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HOLY FUCKUNG SHIT NO WAY THIS BOOK HAS 1k READS?? HUH?? SOMEONE PINCH ME THANKYOU SO MUCH OMG HERES A CHAPTER FOR YALL<33

lorenzo berkshire

Every time my I look at her my stomach flutters and I feel like I'm flying.

I haven't asked her to the ball yet which was in two days—I wasn't sure how to. Hell I don't even know what we were.

We haven't really talked about the little make out session. It was awkward between us and I hated it. I don't know what to say—or do.

No one really knew what happened other than Nyx and I knew they could tell something was up.

Blaise puts his fork down, "Alright spill it." He spat. We were in the dining hall for dinner.

I look at him and raise a brow.

"This whole day you and Y/N barely talked so something might have happened," Draco answers

"Mhm and none of you made any remarks." Mattheo adds.

"It's sorta creeping me out." Theo says in a muffled voice full of food. Onyx hits him for talking with food in his mouth to which he flinched.

I hear Y/N chuckle, "Nothings going on guys, we're fine,"

Their heads turns to me.

"She's right, there's nothing between us," I assured.

Mattheo scoffed, "So why haven't you two been talking?"

We looked at each other awkwardly.

"Uh because.." Y/N hesitates, "Yeah you tell them Enzo," she quickly said.

I have her a death glare and felt all eyes on me. I began to sweat under my collar and it's suddenly very hot.

I needed to think of something quick, "You're right. We did have a fight." I gulped. Shit why did I say that?

Draco groans, "What is it about this time?"

My mind went blank and without thinking I said the first thing that came to mind, "How pathetic Y/N was to starve herself for a dress—"

Oh shit.

Draco, Theo, Matt and Blaise stopped eating and looked at Y/N.

Y/N looked at me with a harsh look on her face. I could see tears were starting to form and I regret opening my mouth.

She clenched her jaw.

"Y/N, I'm-" before I could finish my sentence she stood up and left the table loudly.

It was clear she hated my guts and it was fair.

My friends looked at me with disbelief. I turned my gaze at Onyx who was giving me a death glare. She stood up and followed Y/N.

I looked at the boys who shook their heads.

"Well, you fucked up," Mattheo muttered.

I groan and bang my head on the table, "I didn't mean for this to happen. God fucking damn it Enzo!"

"Woah there. That was a shitty move but don't just torture yourself like that." Theo patted my back.

"Enzo why'd you say that?" Blaise asked carefully.

"Because I panicked?"

Draco looks at me, "Why'd you panic for? You admitted you fought,"

I sighed. I had to tell them or they would just think I'm a total jackass.

"I'll explain in our dorm."

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As we got inside our dorm I began to explain—how I got feelings for Y/N, what truely happened—their reaction were;

"Holy shit,"

"No fucking way"

"Was she a good kisser?"

"What the fuck-"

Plus a shit ton of gasp, smirks and patting my back.

After revealing everything I felt free. Like I had just put weight off my back I never knew I had.

I sighed and lay down closing my eyes with my hands on the back of my head.

"So when exactly did you get this feeling?" Theo asked

I smiled remembering that very moment of us, "When we danced in the rain after some butterbeer." I felt the butterflies come back but they were calm not crazy. The memory felt so relaxing and I felt safe.

I groaned, "I fucked up. I regret opening that stupid mouth of mine."

"Mate, you're whipped" Mattheo laughed.

I sat up and looked at him nodding my head seriously.

I smiled, "Yes. Yes I am"

I love Y/N Cameron.

But that doesn't mean I had the right to say what i said. I was being a dick. I had to apologise.

Soon.

As fast as I can.

Especially if I wanted to ask her to the Yule Ball.

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a/n:

short chapter sorry loves<3

Enzo was a dick to burst that out and I fucking wrote him to-

it's all part of the story don't worry ;)

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