Trouble with hating a Riddle (Mattheo Riddle fanfic)

Im always here

Bree's POV
"Wait! Bree!" I hear Mattheo yell, I kept walking. He catches up to me and pushes me against the wall so I can't go anywhere.
"What?" I spat, he looks into my eyes.
"She's just.." he starts.
"I get it, Theo. It's okay. I have guy friends too, it's just, I don't know. You've been distant lately and I don't know why, but I'm always here for you no matter what." I say, he sighs.
"Thank you, there's a party tonight if you wanna go." He replies.
"I'd rather just have me and you time." I reply, he smiles. He grabs my hand and runs outside where it was raining. I laugh as he spins me around. When he stops I look him in his eyes.
"I love you, Mattheo Riddle." I say, our first time saying it. He smiles and kisses me passionately.
"I love you too, Bree Finley." He replies and I kiss him even more passionately.

Arya's pov
God, Mattheo. You really feel in love, didn't you? I sigh, staring at him and Bree while he spun her around in the rain. I cross my arms as they kiss, my lips press tight together. This is going to be difficult, but I wouldn't tell Voldemort about their relationship. Mattheo is happy. He deserves happy. I'm going to make sure that they will get back together after all of the shit Mattheo's dad is planing. I know it won't be easy, but I have never seen Mattheo this happy.

Mattheo's POV
" I'm always here for you no matter what."
I sigh as I lay on my brothers bed.
"I love you Mattheo Riddle."
I groan and roll over and scream into Toms pillow.
"I'm always here for you no matter what."
He walks out of his bathroom, toothbrush dangling from his mouth. He takes it out to talk to me.
"Hey, it's for the best, Mattheo. You know what father would do if you didn't listen to him. She'd be..." He says and did dying motion on the neck. Not helping Tom. Not helping.
"I know." I reply, "it still sucks. I finally love someone and now it's gone..." I trail off.
"I love you Mattheo Riddle."
"I love you too, Bree Finley."
"At least you have today." He says, his eyebrows wrinkling in confusion. He has never feel in love, much less felt love from anyone, really. I nod, zoning out again.
"I'll always be here for you..."
"I love you..."

Dinner

"Hey!" She smiles, I fake a smile.
"Hi, love." I reply, sitting next to her. She holds my hand under the table. Arya is sitting on the other side.
"So your new right? Your friends with Theo?" Bree asks. God. I never let anyone call me Theo but when she says it...God. Arya raises an eyebrow. I've known her since she was six. She knows that I don't like being called Theo. But when she says it...
"Yeah. Names Arya. You must be the wonderful girlfriend, Bree, correct?" Arya says, glancing at me. I shift in my seat.
"Mmhm." She smiles, leaning her head on my shoulder.
"Hm." Arya looks at me and excuses herself from the table, walking out of the Great Hall.

Bree's POV

After dinner

"Can we look at the stars?" I ask him. He nods, he's been off. I know stare gazing is something he loves.
"Race you!" I let go of his hand and run to the court yard. I squeal when Mattheo picks my up and spins me around. He puts me down on the damp grass. I lay there, hands behind my head, staring at the night sky. He sits next to me, his hands on the ground behind him, keeping him up.
"I-I got you something." He says, breaking the silence. I sit up and look into his eyes, sitting cross legged. He lets out a big sigh, sitting up.
"Here." He says, reaching into his jacket pocket, handing me a necklace. It was beautiful. I stared at it, making me not notice how nervous he was getting. He rips a piece of grass, fidgeting with it.
"You don't like it. Sorry, I just thought-" I stop him by kissing him.
"No, no, no. I love it! It's beautiful. I'll wear it forever." I say, squeezing my hand. He smiles, a real, genuine smile. The first one I saw in a while.

We love soft Mattheo :)
The necklace: