Dear Fred | F.W.

Dear Fred | F.W.

Fred Weasley letter AU

Warning:sad content,references do death

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Summary:After Fred’s death you leave a letter on his grave

You slowly walked towards the smooth,white gravestone:your steps were unsure,the breath stuck down your throat as you weren’t ready yet to see the cold stone with the name of your loved one engraved on its front.

In loving memory of Fred Weasley

A son

A brother

A dear friend

A caring boyfriend

And a brave fighter

April 1st,1978-May 2nd,1998

Forever missed

Never forgotten

You kneeled down and while closing your eyes you took a long breath,wiped away a tear which wet your cheek and took out the letter you had written the day before to read it one last time.

From:Y/n

To:Fred (Freddie) Weasley

Dear Fred,

I’m here collecting my thoughts. So many things are going on in my mind,so may words would love to fly from my hand to the paper,so many feelings are exploding inside me,twisting my stomach,my heart,my senses. Dizziness makes my sight almost blurred;”wicked” maybe you’d say jokingly,”painful” I’d reply scolding. But I have no one to reply like that to,so why have you left? I have no one to scold now,I have no one to laugh with,to open up with. Normaly now I’d come to you,I’d seat on your bed,in between your legs,with my head leaned against your shoulder or in the croock of your neck,and I’d tell you what I’m feeling. You would listen,you would silently listen to my words and then you would hug me,caress my hair,let me stroke my face against the cloth of your warm sweater,leave kisses on my head and then you would say something that would make me feel a little bit happier,you would make me laugh you would...you would just be yourself,the caring,funny,goofy boy I fell in love with at Hogwarts. That boy stole my heart. He stole every little wind coming out from my mouth. He stole the emptiness of my dreams and filled it with his smile,that boy stole every seed of sadness,replacing them with little,shiny stars of happiness,and I do really think that it made life angry,so much angry that she decided to take him away from me and leave just an empty space. A space as empty as Hogwarts at 5am in the morning,when we used to run out from our dorms to meet on the astronomy tower to see the dawn. Can you see it from where you are now? Yesterday I did. I woke up at 5am,or better,I didn’t sleep at all,I was busy thinking about you...but that’s not the point;the point is that I woke up and ran to the astronomy tower thinking that seeing the sun rising would make me feel better. It didn’t. I cried. I cried because while running there wasn’t the sound of your laugh,there wasn’t your hand holding mine,your breath filling the silence. It was just me running in the shadow of my loneliness,looking like a psycho with the ruined mascara I had forgot to take off the night before. That was the moment I realised that seeing the dawn didn’t matter anymore,or maybe it had never mattered in my entire life because everything I cared about was seeing it with you. Then I reached the tower and I looked at the sun. I felt nothing but more pain. A pain growing every time the sun showed a new part of itself,and it ended with me hiding my face in between my hands not to see it anymore because even the sun was reminding me of you.

I see you everywhere,Freddie,I can’t stand it anymore. I see you at the burrow,at the joke shop,I see you even when George greets me. Poor George he’s so sad. The last weekend I slept at your house:I heard him crying for the whole night. The whole night,Freddie,do you know what it means? Life teared him apart as much as she did with me,maybe even more. You need to know that Sunday morning I step in the bathroom and saw him reading the instructions of some bottles. I asked him what they were and he replied it was hair dye,blonde hair dye to be exact. I demanded him if he went crazy:he lifted up his head,showing me some red teary eyes and said “Fred’s presence is making me crazy”. He dyed his hair because in the mirror he couldn’t see anything more than you. No one can change chapter,read a new line of the book wich is our life. We’re all stuck at the same sentence and we all will be for so long. I’ve been asking myself what I’m going to do with my life. Will I ever fall in love with someone again? Will I love them as much as I loved you? Will I see you in their behaviour? Will I tell them how the boy I once loved died? I’m concerned because I know that I’ll always compare them to you. They might gift me with a flower and I’d probably ask myself “would Fred gift me with the same flower? Or would he give me something different?” and what if the answer is “he would give me something different” would I still like the present?I’m going crazy,Freddie,I really am. Your absence is making me crazy. I want to feel you. I want to feel your kisses,your hugs,I want to hear your soft voice whispering to my hear that everything’s a nightmare,that soon I’ll wake up and you’ll be there,next to me,comforting me with your presence. How long does it take to forget what really made you feel alive? You died Freddie,and that day a part of me died with you. It’s buried in the same grave as yours,so please,my dear Freddie,take care of that part until we’ll meet again. Take care of that part as mush as you took care of me when you were here. Watch out for me,sometimes tell me if I’m doing good,help me if I’ll ever need. You were my biggest sourch of reassurance and safety,a presence no one will ever replace. I’m sorry if it will be hard for you to read this letter because of my tears which ruined the ink of the words. Will you read it? Wherever you are will you do it? Can you promise me? Do it Freddie,plese,and then give me a sign. I love you.

Forever yours,

the one who loved you like no one else,

Y/n.

After reading you folded the paper sheet and put it into a small white envelope you closed with a litte piece of red paper,you took the red roses you bought on the way there and left everything on Fred’s grave. Then you made a little step back and looked for a few seconds at his imagine,smiling with more tears coming down from your eyes. In that moment a drip fell on your forehead,and then another one,and another,a few minutes later the sky was pouring rain all over you. It was the sign you asked for. Fred had read the letter and now he was crying with you.

Ron: it’s been a week since Fred’s funeral

Ron: do you really have go back to pranking people?

George: wait-

Y/N: let us ask Fred

George and Y/N: (pulls out Ouija board)

George: do you want us to stop pranking others?

Fred, from the afterlife: A-B-S-O-L-U-T-EL-Y   N-O-T

Ron:

Y/N: he said no

OMG thank you so much for including Dear Fred in your list!! I’m really happy about that!!❤️❤️

Fred Weasley Reading List

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Fluff 🧸

Arm Rest by @obsessedwithbuckybarnes

His Clothes by @anchoeritic

I'd Always Pamper You by @feetoffthetablee

Dandelions by @butterbeerblurbs *

Make Him Squirm by @oliverwoodswifee

Kiss Prompt #1 by @wand3ringr0s3

Uh.... Little Help? by @fredshufflepuff

Fred x Shy!Reader HC by @midnightgremlin

Fred x Shy!Reader HC by @weasleyhome

Cuddling With Fred HC by @rosaliepostsstuff

Fred x Shy!Hufflepuff!Reader by @cursestothemoon

Physical Touch HC by @vogueweasley

No Returns or Exchanges by @lumosandnoxwriting

The Missing Piece by @plant-flwrs

An Angel and Her Firecracker by @prismarts

Can I Sit There by @sunny-bunnny

My Heart is Yours by @onlyfreds

Gold Rush by @hufflepuffhaze

Through The Years by @ginnyweasely *

Shortie by @lupinlongbottom

Just The Two Of Us by @rogue-durin-16 *

Love by @myboipotterimagines

Freddie's Snuggles by @oliverwoodswifee

Mad In Love With You by @eatingcloudsxx

Small Hands, Big Goof by @fredshufflepuff

Different by @natasha-romancff

Soft Boy by @omg-imatotalmess

Done For by @fweasleyswhore

Three Rules by @fallin-4-ya

A Quite Common Room and An Everlasting Essay by @skivingsmutbox

White Dress by @durmstrange

Flirting with Fred by @midnight-lightning

Home by @wonderfilworld

Angst 💔

When You're Gone by @comfortwriting *

Ghost by @midnightgremlin

Everyday, for the rest of forever by @lumosandnoxwriting *

Out by @margraveth *

Afterlife by @band--psycho

Kiss Prompt #39 by @wand3ringr0s3 *

Congratulations Weasley by @hxlyhead-harpies

Dear Fred by @malfoysapples *

I Hate That Girl by @xmalfoyweasleyx

Series/ Mini-Series 📜

In A Crowds of Thousands by @rcwenaclaw *

The Love Languages by @weaxleyz

‘Thank you for loving George and not Fred’s shadow’ MA’AM WHEN I SAY THIS LINE HIT ME😭😭 currently binging your work, i love them!

That line hit me too...and I’m the author herself😭.

Thank you so much for your feedback,I really appreciated it❤️

The smoke from your mouth 2 | F.W.

Fred Weasley x Female Reader

Warning:bad language,anger,references to drugs,make out,fluff

Part one here

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Author’s notes:I’ve never thought about posting a part two for TSFYM but since it blew up here I am.Please leave a feedback,I love reading your comments🖤

Summary:after the night you and Fred spent together he didn’t talk to you again,so you decide do confront him but something happens between you two.

<<I really need to talk to him>> you mumbled <<Then go on>> Cedric replied <<You don’t get it! He’s been avoiding me for two days and every time I have the chance to face him Angelina’s always around. She’s so sticky>> you rolled your eyes and sighed <<Then you’re right. I don’t get it. Fred Weasley is a whole enigma. He told you that he loves you but he’s always stuck with Johnson...he’s such a player. However he might have told you that because of weed. You know how it works,you’re not yourself when you smoke>> the Hufflepuff shrugged his shoulders <<Then why he didn’t fuck me? I mean if he was out of control like you’re assuming he would have fucked me instantly but he did not,as he promised>> you replied.

Cedric nervously sighed and massaged his temples <<Listen girl,just find it by yourself. He’s right there-the boy pointed at Fred who was on the opposite side of the garden,busy talking with Lee and Angelina-ask his friends to leave and talk to him once forever. I’ll be here if you need me,but now,for the love of Merlin,go! You’re exasperating me>>. You laughed and nodded,giving one more stare at the little group of friends. You got on your nervs when you saw how Angelina was hanging from Fred’s lips. She looked so sticky that you wanted to punch her right in the face. The way she was smiling to him,laughing at every single word he said and then,when she leaned onto Fred and just brought his arm around her shoulder you felt like you were exploring. But what made you mad the most was that Fred didn’t seem to despise her attitude,instead he gave in as he played with her hair. <<I’m fucking done,thank Merlin he said he loves me huh?>> you growled,finally walking towards the boy.

<<Fred can we talk for a moment?>> you asked the wizard who turned to you,seeming visibly embarrassed <<Right now? I’m- >> <<He’s busy>> Angelina said,cutting his sentence off <<He’s old enough to speak for himself,aren’t you Fred?>> you asked him calmly,a light of disappointment and sadness in your eyes. Fred looked at you and gulped <<I am. Let’s go for a walk>> he said with a nod of his head wich was telling you to follow him.

<<What do you want to talk about?>> the boy asked,you blinked twice in confusion:wasn’t it so obvious? <<About what happened two nights ago-you muttered-when I smoked in your room>>. Fred glanced at you for a second and then he looked at the ground <<I don’t remember what happened. Forgive me if I said something I didn’t mean,I was high>> he said,coldly. Those words teared you apart like only the sharp edge of a blade would. <<You don’t remember? You don’t remember what I told you and what you told me? Nothing?>> you demanded <<Not a single word>> he said again. You suddenly stopped walking,making Fred turn around. Your hand closed in fists inside the pockets of your robe and your eyes busy scanning the grass as you didn’t want to have an eye contact with Fred. <<You don’t remember that you said you love me? I opened my heart to you and you don’t remember a single word of mine? Weasley look at me and tell me you’re joking>> you growled,lifting your head up <<I’m sorry. I really don’t remember anything and also...I don’t love you,not in that way. You’re my best friend that’s- >> you cut his sentence off <<Enough,Weasley!-you raised your voice for a second and immediately recomposed yourself-it’s enough. Now,I’ll go. And,Fred,don’t you dare to talk to me again. Have fun with Johnson,she seems to be dumb enough for you>> you said coldly,leaving,while the boy didn’t even move.

You knew he remembered what he had said that night and most of all you knew he had done it on purpose when he said he loved you. He hadn’t been so high as he wanted you to believe...but why did he lie now? Was he so amused by playing with your feelings? Since when had he became such a bastard? That wasn’t your best friend. Fred would never. The Fred Weasley you knew wasn’t the one you had talked to a few seconds ago:he was sweet and caring,a player,yes,but not with you. He liked girls and hooking up with them sometimes,sometimes he had even broken their hearts but he would never do such a thing to you. You had always felt safe with him so why suddenly he changed so much? Was it your fault? Maybe you looked so pathetic that night that he just played along to not hurt a high girl but if so...why would he hurt a sober one?You shaked your head as you wanted to make the thoughts fly away and walked to your Defence Against The Dark Arts class,but for the whole lesson your mind was haunted by Fred’s image.

It was late evening when you finished to study and chose a book to read while relaxing at the open air. You wore a warm sweater and left your dorm,going straight to the Hogwarts garden. The sun was slow disappearing behind the mountains and the sky was painted in such a scarlet orange that your stomach got butterflies at the moment you saw it. You smiled and looked for a free bench where to sit.

While walking on the green grass you saw someone sitting under a three,some smoke was surrounding his silhouette:it was Fred,busy smoking as always while drawing something on a old ruined booknote. You sighed as he was the last person you wanted to see that day,but you sat on your bench anyway,thinking that reading your book would help you pretending he wasn’t there. What a failure.

At first Fred didn’t even look at you but soon the boy started staring. While reading you could feel his eyes on you,scanning your features,your moves. You felt your body boil knowing what he was doing,the sweater became too hot to fit in,the words on the pages of Pride and Prejudice became confused and lost every meaning. You closed the book and sighed,standing up to find Fred’s tall figure right in front of you.

<<Leave me alone,I’m busy>> you scoffed,walking inside the school <<Wait>> Fred stopped you by grabbing your wrist <<I told you to leave me alone!>> you yelled,glaring at the wizard with burning eyes <<I just want to talk>> <<I don’t want to. End of discussion!>> you exclaimed. You were about to leave when you felt Fred’s hand grabbing your hips and lifting you up,you blinked confused and then you found yourself sitting on the stone of the window-still of a huge window hidden in a corner of the Hogwarts main corridor. <<I’m not letting you go until you’ll listen to what I have to say>> <<I’m not going to listen to your fucking bullshit,I’ve already had enough. I refuse to be just a play and go girl. I’m not letting you hurt my feelings>> you said staring right in Fred’s deep eyes. <<You’re not one of them. You would never be,Y/n. I love you so much,you can’t even imagine>> he soft spoken,placing a strand of your hair behind your hear.

Your breath got shorter has his face was so close. Your heart twisted at the same need of having him close that you felt a few nights before,but this time you weren’t high. The only thing making you high was Fred’s scent of smoke and cinnamon. <<You’ve been saying you love me,but it’s a while since you showed me. What happened to you,Fred? What happened to my best friend?>> you asked almost in a whisper while playing with the sleeves of your sweater. Your stomach was filled by butterflies,the attraction was growing inside you,raising from the depth of your heart to delete every single bit of anger. You wanted to punch Fred in the face but,at the same time,you wanted to kiss him as hars as you could. <<Things are getting complicated,Y/n>> he muttered <<Is it because of what I said? I know you remember everything,Fred. You lied this morning>>. The boy sighed and his hand slipped from the stone of the window-still to your thighs <<I guess I need to be honest now>> he said biting his lips <<You must be>> you replied drawing little circles on the back of his hands with your fingers.

The boy looked down,then he immediately lifted his head up and looked at you. You could see a different light in his eyes,something that sent shives along your spine <<So?>> you asked;Fred kept looking at you and smirked <<I didn’t want to do that,I’m sorry>> he said,setting the space between you to zero. His lips were now smashing against yours,as his hands traced a straight line on your thighs and reached the skin of your hips under the sweater. A moan escaped your mouth as you finally felt his touch on your skin. Your hands ran all along his arms,feeling the cloth of his shirt crease under your fingers. Your scent of fresh flower mixed itself with the smoke one from Fred’s as the boy’s hands were moving all along your body. You let another moan escape while Fred’s lips moved down to the uncovered skin of your neck,sucking on it and leaving purple love bites that would make you crazy every time you looked at them. <<Fuck>> you mumbled,feeling weak under his touch. You were unable to fight the lust growing inside you,and you didn’t even want to. Everything you wanted was Fred:you wanted him to give you everything. <<Don’t stop please>> you moaned again,heavily breathing. Fred lifted his head and looked at you <<You deserve way better than me,you know? But I can’t hold on anymore>> he gasped,playing with the front of your lower lips,gently drawing little lines with his thumb on it <<You don’t have to,Fred>> you replied <<I told you that you don’t deserve me>> he muttered again,getting closer one more time. Your breaths mixed up,a mess of attraction and desire was going on in between you two <<Why you keep saying that? I don’t see the problem:I love you and you love me. Let’s try it>> you said,moving your hands to the neck of his shirt.

Fred rested his forehead against yours,weakly smiling,wrapping your body in a tight hug. <<You’re smart,pretty,charming...you’re everything a princess could be and I am just an idiot who smokes everyday,makes pranks and sometimes hooks up with girls. Y/n you deserve a man,not me>>. You sighed,caressing his cheeks <<You are what I want. I really love you,Freddie,it’s been a while since my feelings changed. I don’t want to be a friend anymore I want more. I want you Fred,so please stop being cold,stop telling me lies and stop calling yourself an idiot. You’re not,you’re what I treasure the most. Please Fred,I’m begging you to give us the chance we deserve>>.

The ginger smiled and left a kiss on the tip of your nose <<I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for everything I did. I promise I’ll be a better man,the man you deserve>> he said,hugging you again.You smiled as your face sinked in the cloth of his shirt. <<I love you>> you giggled <<I love you more,babygirl>> he replied.

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The smoke from your mouth | F.W.

Fred Weasley x Female Reader

Warning:smoking,drugs,mentions of sex,anger

Part two here

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Summary:one night you end up smoking in Fred’s bedroom and while you’re high you confess your feelings to him.

You walked upstairs,reaching Fred’s room,and knocked at the door.

<<Come in>> an husky voice said,you stepped in the bedroom,seeing the ginger boy sitting on the floor at the end of his bed,staring at the full moon outside the window. <<I thought you went with George at the Slytherin party>> you muttered,closing the door behind you to sit next to Fred.

He shaked his head <<I didn’t want to. I don’t want to see a single damn Slytherin tonight. But what about you? You didn’t go either,not that the thing surprises me...you never attend parties>> he said,you shrugged your shoulders <<I hate them,and people or alcohol in general>> you mumbled and the boy laughed,pulling out from his bedside table a cigarette and a lighter <<Do you wanna try,little good girl?>> he asked,taunting you.

You stared at the cigarette and gulped,almost afraid to speak. You had never tried smoking,nor using drugs or drinking;the idea of not being responsible of your own actions always made you feel concerned.

<<It scares me>> you left that sentence come out from your mouth without even realising it,making Fred smile <<A cigarette scares you? Really?>> he asked <<Not the cigarette itself,the weed. When you’re high you can’t think nor act lucidly>> you muttered. Fred looked at you with a smirk <<So you had never smoked? Nothing at all? Not even a normal cigarette?>> he demanded,you shaked your head <<You’re so pure>> he said,you glared at him without saying a word,you weren’t in the mood to joke nor argue with your best friend.

Fred’s face got closer <<And you’re right,that’s why I never smoke at parties or in public places but...here it’s just me and you,what do you think would happen?>>. You were silent,busy scanning every single feature of Fred’s pretty face and then you moved your eyes,looking at the cigarette <<But if you don’t want to try it’s fine. I’m not forcing you>> your best friend said,placing more distance between you two.

<<I don’t know how to try it>> you admitted,blushing in embarrassment,the boy laughed <<It’s not that hard>> he said,holding the cigarette in two figners and bringing it closer to his mouth. Smoke came out,covering his face and highlighting his profile. His eyes were shut,a relaxed expression appeared on his face as your eyes fell on the silhouette of his lips,a little bit opened while emitting the smoke. You gulped,biting your lips as he looked extremely attractive.

You met Fred by accident after a prank gone wrong but from that day he became your first in everything:the first boy you had met at Hogwarts,your first enemy,your first best friend and then your first love...but he didn’t know.

<<Ready?>> he asked,wrapping an arm around your shoulder to let a side of your body lean against his;a hand right in front of you with a new cigarette between the index and middle finger;<<Nothing’s going to happen. I’m not going to hurt you nor to take advantage of the situation>> he said <<I trust you,Fred. You know>> you replied nodding and feeling the sexual tension growing as you rested your lips on the long cylinder,coughing as soon as you tried to smoke.

Fred laughed leaving the small object in your hands <<Don’t worry you’ll get used to it soon>> he said,and it was true:in a few you managed to smoke with no problems,getting higher and higher every second went by.

<<Listen-you said,a finger pointed at Fred’s nose as your soul felt lighter-I swear to God that Snape’s gay!>> you exclaimed,smashing your hands against the floor,Fred burst into a laughter,falling on his back <<You’re too high girl>> he almost yelled,the hand holding the cigarette up in the air <<But it’s true!>> you said,towering him without even realising what you were doing.

The room suddenly became silent:there were just you and the ginger boy staring into each other’s eyes,your arms spread on both sides of his hand and your pleating skirt was too short not to reveal your thighs in that position. Fred looked at you,his breath got shorter while scanning your body as he felt turned on by the way you approached him,his hand was already slipping up to under your skirt. You didn’t want that moment to end. You wanted him,you wanted him so desperately that you couldn’t hold on a single one of your feelings:you wanted to feel his lips smash against yours,his breath warm up the skin of your neck marked with yikes drew by Fred himself. You needed to touch his skin,to wrap your arms around his body...you needed him and everything he could give you.

Fred suddenly switched positions,pressing your back against the cold floor <<I promised I wasn’t going to do anything so please,Y/n,don’t turn me on>> he said in a hot,husky,deep voice which sent shives along your entire body. <<I’m not going to stop you,Fred. Be my first even in this>> you replied,your hands pressed against his chest as you felt his breath warming the skin of your face. <<Your first in?>> he didn’t get the point. <<You’re the first boy I met here at school,the first person I wasn’t able to stand,my first best friend and my first love...be my first time as well>>. <<First time? Don’t talk like this,I’m sure you don’t even love me>> he demanded <<I do,Fred. I’ve always loved you>> you whispered.

The ginger boy smiled,slowly getting closer to kiss your lips when he suddenly realised what he was doing,so he immediately stood up <<I’m sorry,Y/n. I can’t. We’re both high,we don’t even know what we’re doing or saying>> he opened the window to let the smell of weed go out.

You sat on his bed,putting his red sweater on to warm yourself <<I’m horny,Fred>> you mumbled,playing with the sleeves <<It’s the weed,I’ve already told you>> he replied,you rolled you eyes and threw a pillow at him <<No Weasley! It’s not the weed! It’s you,It’s always been you! For years! For years I’ve been watching you flirting with Angelina and invite her at that fucking Yule Ball! It’s always been you trying to get her attention,asking me some advice when I’ve never dated a boy in my entire life! Why can’t you see it?! Why can’t you see how I fell for you and your jokes,or your smile,or the fucking way you tease me for every little dumb thing! Why? Why are you so blinded by that boring fucking useless bitch!>> you yelled at him with all the anger and frustration you had in your body,you screamed so loud that when you had finished you gasped for air.

Fred suddenly walked towards you,pushing you on the bad and towering you <<Don’t talk about her like that>> he growled. You grabbed the angle of his shirt:you wanted to kiss him and push him away at the same time <<Why can’t you stand for me the way you stand for her?! What the fuck does she has?>> your words left your mouth in a whisper <<Don’t be so dramatic,I always stand for you! You’re my best friend!>> Fred replied,making you mad <<That’s the whole point! I want to be more!>> you yelled again but this time with teary eyes.

<<No you don’t. You think that you want it,but tomorrow you won’t remember it and if we do something you’ll feel regret>> he replied,he almost seemed to be hurt by those words,the words he pronounced by himself. You shaked your head <<Why are you so stubborn?>> you asked,your face a few inches from his while your hands had slipped on his chest,resting there as you felt the urge of feeling him close,as much close as he could be.

Fred tried to stand up but you stopped him by grabbing the front of his shirt <<Stay. Stay like this. I want to feel you. Please>> you mumbled,Fred sighed moving a strand of your hair away from your face <<I promised you I’m not going to do anything>> he whispered caressing your leg as he left a kiss on your knee,making your whole body shive <<Are you going to do it with her?>> you asked <<My God Y/n stop caring about Angelina>> he said in a sweet voice,leaning his cheek on your knee,closing his eyes at the feeling of your soft skin <<I can’t Fred. I love you but you...>> your sentence was cut of <<I don’t love her. I had a flirt,that’s it. We didn’t do anything,we didn’t even kissed. We’re just friends>> he said,laying next to you <<You didn’t?>> you asked,resting your head on his shoulder as he hugged you tightly <<We didn’t,Y/n. I’m honest. I love a girl,but it’s not Angelina>>.

<<Lucky her>> you muttered,looking down;Fred suddenly lifted up your face with a finger under your chin <<Lucky you,Y/n>> he replied. You blinked your eyes in confusion <<But if I like you,and you like me why don’t we...>> he cut your sentence off again <<No! Not tonight at least! I’m not taking advantage of the girl I love>> <<But I’m ask- >> <<No! Stop! How many times do I have to tell you? Let’s talk about it once we’re completely sober>> he sighed,resting his head on the soft pillow <<Come here,I’m not letting you go tonight>> he reached out for you,making you fall on his body.You both hugged <<Sleep on it>> he smiled,you did the same,sinking your face in the cloth of his shirt <<I love you,Freddie>> you whispered <<Love you too,Y/n>> he replied.