I walked to the dormitories to get one of the boxes of condoms and I was thinking about how excited Adrian would be when he saw my 'surprise' for him tonight. I opened the door to my dorm room that I shared with the girls and saw the new girl, Clementine, or whatever her name was, kissing Mattheo.
Mattheo Riddle, who was Taylor's boyfriend. I could tell they were fake dating at first, but somewhere along the way, it became real. At least for her. I saw her eyes light up every time he walked into the room, how much she loved it when they kissed- how much she loved him.
"Mattheo, what the fuck!" I wanted to shriek. Instead, no sound came out, I was frozen to where I was standing. I felt like my stomach was knotting up. And not in the good way. In the 'Oh my fucking god, my best mate's boyfriend is kissing the new girl' way.
"Mattheo, what're you doing?" I asked finally, he pulled away guiltily.
As he should.
"Pansy, I swear it's not what it looks like-" He said frantically. I put my palm up to silence him.
"You are an absolute menace to society. I hope you drop dead, Riddle." I spit with venom, sounding braver than I felt. I knew my hands were trembling, but I didn't care, it was almost like he had cheated on me, but he didn't. Thank god. I double birded the two of them and ran back to the common room. I felt as if I would be sick to my stomach.
"Pansy? Are you okay? You're paler than Draco." Taylor said to me. Octavia rolled her eyes.
"Taylor, we need to talk," I said, taking a deep, shaky breath. "Alone."
"Uh, yeah, sure." She said, with a confused look on her face. She got up from the couch and followed me out of the common room and into the rest of the school. I led her to an unused classroom where the tables and chairs were stacked up together against the back wall.
"So, um- I have to tell you something. And there's a 60% chance you'll think I'm lying." I said, avoiding her eye.
"What is it, Pansy?" She asked, looking concerned. "You're scaring me."
"I walked to our dorm to get the condoms and..." I said, trailing off. She gestured for me to continue. "I saw Mattheo and that new girl, Clemenchow or something. They were snogging." I said, apologetically. I watched her heart break into a million pieces in her beautiful brown eyes.
"You're wrong. You have to be." She said, swallowing hard. I could see her blinking back tears. She sat down against the wall by the door and I joined her.
"Tay, you know I'm telling you the truth," I said kindly. She needed to know the truth, but she didn't need to be heartbroken forever, either.
"He told me he liked me..." She said, talking more to herself than to me. "He kissed me in private..." She whispered. Tears were leaking out of her eyes. I rubbed her arm consolingly, just sitting there with her. I know I still had to meet Adrian, and get ready for the party, but hopefully, he would understand. And maybe beat Mattheo's ass for her. They were friends, after all.
"You can't mope, honey." I said to her, brushing her now tear-soaked hair from her eyes. Her makeup had already gone to the crapper at this point.
"Why not?" She asked, croakily.
"Because that's not going to hurt him. What will, is you looking like the absolute queen you are at the party tonight, living your best life, and not giving a damn about him." And I would make sure he suffered tonight. If it was the last thing I did. She smiled slightly.
"Thanks, Pans." She said to me, smearing her makeup even more with her hand. I grimaced at her.
"Don't thank me yet, Racoon Eyes won't make him hurt. You stay here while I grab my makeup bag." She nodded and I got up from the floor of the classroom. I opened the door and left, going back the way we came.
"Pansy!" I heard Mattheo bark at me. I rolled my eyes and whirled around.
"What?" I snarled at him, balling my hands into fists. I may be shorter than him, by quite a bit, actually. But I was still able to make him flinch.
"Can I please tell you what actually happened?" He asked me.
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Riddle Me This
FanfictionEnemies. That's the first word that comes to mind when you think of Mattheo Riddle and Taylor Ashers, if they even let you think of them both in the same thought, that is. But when forced to fake date, tensions run high and hormones take over. Will...