Can I please get a Fred one where the reader and the Weasleys are all best friends and she always stays at theirs for the holidays and Christmas and stuff and one day she's super sick and Fred looks after her and lays with her and stuff and they both confess that they love each other? Hope that's okay! Thank you so much! I love you and your fantastic blog!!
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A/n: I'm sorry for the crappy title. By the way I was listening to alternate World by Son Lux. That's why the story is kind of descriptive when it comes to feelings. (Search the song up! It's amazing!)

~Fred's POV~

"Good morning. George pancakes stat." I say groggily, George passes me the plate of hot steaming pancake and I put three onto my plate. I look around the table to see everyone here except for one person. (Y/n). My eyes widen.

"Where's (Y/n)?! Did she leave?!" Ginny rolls her eyes at me and sighs deeply.

"Don't worry, Fred. Your girlfriend is upstairs." I growl at Ginny's words.

"She's not my girlfriend! Stop talking about that! I should have never told you!" I exclaim jumping out of my seat and running upstairs. I've already told George and Ginny about my slight crush on (Y/n) and I'm regretting it very very deeply. They will not stop talking, it makes me bloody insane! They say and do the same things! 'Oh, you and (Y/n) are a perfect match! You need to be together! She loves you!' 'I always knew you liked her mate! Go get her she likes you too!' I think they're lying. They're just saying that so I can make a fool of myself in front of (Y/n). Or are they? I don't know what to do when I'm around her. Whenever she's around me, she makes my heart beat a million times per minute. She makes me feel different and I like different if it's with her. I knock on her and Ginny's shared bedroom since she decided to stay with us for Christmas.

"Come in" I hear her soft voice say followed by a sneeze.

"Bless you" I smile opening the door.

"Thank you Freddie. What are you doing here?" She asks blowing her nose into a tissue.

"I came to check up on you. To see if you were okay or if you needed anything." I sit on her bed.

"Nope. I'm completely - Completely fine." She coughs harshly mid sentence.

"No, you're not. I'm taking care of you." I say, her eyes widen a bit.

"Oh no, Fred! You can't be near me! You might get sick!" She exclaims

"I don't care. I'm taking care of you whether you like it or not" I say going downstairs and coming back up a few minutes later with a cup of hot tea.

"Fred, I'm serious. I can take care of myself." She says softly grabbing the tea out of my hands and taking a sip. She looks instantly relaxed. I chuckle at her.

"Shut up, Weasley." She mutters.

~(Y/n)'s POV~

Being sick sucks. Especially since my crush wants to take care of me. I have feelings... Feelings I can't explain... Fred... He's something more. I've been spending every single Christmas at the Weasley's ever since I met Fred and George on the Hogwarts express on my first year. Fred's the one who caught my attention the most, the smirking, the winking, the jokes... One of the millions of things I love about him. I never feel uncomfortable around Fred unlike other girls with their crushes. Me and Fred might not even be together at anytime soon. I don't even know if he likes me or not. That's why I can't tell him anything because it might ruin the thing me and Fred have together. Friendship. I'd rather have him as my friend than nothing at all.

My heart beats a little faster when he lays down next to me, he wraps his arms around me tightly making my face nuzzle his chest. The fabric of his shirt tickles my nose making me take two short breaths in before sneezing on his shirt.

"You did that on purpose" he mutters

"Did not! Your shirt is tickling my nose!" He shakes his head in disbelief. I laugh and snort making him laugh too. Soon there's a long pause.

"Can I ask you a question?" He whispers turning on his side to look at me. I do the same and look into his big brown eyes, which I enjoy looking into. I nod my head lightly.

"Do you like anyone?" I stay quiet for a moment before speaking.

"There's a special someone. I like him but I don't know if he likes me back." My voice comes out like a whisper. I can't believe I'm saying this to him. Fred looks nervous, I can tell by the look in his eyes.

"How about you?" He hesitates but speaks.

"There's a girl. I just don't know how to tell her." He avoids my eyes by looking around the room.

"Hey, look at me" he makes contact, I see little beads of sweat on his forehead. I feel kind of disappointed at this point. If it were me, I don't think he would be telling me anything. By the sound of his voice he really does like this girl but, I'm not going to tell him crappy advice just because I like him. If he's happy I'm happy.

"Just go for it" I blurt out, his eyes widen.

"What?"

"Just go for it. If she likes you, she'll kiss you back. If she doesn't, well at least you got to kiss her." I fake smile. It hurts. Before I could say anything else, Fred grabs my face and crashes our lips together. I'm surprised but I kiss him back to show him that I like him. The kiss was amazing and I wanted it to last forever. I grab his face and deepen the kiss, he brings me closer by grabbing my hips making my hands slip to the back of his neck. He pulls back and pecks my lips a couple of times before stopping completely.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I whisper.

"I think I should be the one asking that question." He says smugly. I got him on the chest lightly.

"I was scared. I didn't want to lose you. I want you in my life, I don't want you to be running away from me because I'm just some weirdo that likes you. Then, when you said just go for it. I got courage." He mumbled. I kissed him again and sighed in relief.

"Fred Weasley, I can't believe that you're more blind than a bloody bat! I've liked you for a while now, how could you not see that!" I exclaim.

"I don't know! I guess I never really looked if you were giving me signs because I was always so busy looking at you" he said quickly. His eyes widen.

"I'm not a stalker" I laugh at him and bury my face in my hands. He grabs me and brings me close to him like I'm a teddy bear. I cough then remember.

"Fred! I'm sick and I kissed you!" I exclaim getting off the bed to go downstairs and grab some medicine for him to prevent the cold growing on him. I don't make it far due to Fred grabbing me again and pulling me on the bed.

"I'm fine" he mumbles kissing my neck.

"You're going to be sick if you don't take any medicine."

"I'm not sick and tomorrow I will not be sick. I'm perfectly fine." I roll my eyes at him but enjoy being held in his arms. He wraps his legs around me too, I laugh shaking my head.

~The Next Day~

I wake up to the sound of excessive coughing. I slowly turn around to see Fred coughing into his pillow. He turns to me with a smile on his face.

"Sorry love. Didn't mean to wake you" he mumbles rubbing his head.

"I told you" I say smugly.

"I'm not sick! I just have a sore throat, I slept the wrong way."

"Sure you did" I laugh making fun of him the rest of the day.