Title: ``someday we'll k n o w
Description: MALCOLM. love malie <3
rosalie creevey - September 10, 2007 02:33 AM (GMT)
Rosalie, seated in her normal spot right next to Malcolm, reached down and pulled out a huge scrap of parchment and her ink and quill. Setting them next to her dinner plate she bit her lip at she looked up at Malcolm before scribbling him a note:
MalcolmI have to tell you something...
Rose slid the note under his elbow before sweeping her quill and ink towards him with her hand. Picking up her fork Rose resumed inhaling her potatoes with more gusto then before... malcolm goldstein - September 13, 2007 11:35 PM (GMT)
Mal shoved half a roll in his mouth, feeling as though he hadn't eaten in years. Rosalie was by his side, and honestly in his world, that was all that mattered. She pushed a piece of parchment toward him. Reading it, Mal furrowed his dark brow, lookin from the paper to his friend. Why couldn't she just simply say it? He didn't know, but if it was important to her, he'd play along.
then, please, tell me.
you know you can tell
me anything.
rosalie creevey - September 14, 2007 12:41 AM (GMT)
Rosalie avoided Mal's gaze as she ate like hadn't ever had potatoes before in her life. Rose looked down at the returned note and swallowed hard before picking up the quill and writing once again:it's about why I was
away... I know you
didn't want to talk about
it but I think you deserve
to know.
Mal... I was away for so
long because...
I was pregnant.
Rose winced as she folded the note up unnecessarily and slid it back to Malcolm. malcolm goldstein - September 14, 2007 04:50 AM (GMT)
Malcolm looked even more confused at the note, now folded, and put down his fork for once to stop and read the note. He nearly chocked on the ptatoes he was swallowing and had to make sure everything went down the right pipe before he could even begin to write a reply.I didn't want to talk about it
because I didn't think you
wanted. I honestly didn't
care why you were gone,
just that you finally came back.
I don't know what to say.
Should I ask who? No.
Tell me, anyway. I don't
want to know, but I have to.
He passed the note back to her, not quite able to look in her direction. As much as he loved her, he wasn't sure what to think. Had she had the baby? It was long enough to have. Did the father even know? Wouldn't be a surprise to Malcolm. He knew who it was, he just wanted to be told. He wanted to see it on the blank page in Rosalie's soft script. rosalie creevey - September 18, 2007 03:01 AM (GMT)
As Mal choked on his food Rose's eyes shut quickly and she stopped breathing for a second. She felt the note under her elbow and it took her a few moments until she opened her eyes again to read it.
Ash wanted me to tell you.
He said you deserved to know.
He was right.
You know who Malcolm.
Please don't make me
write his name. It's like
reiterating that it was him.
I wish it was someone other
then him.
Rose passed it back and tried to shoot Mal an apologetic glance, but he wouldn't look in her direction. Her heart stopped and she waited for him to respond. malcolm goldstein - September 18, 2007 03:27 AM (GMT)
Malcolm couldn't look at her. He was instantly ashamed with himself for writing what he wrote. Forcing her to tell him every detail of her personal life wasn't right. The only thing was, he never had to force Rose to tell him anything before. He felt the note slipped back in his direction, and he took a deep breath to prepare himself to read it.He was right. Sometimes Ash surprises
me with just how intelligent he can be.
I did deserve to know. I wish you
would have told me earlier, I would've
liked to help, even if it meant just
being by you. Merlin, Rosie, you
scared me when you left. I never
thought I would admit this, but I
was completely lost without you around.
I'm sure if you talked to Asher he may
have mentioned that. I don't say this
to make you feel bad, or regret any
decisions you've bad. I never want
to cause you pain, I just want you to
know, that no matter what happens
between us, I'll always love you.
I promise.
Unsure of himself, he pushed the paper towards her, wondering vaguely if she knew just how much he meant the words he wrote. rosalie creevey - September 18, 2007 03:33 AM (GMT)
Rose caught the note quickly as he returned it. She felt kind've bad she wasn't saying this all out loud. But truth be told she wasn't sure she'd be able to use her voice right now.
I didn't want to hurt you either.
I didn't want you to see me, how I
was. There was a period of time I
never left my bed. I just laid there
and cried. I spent three months laying
in my own self pity unable to find
the strength to get up and face what
I'd done. Face the mess I had made.
I should've owl'd you. Even when I
didn't get letters from you, I should've
sent my own anyways... I wish my
parents hadn't have kept your
letters from me.
As Rose past the note back to him she turned to face him once more and whispered "I love you too" before she stuck the note under his elbow. Her voice was quiet and fragile, but she meant her words. She wanted him to hear it before he read what she wrote, you know, just in case. malcolm goldstein - September 18, 2007 03:46 AM (GMT)
Rosalie certainly got his attention, and he smiled broadly at her as she spoke. Without thinking, he leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Then he opened the note.I know you didn't. I would never, ever
accuse you of trying to intentionally hurt
me in anyway. Just hearing what you
went through is devastating. I would
have been there, Rosalie. I would have
held you, loved you completely, just
as I still do now.
I don't understand why your parents
didn't give you any of my letters. I
have them all still. I saved them all.
Every letter I wrote you over the past
year, even the ones I didn't bother
to send because I knew they'd
just come back. There yours,
so I suppose I can give them to
you when we go back to the
common room. That is, if you
want them.
Mal pushed the note back to her, hoping his own note softened any fears she may still have. rosalie creevey - September 18, 2007 03:52 AM (GMT)
As he kissed her, she reached up and brushed her hand along his cheek as she closed her eyes and smiled to herself. As he pulled away again she opened her eyes and dropped his hand before she looked down at the note he returned to her.
You're too good for me.
Other boys would've left by
now. I'm lucky to have you
in my life. That's something
I took for granted last year.
They thought it was you.
I guess they were just trying
to protect me, they misinterpreted
my tears. They wanted me to get
over you I suppose. While it was
you, it was you in the good way.
I missed you far too much for
me to blind myself from my
feelings any longer.
Yes, I'd like to see them.
With all my heart.
As she pushed it back to him she reached out and gripped his hand, squeezing it lightly as she shot him a small smile. Everything was going to be okay. malcolm goldstein - September 18, 2007 04:05 AM (GMT)
Malcolm intertwined his fingers in her hand, just long enough to read the note in front of him. Though he was loathe to do it, he had to release their shared grip, simply to be able to write. He wasn't ambidextrous after all.I'm not to good for you. Sometimes
I think you doubt how simply
incredible you actually are. If
anything, I don't deserve you.
I wish I could've been there for
you last year, like I said. That
will never happen again. I'll
always be here for you, even
when you don't want me.
I can't believe your parents thought
it was me. Did they really think I
would leave you in that condition?
Never, Rosalie. I would never. I
hope they still don't believe that.
Your parents are like my second
family, if they didn't like me, I
don't think I could stand it.
They're yours.
rosalie creevey - September 18, 2007 04:14 AM (GMT)
As he let go she moved her hand to the crook of her elbow and leaned against his arm. She watched his quill move but not the words he was writing. Finally he passed the note back to her and she looked.
I'll hold you to that Malcolm Goldstein.
No more running away from either of us
from here on in. (Not to say you ever ran.)
I think they thought you were the only
person I'd ever set my eyes on. Actually,
you were. I don't know why I did it.
Something screwed up in my brain,
I suppose. I know part of it was doubt
that we'd ever happen... so I was looking
for your replacement. Never found him either.
No one could ever fill your shoes.
Rose passed it back before she sat up straighter in her seat and kissed him lightly on the lips. It felt good to do that in front of people, after years of imagining it, of course. malcolm goldstein - September 18, 2007 04:28 AM (GMT)
Malcolm was slightly surprised as her lips pressed into his, but he happily accepted them. His hand lightly brushed her cheek as they kissed briefly. Malcolm couldn't get enough of being able to do that finally, and it's really all he wanted to do.It's a deal. Never again.
I wish you would have realised
that sooner. I think I've known
that I was in love with you since
the day you asked me to kiss
you and ran away. Didn't you
ever wonder why I never dated
anyone? The only girl I ever
wanted was you.
That could never change.
He passed the note back to her, and then wrapped his arm around Rose's waist and pulled her against his side. Malcolm's cheek rested happily against the top of her head. This was his idea of perfection. rosalie creevey - September 18, 2007 02:42 PM (GMT)
Rose grinned up at him before reaching out for the note. Pulling it close to her she started responding as best as she could without moving from his arms.
I would've said something sooner
if I had known it would've been
reciprocated as fiercely as it is.
Then again we've both never really
been forthcoming induviduals.
I knew I loved you that day too.
That's why I ran (again), I didn't
want to scare you away with my
passion. Which was incredibly subdued
for such a long time.
Rose slid the note back to him before she looked up and smiled. She didn't even notice how separate from everyone else they had made themselves, that was because there was no one else but him. malcolm goldstein - September 19, 2007 06:07 AM (GMT)
Malcolm opened the note and read it. He paused for a minute, considering how best to respond. It didn't matter, he decided, because whatever he wrote meant he would have to untangle his arms from her and that was something her certainly didn't want to do. Without thinking about what he was doing, he pocketed the parchment they had scrawled all over and wrapped his other arm around Rosalie. Nuzzling his nose in her hair, and near to her ear, he decided to speak what he felt instead of write.
"Damn us and our reserved ways," Malcolm whispered, his smile heard in his voice. "I love you." And it felt, to him, that there was nothing else left to say.