Toxic Love~ D.M

~chapter 11~

Smut Warning :)

The next day classes went super fast. I wasn't really paying attention in them. Although i had to sit next to Malfoy in Potions. He was super quiet which was not normal. Maybe me yelling at him got the idea through his thick skull. 

After class i was standing by the wall when Lorenzo came up to me. "Hey Paris" he says smirking as he leans up against the wall. "What do you want Lorenzo" i say annoyed. "Well i never got to explain why i did what i did" 

"Seriously i don't need to hear this right now. If you'll excuse me." when i start to walk away he roughly grabs my wrist and pulls me back. "Lorenzo stop your hurting me" i say as i struggle to get out of his grasp. 

"Get your filthy hands off of her!" i hear someone say then the next thing i know, i see Malfoy punch him to the ground. When Malfoy stands up i heard him mutter something. "If you ever touch her again, i'll do more than throw one punch. Don't think i wont". Malfoy leads me outside to sit down on one of the benches outside. 

I look down at my wrist and notice the purple bruises starting to form on my wrist. "Did he hurt you" Malfoy says grabbing my wrist. I tried to hide the bruises from him but it didn't work, he noticed them. "Im gonna kill him" he says starting to get up from the bench but i immediately pull him back down. "Just stop, don't make this worse" he nods slowly showing me he agrees. "Can i ask why you care, why the sudden interest and protection of me?"

"It's not just you. No guy should every lay his hands on a girl like that. And not everything is about you Paris, i defended you because it was the right thing to do, not because i care about you." he says getting up to leave. Ouch. Hearing him say he doesn't care about me hurts in a certain way. 

I was starting to think he changed but he always reverts back to his original ways. 

*Draco's Pov*

"I defended you because it was the right thing to do, not because i care about you." i say to her, then getting up to leave. When i'm walking to corridors i keep thinking how stupid that was. God Malfoy why do you always need to lie. Lie, lie, lie thats all you do. Of course you care about her or else you wouldn't have defended her against that douche. 

Which he deserves everything coming to him after what he did to her. 

Watching her over the past few weeks sparked something in me. Her laugh, her smile. My hatred towards her has blinded it all along and i've never noticed it till now. Anyone who hurts her or lays a finger on her is dead. 

When i said that to her i can see the pain in her eyes. After everything she's been through i had to hurt her more. 

Walking back to my dorm, i try to convince myself to snap out of it. You know you can't be with her. You know where your future lies, being a death eater. The though of it makes me sick. Being under the control of The Dark Lord. Obeying to his every request. But I know i have no choice, and i'm not gonna hurt her in the process of it. She has no idea how strong she is and i can't let. her get discovered by the dark lord.

Come on Draco. Stay. away. from. her.

*Paris's Pov*

After me and Malfoy's little talk i had no motivation to continue classes for the day, so i went back to my room. When i made it to the common room i muttered the password and made my way in. When i got there Blaise, Mattheo, and Draco were all in there sitting on the couches.

Great i muttered to myself. I held my head down not wanting any of them to notice the tears rolling down my cheek. 

"Hey Paris, care to join us" Mattheo says holding up a bottle. 

"uh no thanks i think i'm just gonna head to my dorm." i say with shaking voice due to me crying. He must have noticed something was wrong because he noticed he was following me to my dorm. 

"Mattheo listen i'm fine ok." When i turn around to face him he connected his lips to mine, sending shivers through my body. 

"Whoa sorry Paris i-i don't know what i was thinking." 

"Do it again." i say not thinking. I was so upset and mad at Draco and this was the perfect thing to take my mind off of him. 

Once i gave him permission to kiss me again he didn't hesitate. He made his way down my neck, to the top of my breast sucking lightly. His right hand grabbed my breast squeezing it and rolling my nipples between his fingers. 

All of a sudden i felt his hand go down further and further till he reached my underwear, pulling them down. Once he did he wasted no time and inserted his middle finger slowly. My back arched and the walls of my pussy clenched around his fingers. 

I threw my head back on the pillows from the pleasure and feeling his fingers curl up hitting my g-spot. His thumb rubbed my clit gently sending shivers down my spine. 

"Fuck Mattheo keep going, don't stop" i pleaded waiting to cum. "I-Im close." i moaned squeezing my eyes shut. The second i said that my orgasm ripped through my like a tsunami. Mattheo then looked me in the eyes and took his middle finger in his mouth and sucked it clean, 

"Open" he demanded and i obeyed. I opened my mouth for him and he stuck his ring ringer in my mouth and i tasted myself. 

Once we were all cleaned up we both put our clothes back on not saying one word to each other. "Is it going to be weird between us now Mattheo, because i don't want it to be."

"Of course not princess" he says winking at me. "Care to head down to the Great Hall with me for dinner." i say as i fix my hair. He nods in response and we both made our way down. When we made it to the common room there was no one there. Which suggested they were all eating dinner. 

Me and Mattheo both got looks thrown at us as we were walking in together but i just ignored them. "What in fuck's name took you too so long." Blaise says eyeing us both. 

"Oh nothing we just... talked" Mattheo says smirking at me. No one said anything to us after that we just all ate our dinner and talked about random stuff. The boys liked to talk about girls of course, meanwhile Liza was telling us stories about her and Cedric's relationship. I stayed quiet the whole time, and i noticed Malfoy was to.

When i looked over at him he looked very angry. I couldn't help but wonder if he caught on to Mattheo's little "stutter" when Blaise asked where we were.

I hope he didn't, if he did, I don't even want to imagine how mad he would be.