinked at Oliver's reason and was silenced by his tender kiss. He continued to kiss her affectionately as his robust arms firmly embraced and raised her body. Cho timidly returned the kiss and draped her arms around his shoulders for support. Oliver pulled back and looked at Cho gazing at him, yearning for more. He grabbed her knees, carried her to the blanket, and continued to passionately kiss her. His muscular physique overpowered Cho's petite frame as she rested on the blanket bringing his head close. Oliver withdrew to breathe with Cho clenching willingly on the sides of his head. He looked down at the panting girl whose taste had not been satisfied.

"Your dinner's getting cold," said Oliver as he sat erect.

Cho took in a deep sigh dreading the end of his tender kiss. Oliver rummaged in the basket and pulled out a tin box.

"I didn't know what you like," he said opening the box, "but, I figured everyone likes chocolate strawberries."

"Oh! It's my favorite dessert!" Cho beamed, "how did you know?"

Oliver simply shrugged his shoulders and held a piece to her lip. He teased her a bit before letting her take a bite. After a romantic meal with many kisses between bites, Cho lounged on the blanket embraced in Oliver's arms as they soaked in the garden's fragrance.

"That was so sweet of you," she sighed as she rested her head on his chest.

He kissed the top of her head then lifted her chin to kiss her lips. His passion grew when his kisses became lustful and his hand wandered up her sweater caressing her belly. The level of his intimacy matured at an intense rate that Cho couldn't help to push Oliver back. She breathed heavily and gave him an innocent look.

"What's wrong?" he pressed.

"Uh . . ." she breathed.

"Oh . . . I'm sorry . . . I'll . . . I'll take you home," panted Oliver as he sat up.

"No wait!" As an act of insentience, Cho heaved Oliver's collar and forced him down to kiss him.

'I know I shouldn't be doing this,' Cho thought to herself, 'but you have such an effect on me. How can you be so mean and melt my heart like this? Will you ignore me tomorrow? Am I your girl now?"

Cho's thoughts were answered by the tenderness and passion of Oliver's kiss. He kissed her as though he needed the taste of her lips to breathe. Every second his lips graced over hers, Cho became fonder of him.

The whole night, Cho slept in Oliver's arms feeling loved and protected. She slept to his the sound of his breaths and the beating of his heart. In one week, one guy drove her emotions to the ground and lifted them back to the sky.