7 Minutes of Sadness

16- Reading

Language Warning.

--Lake, Monday Night--

After a while of talking, crying, and me mentally screaming to myself. I decided to try and calm us both down with a good book.

•'Why should I? It's like when I fell from that tree in Ellison Park. I just lay there. I should have stayed under that tree forever.'

I had started from the beginning because Potter hadn't read any at all, so.

He seemed to be enjoying it. He.. Cuddled up to me and I had my arm around him.. I don't think he even realized. It was...

Ugh.

I guess I could take some time while he's reading to think about this a little.. I need to sort out my thoughts..

...

I.. Potter was... He...

I couldn't like him. Never. For mine and his safety. We would never be together. We would..

We would never be together...

Fuck.. FUCK. Why does saying that hurt so much.. Ugh..

I Can't like him. I don't like him.

I.. But.. He's so cute cuddled up like that..

...

No. Please, no. I..

Harry: Malfoy?

Draco: Huh? Yeah?

Harry: You okay?

Draco: Yup! Perfectly fine.

We locked eyes. I got lost in the emerald eyes in front of my face.

Harry: Okay..

Shit shit shit. What.. what the hell is this? I got fucking butterflies. Bloody hell.

*Harry's Pov*

•'I don't know why I'm always so nervous, other than the fact that I'm always nervous and I just got thrown to the ground by a burnout who happened to be-'

I realized Malfoy had let go of the book. I looked up at him and he had a weird look on his face.

Harry: Malfoy?

Draco: Huh? Yeah?

Harry: You okay?

Draco: Yup! Perfectly fine.

We stared at each other.. His eyes were a beautiful shade of silver.
I snapped back into reality when I noticed I was leaning in a little.

Harry: Okay..

I don't think he noticed. Phew.

I continued reading, to distract myself.

...

Wait.. I... I was leaning on him...
I-...
He had his arm around me..
When- What- How-

...

He- Didnt seem to mind..?
He looked like he was reading..
And for his arm to even be around me he would have to be aware of it, right?
But, this happened and I didn't even know...
I'm so confused.

*Draco's Pov*

I looked at him and he looked like he was reading again. Phew.

...

He looked up a little and looked at my arm. Seems like he noticed what was happening.

...

He- Moved closer..?
What the hell..

Does he.. Like me....?

Holy shit.

Yes! This is amazing! I- Wait no- This.. This is terrible..
He could get hurt.. Fuck I..

Draco: Potter.

Harry: Hm?

Draco: It's late, we should get going.

I was going to tell him to get off me but.. I couldn't make myself do it..

Harry: Oh, yeah. We should.

We got up and started walking back.

Harry: Heh. Ron and Hermione are going to be worried.

Draco: Yeah. They'll probably think I killed you or something.

Harry: Haha.. Yeah. What about Parkinson and Zabini?

Draco: Eh.

Harry: Eh?

Draco: They probably wont really care. Well, Blaise won't.

Harry: That's.. sad...

Draco: (Sarcastically) Oh, sorry to damp the mood precious chosen one.

Harry: (Rolling his eyes) Its fine.

...

(•Page 25 'Dear Evan Hansen, the novel'.)

Authors Note

Again. Thank you if youre reading this! It means a lot.
Sorry I don't update a lot.
I wish you every happiness~!

~✨Kris Kringle✨