A/n Yea this Chappie may get a little Graphic, so if you don't like fluff or… close contact? Then you shouldn't read it and wait for the next chapter to be written. I warned you, but I think you'll like it anyway. Thanks for viewing!
Oh, We met over Margaritas
Chapter Two- One Night Stand?
The after-party was still swinging around 3:15 a.m. Some of the guys, including Fred were playing beer-pong in an attempt to get as wasted as humanly possible. Shannon watched, because "She didn't drink much". Oliver and Jennifer found a cozy corner where they laughed and talked. After a while, and a few more Margaritas, they were kissing and running their fingers through each other's hair. They made their way over to the leather couch, where Jen straddled Wood's lap and kissed him intensely. Their lips battled, their tongues became intertwined, both of them wanting to be dominate. Wood rubbed his hands up and down her back, and Jen pressed herself as close as she could get to his chest.
When it was after 4:00 a.m. All the guys started leading their girls to their rooms. Shannon and Fred were already gone, and as the numbers started dwindling Oliver brought Jen to his door. They briefly made out before Oliver had to pull away to fumble with his room key and open the door. They were making out as they walked into the room and Wood shut the door with his foot. Oliver pulled Jen's shirt over her head and she followed suit. Jen felt her small fingers on his muscular back and she was in a moment of pure bliss and passion. Wood carried her to the king size bed in the hotel room and placed her gently on the mattress.
Jen opened her eyes in a room she had never seen before. She started to panic, she tried to remember what happened the night before. Then it all hit her like a sack of bricks. She, she just had a one night stand, With Oliver Wood, The Shooting Stars Quidditch Keeper. So that means, if I turn over, then I'll see a really hot quidditch player in my bed… erm his bed. She rolled over and Wood opened his eyes a little. One arm snaked around her and pulled her body closer to him, he then fell back asleep. Jen stayed awake, she looked at the small digital alarm clock on the bedside table. It read 8:00 a.m. She sighed and snuggled into his chest, if she was going to have a one nightstand, she was at least going to make it last.
When Oliver fully awoke it was 10:15 a.m. and He saw raven black hair fill his vision. He kissed her head and quietly got up and put on a pair of baggy jeans. Jen sat up in bed and covered herself with her sheet. "Sleep well?" Oliver asked Jen, trying to get over the awkward silence that enveloped the room.
She sighed. "I slept well." She fake smiled, there were a million things running through her mind and she wasn't sure what to say. She wasn't sure if she wanted to be a one-night stand. She felt a genuine connection with him last night, and she wasn't sure how he felt about her.
He sighed. He knew this was how it was going to be the morning after. He had been swept up in the excitement, the passion. He didn't want her to fade away into all the other girls that he had slept with, even though they were just a few and he still wrote them once in a while. Wow, this is weird. I always felt weird after I did something like this bit I never felt like I didn't want her to leave… He looked at her, sitting upright on his bed, hair messy and a thoughtful look on her face. He walked over to her and sat down on the bed. "Listen, I really like you. I don't want this to be a one night stand. SO why don't we meet at the London Quidditch Pitch tomorrow at Four. My practice ends at 3:30 so I'll bet ready by the time you get there. Is that all right with you? I can show you how I really give my dates a good time." He smiled hopefully, and Jen seemed to consider the offer carefully. After a while she finally spoke.
"I don't know. I guess I could…"
The next Jen wandered over to the London quidditch pitch at around 2:00. She saw the Red and Yellow uniforms and realized that was Wood's team practicing. She walked down the aisles until she found a seat behind the goal posts. The entire stadium was empty, and she was quiet and she never took her eyes off of the three metal rings lined up in front of her. Wood, his back to her, watched the opposing chasers carefully; she guessed the team was scrimmaging amongst each other. For each shot that was made, and there were near twenty from the time she showed up, he saved fifteen, which were not bad odds at all. She nearly burst with pride, why she wasn't sure. She watched him for an hour and a half when the captain blew the whistle and practice ended. Oliver flew over to George and Jon when they pointed in her direction. Wood then hopped on his broom and flew over to the stands to where she was sitting.
"How long have you been here, Jen?"
"A while." She grinned at the confused look on his face. He's cute when he thinks.
"Really?" Oliver said. He simply could not believe that she was here. He hadn't thought she even show up. But she was here, and he smiled broadly. "I have to go get changed. Will you wait here for me?"
"Oh, that's no problem. I'll wait." She grinned at him and his insides turned to mush. He started to walk away and turned back to look at her.
"Thanks For coming Jen." They exchanged smiles again and Wood walked off, happier than he had been in a while.
"Well, are you coming on or what?" Wood grinned, as she was hesitant t climb on the back of his broom with him. He offered her his hand, and she took it. She swung her left leg over his Nimbus 2001and straddled the broom. When she was holding on Wood kicked off of the ground, and Jen clung to him tightly. Shannon and Fred were following behind them, because they were going to double date. Shannon was clinging to Fred, and she looked over to Jen and smiled brightly. As the four flew over the London skyline (courtesy of an averting spell to keep muggle eyes away from them), Jen watched all the people below them scurry along the streets like tiny ants. She sighed and pulled herself closer to Oliver's muscular back. Oliver smiled inwardly and leaned forward slightly to make his broom gain speed. "You know Jen, we could have apparated there, but that takes all the fun out of flying." Oliver joked, and Jen responded by kissing his neck gently.
Oliver's Point of View-Wait until she sees where I'm taking her, she would never guess that we're going to a muggle amusement park, I hope that she will enjoy herself. Eh, I'm sure she will, after all, I love this place. They have the best candy, and a great view of the countryside when you're on the Ferris wheel. I love that new Roller Coaster that they put in. :He feels Jen's body pull in closer to his back: Wow, she's perfect, just… perfect.
End POVA/n All right guys, that's the end of this chapter, if it was to short please forgive me. If you are actually taking the time to read this than I would like to say that I enjoy getting reviews, not because I like to hog them, but because I like to read what people think I should do to make this better. Also, I am going to fix the team that Oliver plays on, most of the fanfiction that I have read say that he plays for Puddemere United, and so, me being clueless as to what team he plays on, am changing it to that team as soon as I can. Once again, I want to thank you for reading this, and please review. It only takes a second, and I love reading them…