Tell Me You Hate Me || •Theodore Nott•

No Fucking Way

**degrading, spitting, rough sex**

Callista's POV

"Callista!" Turning my head around trying to figure out the voice calling my name over the blaring music, I see Pansy running up to me. I still couldn't wrap my head around her being an assassin for 4 years now and not once saying anything to me. I was her best friend, she could've trusted me with that information. I need to get over it though, it was an agreement she made and I've made the same one but maybe we can talk about it together now.

"Pans, what's up?" Fastening my heel and putting my leg down onto the ground, I turn around to her grabbing my arms and shaking me slightly, squealing in my face with excitement. "No way babe!" Furrowing my brows I look at her confused. Opening my mouth slightly to ask what she meant before cutting me off. "You're an assassin now too." Pulling me closer towards her, her lips meet my ear whispering those words into it. She pulls me back from her and I notice how giddy she is jumping in excitement.

"Ye-yeah. I thought we weren't suppose to talk about it? I mean you hid it from me for 4 years." 'Fuck Callista why'd you say that? You're going to make her feel like shit now.'  Her hands drop down to her sides but still giving me a toothy bright smile, she lifts her arm and grabs my jaw trying to get me to focus on her. Darting my eyes up and down her face, she holds my jaw tighter pulling my head up and I focus onto her honey eyes that are focused onto my blue ones.

"Don't be mad at me babe. It's what I had to do. You know that now don't you? It was nothing personal...I really wanted to tell you." With sincere eyes and a low tone seeping from her lips, I look at her while releasing the tension I had built up in myself, calming into her grip and her words. "I- I know. I don't know why I said that because I understand. I think everything is just still hitting me. I'm sorry." My voice lowering to meet her pitch and my hands reaching up to grab her face, holding her cheeks between them and rubbing my thumb along one.

"Don't apologize. I should be and I am so sorry. I'm just so glad we get to work together now and I don't have to hide anything from you baby." Releasing her once tight grip from my jaw, she moves her hands to mine, holding them against her face and leans forward, lips brushing against mine gently. "You still love me right?" Lips brushing against mine, feeling everyone letter from her words against my lips, I give her a short nod.

Eyes darting between each other's she leans in and connects our lips together. One short kiss but I could still feel how soft her plump red lips are. Pulling away from me and releasing my hands from her face, dropping her own to her side, she turns around to head out of the changing room. "Oi Callista. Your man from the other night is here again also." Furrowing my brows in confusion, I then realize exactly who she meant...curly brown haired pissed man.

"He didn't bring Draco this time though, how rude of him." Rolling my eyes so far back into my head, I look back at her and give her a short breathy laugh. "Oh so we're on first name basis with him now?" Fixing my boob and adjusting my top for my school girl outfit, she rolls her eyes back at me and bites her bottom lip. "Don't be jealous now babe. You are the one that fucks me almost every night anyways."

And screaming my name. He definitely has competition.

Laughing at words and my own thoughts, she turns back around and I walk towards her quickening my pace to meet up with her in the doorway. Slapping her ass as we make it out to the floor she turns around with a little jump, smiling at each other she wiggles her index finger side to side at me. "Have fun and be safe tonight." "Of course silly, I can take care of myself. I've been an assassin for 4 years anyways."

Rolling my eyes at her once again, I walk off towards the bar to try and find Eric. Scanning my eyes across the bar area, I don't see him. He was suppose to be working tonight but I guess I'll just let him find me later.