Not So Nice // (Rewrite)

19 | let them stare

robbers - the 1975

CW: underage drinking and smoking

Cedric:

"Why are you laughing?" she says, beginning to laugh too. I think for a long moment, as if not sure how to respond. I finally struggle out

"I just- well I like you, Sage."

"I like you too." Merlin, I'm smiling like a fool.

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"Why don't I get drunk more?" She slurs over the music. She's pissed, absolutely pissed.

"Maybe 'cause you get like this," I say laughing.

"What's the matter, baby? You don't think I look pretty like this?" She raises her hands again to the music, swaying her hips back and forth and putting her hands back in her hair. Her eyes are closed and her lips move along to the lyrics.

Her body is covered in a cream tight dress. The top is corset-like and it pushes her breasts up perfectly. Two straps hold the dress up and she looks so damn good.

Of course, I think she looks pretty like this.

It's just I don't really know how to act around her right now. This is a whole different side of her. Don't get me wrong. The night has been great, we've danced and talked and kissed, Godric we kissed, and she really is an amazing dancer.

But I can't stop myself from seeing the other guys looking at her, seeing just the way her body moves side to side and her hair falls along her chest. I want to rip her away from here and keep her for my own.

I don't want anyone looking at her, other than me.

"No of course I think you look pretty like this. Merlin, you're breathtaking but I just-" She cuts me off by bringing my hands to her waist and curling her hands in my hair. She brings her lips to my ear and whispers.

"I'm barely even drunk, come on dance with me, please." She nips my ear and brings her lips to my neck sucking and moving her way down. I dance and dance.

But I can't seem to focus. I just keep looking around and seeing all the other boys looking at her. I just know they are shagging her in their brain. Bollocks, I need to get her out of here.

I hate seeing their eyes on her.

It's like she doesn't even notice them staring at her. She's totally oblivious to her beauty.

"Sage, everyone is looking at you."

"Let them stare." She says and continues dancing.

Sage:

Everything feels so good. The music, the air, him. The night has been heavenly. Me in his arms, him in mine. Warmth running through my veins and music running through my ears.

I looked around and Cedric was right. Everyone is staring, but I really could care less. I want them to know he's mine. No one taking him away from me every time.

Being public with someone is probably the best thing you can do. Not only will everyone know that they're yours.

"You're mine, I don't want them staring," he says in my ear.

"I want them to see your mine," I reply, and a compromise pops in my head. "How about you take me back to your dorm? Mark me up and then they'll know exactly how much of yours I am."

I faintly remember why I don't drink. I become a bit too bold and my inner thoughts tend to slip out. I can't seem to keep it in. I really want to be his, in every way. He groans and says

"I don't think so, your drunk Sage."

"Damnit, you're too good of a guy," I whine, why can't he just shag me.

"No, but I am a decent guy and I'm not going to- well I won't take advantage of you." He chokes out, god he is way way too good.

"How about I sober up?" I ask, hoping I can get my way.

"Deal"

"Deal" I agree, he takes me to sit down on one of their couches.

I sit on his lap and he grabs my waist keeping me seated. Cedric asks someone to bring me water, and they do.

We talk around the circle and I meet some of the other Hufflepuffs. Everything is great until my stomach growls and I feel as though I'm going to throw up.
"Bathroom?" I say standing off of Cedrics lap.

"Uhh that way," he says pointing to the right "are you okay?"

"I'm going to be-" I ran to the bathroom. Right before I throw up I clutch my hair and lean over the toilet. Merlin this is disgusting and so embarrassing. I can't even keep my alcohol down.

"Sage, are you okay?" I throw up again.

"Yep, fine, I'll be out in a sec," I say as my stomach lurches again. I can hear him rush over and take my hair in his hand. He kneels down beside me and rubs my back with his free hand.

"I knew I shouldn't have let you drink that much." He says. He thinks this is his fault.

"No, no it's not your fault and really you can g-" I'm cut off again by my stomach.

"I'm staying right here, I'll take care of you." and my heart swells.

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I recover for the most part and I feel fine now. But Ced doesn't seem to think that's the case. I'm in his dorm now and propped up in his bed by what seems to be a thousand pillows. His arm is around me and his other hand is dabbing my forehead with a cold washcloth.

I'm wearing his quidditch jersey, that he insisted on me changing into, part of me believes he just wanted to see me in it but the other part of me knows he actually just wanted me to be comfortable.

He rushed to the kitchen and stole crackers, soup, and popsicles, telling me this is what his mum always made him when he was sick. I ate slowly but truth be told I wasn't that hungry.

"Thank you Diggory, I'm guessing this isn't exactly what you planned on when you imagined me in your bed," I say laughing

"There is nothing to thank me for, and this is great too. I like spending time with you, and I'll take whatever I can get." He takes the washcloth off and kisses my damp forehead.

"I like spending time with you too!" I nuzzle into him and he pulls me tighter. This night definitely didn't go as planned, but it was amazing all the same.