Matheo Riddle Imagines

Just hold me pt. 2

I was in shock for a second since this had disrupted my anxious spiraling while being zoned out. "I'm so sor-" I began while looking up from my shoes to see who I was looking at. I only stopped before finishing my sentence when I saw who it was.

Matheo Riddle, perfect. Just who I needed right now, a bully. Just seeing him made me force my head down. Though I had never really personally interacted with him, and I didn't want to base my whole opinion around him on rumors, I still thought it best to be cautious. "Sorry" I finally finished my sentence a little quieter than when I had started it.

"Oh uh, it's fine" he said awkwardly. I was a little to shocked to move, not just from Matheos presence, just in general. I don't know if he felt the same way, but he didn't move either.

We stood like that for a little, and though we were silent, and awkward, it didn't feel weird. It felt, almost comforting in a way.

I flinched a little when Matheo let out an almost annoyed sigh. He didn't sound like he was annoyed with me, it sounded almost like he was angry with himself.

About another second after his sigh, he surprising, and gently, grabbed my wrist and carefully pulled me into the girls bathroom. I was in shock and could find the strength to resist. He pulled us into the big stall and locked the door.

"What are you doing? You shouldn't be in here and I need to get back to lunch." I said more confused than angry. "I just-", he began. Once again he sighed, sounding angry with himself.

Before I knew it, I felt a warm embrace. The sudden touch made me close my eyes. I then opened them to see if what was happening was actually real. It was, Matheo Riddle was hugging me.

At first it was odd, he didn't seem like a hugger, and especially not one to hug strangers. But slowly as I realized he wasn't planning on letting go anytime soon, I allowed myself to melt into it.

What was wrong with me? And why was he hugging me? I don't even know him and he probably doesn't know me.

My head was filling with questions and I was once again becoming overwhelmed. I don't know if he knew what was going on, but Matheo tightened his grip on me. Suddenly all those thoughts melted away and I began to feel... safe.

The safer I felt and the more I let myself feel anything, the more I just wanted to burst into tears and let everything out. I knew that wasn't fair to put on Matheo , especially since he was a stranger who for all I know is doing all of this on a dare.

I couldn't hold it in anymore. Using the little bit of restraint I had left up, I just exploded. I decided to hug him back, holding on like he was all I had left and was about to leave me. I just started crying and taking advantage of this random kindness and the hug it brought me that I needed more than I had realized.

A/N: I don't think I'm gonna continue this one cause it's kinda depressing and I started it when I was having a bad day and now I'm just kinda bored of it. Sorry! But I promise I'll try and have a more consistent writing schedule and I'll write more, less depressing short story things. Thank you to anyone who's reading! <3