TW: teen pregnancy, cuts/wounds, minor language
Y/N's pov:
The boy's had walked in to be faced with none only than their favorite people. Pansy, Kate, and I all squished together downpouring rivers of tears from our bloodshot eyes. My eyes roamed over the cuts and bruises plastered across Mattheo's limp body. I jumped up making contact with Mattheo's hand. "Oh my gosh Mattheo what did you do?" I observed his knuckles. "Beat the hell out of some lousy dump." Mattheo chuckled releasing some tension. Everyone else had gone to sit on the beds. I took Mattheo's arm in my grasp leading him to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet while I gathered the supplies needed to heal his open wound.I could feel him watching my every move. I hated how much his presence affected me. Liquid. A non-solid object is what I was when around him. I set everything down on the countertop still looking for gauze and waterproof tape. "Hey, Draco can you come help me real quick?" I balanced myself on the bathtub edge. I placed Mattheo's hand on my upper thigh to get more access to the cut. The platinum blonde's eyes met mine from the doorframe. "Where are your bandages?" I asked focused on the cut. I heard him rummaging through boxes looking for the bandages. He hopped onto the counter fiddling with the box in his hands. I felt Mattheo observing my structure. I wondered if I should tell them about the active organism living in my abdomen. Don't get me wrong, I want to. I really do but part of me thinks they would leave me for his doing. I wrapped his hand up cautiously before returning it to his lap. We locked eyes for a split second. I could get lost in the majestic story behind them. I stood up putting everything back. Draco stopped me grabbing my hands. "I've got it, love." God, I loved that ferret. Although I would never admit it, I enjoy his company. I walked back into the room. "We had to cut the arm off. Fingertips to elbow." They all looked at me with similar expressions. "Just kidding yall he still has both arms, for now." I laughed plopping down beside Theo and Enzo. "You sick bitch." Enzo snorted. Tom laughed. "Did the Riddle actually laugh in his own will?" I asked propping myself up on my elbows. "Don't ruin it, love." Tom chuckled. As everyone caught their breath, I wondered if I should tell them about the baby incident. Pansy noticed my expression change. 'Only if you're ready. If you aren't that's fine. When you are in here.' she smiled at me. I love talking through minds. At one point or another, it has definitely saved us. 'I think I want to..' I replied. 'Whenever your ready love' I don't know how it's even possible to love someone as much as I do her. If we aren't married by 30, we're marrying each other. I cleared my throat catching everyone's attention. "Bitch gimme a second I'm not ready yet.." I said putting a hand on my chest. Everyone chuckled. Okay, I'm doing this. I'm really doing this. "Before I say anything just know it wasn't a planned decision and I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anymore.." Enzo looked at me. "I don't think anything could drag me away from you." I rubbed my temple before speaking. "I'm pregnant.." I stared a hole through the door waiting for someone to react. Draco looked at me. "Imma be the best uncle anyone could ever ask for.." Draco said smiling while pretending to cry with one hand over his heart nodding his head. I giggled. "Bitch who is you? I am already the best so get in line.." Enzo said wrapping his arms around me. "Oh, girlypop's yall both wrong that baby gonna love me most..." We spent the rest of the night laughing our asses off and actually shitting bricks. If I had to choose, this night was definitely going down in the books..
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a endless cycle - yn x mattheo riddle x tom riddle
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