My best friend- a Draco malfoy imagine

9. I wish he were mine...

My Bestfriend

Chapter 9

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It's been a few days since I read his journal, and I still haven't found out who he likes, I've asked if he did fancy anyone and his reply is the same everytime I ask. "Now why would I fancy any of these slobbish girls in this school y/n? You're the only one I could possibly ever fancy but we're too close and I don't see you like that. now stop fucking asking I don't like anyone Merlin." I don't believe him, cause the girl he was writing about sounded like a dream come true to him, maybe him saying he wouldn't fancy me hurt a bit too, But whatever he'll come clean someday.

we went through yet another horrible practice, Pusey and Bole didn't flirt with me this time but kept purposely chucking the bloody quaffle my way as often as they could. Draco saw how pissed I was getting after a few hours so he finally called quits and told us we could be done for the day.

Did you enjoy practice love? He wrapped his arm around my shoulder making me push him off. First off you stink. Second off No you're lucky I didn't curse them both on the bloody pitch they're pissing me off. Just cause I turn them down they have to act like children? Pathetic honestly. He laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder again. You stink too, deal with it I'm tired and I wanna hold you close to me while we walk k? I rolled my arms and crossed my arms as we walked inside, only to see potter and his friends standing there. Well speak of the devil.   I rolled my eyes at the squeaky voice of the mudblood as she mumbled that. Potter. Weezlebee. Mudblood. I grabbed his arm telling him to come on as he said that. Glad to see you still go for used products malfoy. The redhead snickered as he took his arm off my shoulder pulling away. Nice seeing you all but we really don't have the time- Draco snatched his arm back as I tried to grab it again. Draco come on not today. I groaned as he smirked at them, I knew he wanted to kill him cause of what he keeps saying about me but I honestly didn't care. Everyone always calls me that but I couldn't care less, their options don't phase me on the outside anyway. Listen to your little slag Malfoy. Bye bye. I took a deep breath as Draco swung, hitting him across the jaw and making him fall back. What did I say potter. Keep her name out of your mouth. I swear to god. Draco stood over them and looked back at me, I felt the tears pooling in my eyes as he looked back at him. I'll give you 5 seconds to get out of my face before I fucking kill you all. Potter and his friends all ran away as I started to walk away but Draco grabbed my arm making me jerk my face towards him. Not now malfoy. Not now. His face softened as I jerked my arm away. I'm sorry y/n... I just- I've told him not to talk about you like that and- I stopped walking away and turned to face him from down the hall. It doesn't matter what they call me Draco. It doesn't matter what they think of me, none of it fucking matters okay? The only goddamn thing that matters is weather you can control your anger or not. And clearly you can't... I turned back around and walked away, back to my dorm before I closed the door and let a tear slip down my cheek, between my parents and people at the school, Draco is my only light I have and he's darkening up... and I know it's this bloody tattoos fault because it's happening to me too...

I got out of my clothes before stepping in the shower, the hot water instantly made me feel better as I sat down on the shower floor, I wanted to sleep forever, I was so tired... both mentally and physically... but for Draco's sake I'm staying strong, I'm living for him and him only. I cleaned myself off and went back to my dorm to change only to see Draco laying on my bed with his eyes shut. Get out. I need to change. He jumped up from my bed and looked at me. I don't care. change. but we have to talk. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. Draco go shower we don't need to talk. He laughed, but it wasn't his normal laugh, he was mad about something. What? He walked up to me. Get dressed so we can talk. He walked back over to my bed and sat down. Get your clothes, go into the bathroom and change then get back out here I'm not playing y/n. Christ. He knows how much I hate being told what to do, I always do the opposite of what he says so without dropping eye contact I dropped my towel and crossed my arms. Christ... he mumbled that as looked me up and down. Don't tell me what to do asshole. I walked over to my wardrobe and grabbed new clothes before slipping them on and looking back at him. Now what do you think we need to talk about so badly? His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were dark but he seemed to snap out of it and looked back into my eyes again. Well there's two things actually. One, are you mad at me? About potter? Cause we've been over this a million times and- I cut him off walking closer. I'm upset, not mad. You can't hit him for saying shit about me draco. There has to be a real reason. He looked dumbfounded. A real reason? Someone calling you a slag isn't a real reason? I rolled my eyes. No Draco it's not, i am a slag and you know tha- he jumped up from the bed. No. Don't you even. You are anything but a slag y/n. Now shut the hell up with that shit right now. I jumped slightly as he got closer to me before grabbing my arms and rubbing them softly. You aren't a slag y/n... you've slept with what? 2 people? How does that make you a slag. I looked everywhere by his eyes. I don't know Draco... what was the other thing you wanted to talk about... I heard him suck in a breath. Nothing it didn't matter anyway...Y/n? I looked up at him and saw a slight smirk on his face. Thanks for the strip show too, that lightened the mood a lot. I smacked his arm as he started to laugh. So not funny. You know I hate when you tell me what to do Draco. He started to laugh harder as I pushed his arm. Go shower you really smell. He mocked me and stood up, before kissing my head. Next time warn me before you do that love, cause I wasn't prepared for... that. He winked as I rolled my eyes and he walked into my bathroom. I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding, something about being around him lately is driving me crazy, if we're not fighting or awkwardly walking side by side, we don't really speak. And it's my fault cause everytime I'm next to him I hold my breath in case I say something I regret... something like "I smelt you in potions and I think I'm starting to actually like you more than a friend"...