𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐓.

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❝OUR FEELINGS ARE PLATONIC. ❞

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 :

› MENTIONS OF SEXUAL HARRASSMENT.

› MATURE LANGUAGE.

PLEASE DO NOT READ IF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE OR MAY UPSET YOU IN ANY WAY.

COMFORT

"SARAYO!" Melody exclaimed, chasing after Milo. He was acting like he couldn't hear her, rushing through the hallway, hoping his feet could carry him faster than he could ever go. He would tilt his head to the side, catching a glimpse of her behind him, hearing the clatter of her shoes behind him. The pace that she was going, kept getting increasingly faster by the second, the presence of her was getting closer by the second.

Ignoring Melody was going to be hard for him, he could tell she was determined to do whatever she could, to get whatever she wanted. The only idea he had, was to distance himself from her, thinking that, maybe, she would give up. Milo knew it had only been around a day since he found out that Draco would be continuing the bet, but this time, he was more ruthless when he had been talking about it.

Milo knew that when Draco had gotten angry, at the beginning of the year, that he had already began to grow attached, though it was one day, he knew that Draco never usually had anyone like Melody in his life. Milo knew that Draco would push people away who tended to get close to him, this was one of the way he was going to push her away, by breaking her heart.

"Sarayo!" Melody yelled out once again, she was only a couple feet away from him, his pace had not slowed down one bit, still going frantically fast.

"God damn it, Milo." She grabbed his shoulder harshly, the tip of her fingers were digging into a skin; his body leaned back from the sudden action, tumbling over his feet. Melody turned his body around, pushing the top of his chest, right below his shoulder, looking at him with an angry and upset expression.

Milo's breathing had begin to hitch, his adams apple was bobbing everytime he swallowed hardly. When his brown eyes looked into her green ones, he could sense the hurt in them; guilt began to impact his body, coming in like a wave that clashes against the rocks on a stormy day.

"Why have you been ignoring me?" He couldn't bring himself to speak up, he opened his mouth, but he felt mute. No words would come out, it was like the silencio charm had been set onto his body; no matter how much he wanted to talk, nothing would escape his mouth. "Well." She crossed her arms. "Did I do something wrong?"