FEBRUARY 21. 1999
DRACO MALFOY"Fuck Sage-" I groaned out. "Shh, we'll get caught" She whispered. She began to palm my crotch softly as she left soft kissed on my jawline. Her legs were wrapped around my waist and the wooden chair scraped against the floor.
"In a library?" A voice asked. Sage and I quickly jumped looking up to Pansy. She stood there leaning against a shelf, her arms crossed and a smirk planted on her face.
"No one told me you two were dating" She said. Sage gripped the back of my arm tightly. "We're not-"
"We are. Pansy you seem to be the first to notice. Would you like a reward?" I asked.
"No- should've noticed earlier. Why else would she not be sleeping in her dorm for what seems like two years?"
"Because Pansy, she has better places to be"
"Like with you?" She replied.
"Of course. Always with me" I replied with certainty.
No literally she will always be with me.
Always my sweet Sage.
"Hm...ok. I'm also telling Blaise who is going to tell Edelyn who is going to tell Eren who is going to tell-""Eren?" I asked. "Yes- Eren. The tall boy with blue eyes and brunette hair. Pale skin, the guy you hate because he supposedly acts like a goody two shoes" She teased. I hate hate hate Eren. He could've poisoned the drink he gave Sage at the party. "Oh- Eren he seems pretty cool-" Sage started.
I dug my nails into her thigh causing her to hiss. "Ok I think I should leave now" Pansy insisted. "Yes please do" I replied. Pansy rolled her eyes and began to walk away.
"That hurt" Sage said softly. "Aw, am I supposed to feel sorry for you?" I asked. She furrowed her eyebrows. "Um- anyways so we're dating now?"
"Yes.. all because I said so" I replied.
"Always" she chuckled.
She was finally mine.
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I hate the world. It's a terrible place, filled with terrible people. But, when I met you, I realized that since the world had you in it, maybe it wasn't so bad after all. You make up for all of the hateful people, you make up for every horrible thing the world has shown me. My love, you are certainly one of a kind.
I'd tell that to Sage if I worded it correctly. It'd probably come out as if I were an obsessive crazy person.
I'm not an obsessive crazy person.
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