the sink hole of loving you //mattheo riddle

Chapter 8

I wake up to a pair of arms cradling me. I look over to see Mattheo still sleeping. I don't know if I've ever actually seen him while he's asleep. If we ever slept in each other's dorms because of a late movie night or something, he was always up way before me, or just didn't sleep at all. I knew that he had bad nightmares, so most of the time he wouldn't bother going to sleep. My heart always hurt for him, when he mentioned some of the lasting effects of having such a defective family. His dad, a mass murderer, and his mom in azkaban. Most holidays he spent at Hogwarts, but on the rare occasion that he accepts help from others, he has come home with me. Maybe I can convince him to always come with me, now that I have another method of persuasion. My parents love it when he comes to our house for the holidays. My mum is a muggle and my father is a wizard, so he knows somewhat about mattheo's parents. He always says he doesn't really know who they are because he doesn't keep up with the wizarding news, but i think he does know, and just says he doesn't to avoid worrying my mother, and to make sure mattheo doesn't feel uncomfortable. Mattheo begins to stir next to me, and slowly opens his eyes. "Morning gorgeous," he says, smiling. "Good morning," I answer, snuggling into him. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his around my waist. I bury my face into the crook of his neck and sigh. "Are you okay?" he asks softly. "yeah, just worried about what to say to draco today" "why?" he asks. " I stood him up. kinda. i sent him a quick text last night like an hour after, that i couldn't come but- ''claire" he tries to move me so he can look at me, but i keep my head down. "Will you look at me?" I slowly meet his eyes and he moves so our foreheads are touching. "It'll be okay. I promise. I'll be right there the whole time. And don't worry, we all know i can throw a much better punch than malfoy can" i smile." I mean I hope so, or else I might have to dump you and go beg Malfoy to take me back" I say teasingly. He gasps. " You wouldn't dare," he says, narrowing his eyes. "oh i would" i say staring back into his eyes. All of sudden he's on top of me. He bends his head down and hovers above my lips. (I'm starting to notice this is a thing that he does) I close my eyes, but instead of kissing me, he starts tickling me.
I try to push him off, but he just starts tickling me more. I'm laughing so hard I can't breathe by the time he stops.When I look over at him, he's laughing too, making me smile. "What was that for?" I ask. "for saying you were gonna leave me for malfoy" he answers putting his finger under my chin and tilting it up. I smirk. "I have a question for you Claire," Mattheo says. " Okay" I answer nervously. He leans closer so I can feel his breath on my eyelashes. I look up into his eyes. "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asks. "hmmmm. I might have to think about that and get back to you-" his lips cut me off with a sweet soft kiss. I sigh against his lips. "Of course I'll be your girlfriend mattheo." I look up to see him smiling. "I love you," he says, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. " I love you too." " I should probably go back to my dorm," he says, ruining our moment. I make a pouty face. "No," he says, whining. "Don't make it harder for me to leave." he kisses my pouty lip. "I'll see you at breakfast" "not before?" I ask pouting again. " No offense," he says, " but I don't think you can get ready that fast." He kisses me again, dissolving my pout. "And what if i did, hypothetically speaking get ready faster than i ever have before, and i meet you at your dorm before breakfast and then we can go together?'' I ask, kissing him again. "I'll believe it when I see it," he answers, smiling against my lips. He kisses me again. " Wait for me?" I ask pouting yet again. "You know I can't resist your face. Especially your pouty face." he says, kissing me again. "It's the cutest freaking pouty face I've ever seen."
He kisses me again.
longer.
slower.
sweeter.
"I really gotta go." he murmurs against my lips. "I'll meet you at your dorm" I say, kissing him again. "bye" he says, kissing me one last time before leaving. After he leaves I sit there for a second taking in the events of the night before and this morning. I made out with my best friend, and then he held me all night. Then we kissed even more this morning. I told my best friend that I loved him last night, and it was probably the best decision I've ever made.