Harry Potter One Shots :)

11. "Fine" *viktor*

Can I just he doesn't get enough credit.. ilhim anywaysss..
requested by: perpetually_dreaming

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Viktor's POV:
'I'm in love..' he thought as he saw you laughing. You two had grown close over the last year and about two months ago he gained the courage to ask you out. It must of been kind of funny seeing this proud full, arrogant, celebrity, get nervous asking a girl on a date. But he didn't care he was head-over-heels in love. You continued laughing at what he had said.
"No way! You gave up in the maze because you got scared?!" You laughed even harder. Quickly writing it down.
"Why'd you write that down?" He asked curious.
"So I can remember silly." He laughed and pecked you on your lips. He was gonna make sure he was never gonna let you go...

Your POV:
I feel horrible. He's a great guy but not for me. Poor Viktor had no idea that you had been faking the whole time. You were a 'collector' you liked to say. However, that meant leading on and 'dating' famous people. You never expected to get attached though. And so this is what you kept telling yourself. He's not the guy for me... but you knew you were lying to yourself. He looked at you in adoration. I have to tell him. You thought. Your expression turned sour.

"What's up?" He asked confused.

His goofy smile... his precious hair , that had grown out messy... his big brown eyes... I can't. He'll never know. You quickly smiled.

"Nothing." You said, lying through your teeth.
He raised an eyebrow. "You sure?" He looked at you.
No.
"Yup, I'm fine." You hated that word and any girl or woman knew what fine meant. Thankfully he didn't catch on.

"Ok..." he said concerned.

~~~time skip brought to you by George's left ear~~~

Shirts.

Shorts.

Jeans.

Shoes.

Toiletries.
You were taking off to America. You couldn't handle hurting him. Hurting him, hurt you. Unbeknownst to you, he was leaning on the door. He had the key to your apartment.

"Where are you going?" He asked smirking.

If he only knew...

"Oh! Hi! I'm just leaving for a little while..." moving in front of your bags to hide the signed broom you were going to sell to get money for a new apartment in the US.

"Mhm..." he said sadly. "How long?" He asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Not too long.." you tried to smile. A thousand memories washed over your mind of leaving guys you had fallen for before, but none had stung this bad.

"Well, you know I'll miss you.. and.. I- I love you." He looked down nervously.

Why...no..

Your heart Dropped. You turned quickly, hiding the tears threatening to spill. " I can't..."

His heart stopped. "Why- why?" His voice broke halfway through.
You walked up to him and cupped his face in your hands.

"I'm sorry." He glanced behind you. He saw the broom.

His POV:

No.. he was warned about people like this. Who faked caring about you then took advantage of you and left.

"How- how could you?" He said reeling back. Far away from you.

"I'm so sorry. I was trying to-" he couldn't take it.

"Leave." He breathed turning away from you.

"Please-" you said trying to hold him. He shoved you towards the door with your stuff and the broom.

"Now. And take it.. I- I don't care.." he tried not to burst into tears.

I love you...

Your POV:

As you stared at the broom and your things in the airport you finally sat down and let the tears roll down your face.

I love you.
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Bro I hate 12 year old me^ anyyyywaysss yeah I might make this into a part 2 after rereading it lmk what you think.