Medical Səx | Draco Malfoy

Chapter Nine

''It's been months without writing, I was facing some problems. praise God some of them were solved so I could come back here and I'll complete..''

Thanks for your support and for everyone that's still reading this story.

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December 1

''Pansy and her father Jack sent it.''

REMINDER 🚨

I thought Tom Holland sent me the letter so we could escape together from this place, but now I know that Draco wants me.

DAISY'S POV

I don't remember a thing..

Everything is blurry

I just remember his kiss, was that real? Did his skin actually touched mine? His lips were on mine and I felt like a dangerous woman.

I'm fully aware that this is a dark path he's leading me to. I don't want to trust him again I don't want to fall apart.

My parents threw me here and I know he'll break my heart too. I just want to face reality for the fist time I really want to use my brain and just mute my heart. No one is thinking about me, why would they? I will never be that special girl for anyone, especially Draco's.

I am useless unlike Pansy. She has lots and lots of money, friends, protective family and most important she has Draco. She has everything I dream of having.

Now I'll take a big decision, it's hard to breath when I imagine losing this love.

Love, I wonder what this word means! In my own thoughts love means the most wonderful feeling on earth although it leads to difficulties sometimes.

Underneath the dark, cold concrete of the love with it's bleak fluorescent light, I know I'll lean against the wall and put my head in my hands. What was I thinking? Unbidden and unwelcome tears pool in my eyes . Why am I crying? Is it because I am falling in love?

I sink in the ground, angry at myself for this senseless reaction. Drawing up my knees, I fold in on myself. I want to make myself small as possible. Perhaps this nonsensical pain will be smaller the smaller I am.

Placing my head on my knees thinking about him, his voice, perfect eyes.I let the irrational tears fall unrestrained. I am crying over that love I never felt before and scared to lose something I never had. How ridiculous, mourning something that never was my dashed hopes, my dashed dreams , and my soured expectations.

While remembering his talks

''Didn't you get bored talking to me all day?'' He once asked, not knowing that whenever we talk I feel like I'm free in the bracing, cleansing, damp air. Raising my face to welcome the cool refreshing rain. I close my eyes and take a deep breath going back to reality and trying to recover my equilibrium.

No man has ever affected me that way like him, and I cannot fathom why. Is it his looks? His personality? His creativity? I replied to his question ''I'll never get bored if it's you I am talking with you"

I got up then I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair it just won't behave, and damn Draco Malfoy for being the perfect man that I wish to have.

I should be sleeping, yet I am here trying to forget about him and to brush my hair. I roll my eyes in exasperation and gaze at the pale, blond hair man behind me.

"Daisy I am sorry. It took me years to have this promotion."
Draco apologises in his rasping, sore throat voice.

How does he do it?
Above all of this he looks gamine and gorgeous, white blond hair in place and blue grey bright eyes.

"Don't apologize, I am so happy for you Draco." I felt paralyzed.
"Daisy-"

"Oh what a surprise, you're calling me by my name unlike before.
You used to call me by my last name which makes me mad."

"I don't want to make you feel that way."
"Why is that?"
"I just don't want ."
"Why Draco what happened? You used to love seeing pain in my eyes."

"Daisy, do you hate me?"
"I am holding myself back. The sex is amazing, you're wealthy, you're beautiful, but this is all meaningless without your love. And the real heart fail is that I don't know if you are capable of love Draco. "

"I don't EVEN LOVE MYSELF!"
What?
Why?
Why does he feel like that?
How can he feel like that?
His words haunt me.

I close my eyes, imagining his pain, and I can't begin to comprehend it.

I suddenly feel him leaning down and softly kisses the top of my head.
"But Daisy, I haven't finished with you yet."

NOT FINISHED WITH ME YET. There's no way I can do anything now. I am utterly spent and fighting an overwhelming desire to sleep.

I lean against his chest, his cold chest, my eyes are still closed and he's wrapped around me, his arms and legs and I feel...
Safe and also comfortable.

Will he let me sleep, to dream? My mouth quirks I turn my face to his chest and inhale his unique scent.
Oh gosh he is staring at me
Oh crap
I open my eyes and glance up at him.

Yes he's starting down at me.
"Don't." He breathes in warning.

I want to run my tongue through this blond silky hair, kiss him..
"Don't let go Daisy."
"What if I did Draco?"
"I'll spank you. Understand?"

I chuckled "okay I'll never let go"
"Good"
"Don't let go Daisy."
I giggled
"Hey you don't giggle more often."
"I am not a great giggler sir!" I mumble sleepily.
"Oh but when it happens I feel wonder and joy Miss.."
"Very flowery, Mr Malfoy." I mutter trying to keep my eyes open.

I looked at him as his eyes soften and he smiles.
"Well Daisy I'd say you're thoroughly fucked and kn need of sleep."

"Heyy that wasn't flowery ar all Draco!!" I grumble playfully.
He grins and gently lifts me off him and stands, gloriously with his black set."

Soft lips brush across my temple, leaving sweet tender kisses, part of me wants to turn and respond but mostly I want to stay sleep.