I couldn't help but shift my eyes to Mattheo. How can someone who is so caught up in themselves and psychotic be so.... beautiful?
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Bella Malfoy, finds her self caught in a deal with the one and only Mattheo Riddle. She does everything in her w...
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Bella:
Warmth. We all crave warmth. Fire, blankets, drinks but most importantly, bodies. having someone beside you, warming you up, holding you, inflaming your body with every touch. I never understood the desire for someone to be there with you. I never understood how people would tear themselves into shreds just to be comforted.
"Bel?" Mary breaks my train of thought.
"hmm?" I nod in response as I continue writing whatever professor Snape had been rambling on about. Mary has this concerned, scared look on her face. it had been two days since the whole Draco and Mattheo ordeal in the Slytherin common room. Words spread faster that forest fires in Hogwarts.
"Are we going to talk about it?" Mary whispers to me as she moves her chair closer to mine. I knew exactly what she was talking about. The "date".
"no" I whisper back.
"What are we whispering about?" Enzo suddenly scoots his chair closer to Mary. Thank Godrick that the bell went off. I look to my side and there he is staring back at me as i quickly grab my books and break eye contact as I leave the class. As if the gods were praying on my downfall I bumped into Fred the moment I step out of Snape's class. He quickly pulls me to a side as I mentally groan.
"Can we talk?" he says directly as his eyes stare deeply into mine, his left hand fidgets with his quill. I think for a second whether this would do more damage than give me closure.
"There's no need Fred, I like you but not in the way you want me to like you and I snapped at you, I'd say I hope we still end up being friends but you'd probably not like that" I say trying to end this conversation before the group realizes I'm missing, or worse Mattheo. Fred lets out a a hearty chuckle and I become completely baffled to say the least. I look at him with a puzzled look on my face. He only smiles down at me an then spits out an 'excuse me' when I glare at him.
"I'd love to be friends Bel, and I'm sorry I said those rude things about you I didn't mean it I'm just not used to rejection, which isn't an excuse." he explains "you don't have to explain yourself I overstepped" he blurts out. A grin plastered my face when i hear those words come out of his mouth. Relief is an understatement of what I'm feeling right now. We talked and hugged and I walked off to the library so I could get some book for the assignment Snape had set today. I walked quietly past everyone smiling at anyone who smiled at me or I recognized.
i quickly find the book i was looking for and check it out. most people were either in the library or doing some after school activity. I knew no one was going to be in the common room so i decided it would be smart to just sit there and study. peacefully. hopefully?
I quickly find my spot in the corner of the common room and pull out my parchment and quills. I quickly get to work, not paying any of my senses to my surroundings.
