Y/n's POV
As I walked into Matt's room I didn't really know what to feel, I felt bad for him, I felt worried, I also felt a little bit scared at the sight.
There were bottles on and around Matt's bed, there was a bruise on his jaw, blood on his face and shirt, it looked like he got a bloody nose, Jesus how hard did Draco hit him? his hair was all messed up and he was shaking a lot.
"Sup, here to accuse me of something I didn't do?" He asked me, I could tell by his voice and the way he looks that he's drunk or high, or a mix of both honestly.
"What happened to you?" I asked him ignoring his question,
"What the hell do you think?" he cried out,
"Dude, I was just asking, chill," it was scary seeing him like this, usually when he's drunk he isn't all pissed off, he's more...funny, I know he would never physically harm me but I do feel a little unsafe right now.
He fell back onto his bed and sighed. I slowly and carefully gathered the few empty bottles of firewhiskey and threw them away along with a used blunt that was on his nightstand burning it a little bit.
"Matt," I said, he ignored me, "Mattheo," I said louder and more clearly. He sat up and stared at me,
"What?" He said,
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," he swirled around the almost empty bottle of firewhiskey that was in his hand and he was about to take another drink but I snatched it from him, "hey, give that back,"
"No, you're done drinking tonight," I said and went into the bathroom in his dorm and poured the amber colored substance down his sink. I went out and opened a window so that it didn't smell like alcohol and smoke, I also sprayed some Febreze. I straightened out his blankets and pillows, I got him a glass of water and made him sit up to drink it.
While he drank it I picked up his dorm a bit. Once all his water was gone he dropped his glass on the carpeted floor and put his head in his hands again. I noticed that there was still a lot of blood on his face so I got a tea towel damp and made him take his head out of his hands and let me wipe the blood off.
"Did Draco do that?" I asked him, he's feeling better now,
"No...I think I did,"
"What?"
"I was pissed and I think I banged my head against the wall and then my nose started bleeding," I didn't really have any words,
"I believe you by the way, I know you would never cheat on Max, Astoria is a cunt we all know that,"
"You believe me?"
"Of course, even before I threatened it out of Astoria I believed you,"
"How did you believe me, even your own boyfriend didn't?"
"Draco may be my boyfriend but you're my brother, Mattheo, we're family,"
"Mhm," he said, I can tell he's about to fall asleep soon,
"Lay down, try to get some sleep," He laid down and I put a blanket over him, his eyes closed shut, I began to whisper, "You probably wont remember any of this in the morning but Max still loves you, I can tell."
"Mm, I love her too, tell her that," He mumbled as he drifted to sleep, I smiled a bit.
"Of course," I knew he couldn't hear me because he was already asleep but it just felt right to say it. I got up from his bed, turned off the light and left his room. When I looked up I saw Draco,
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