Matheo Riddle Imagines

You're mine. Pt. 2

It was Matheo.

As much as you just wanted to melt into his arms. You were still mad about what he had said earlier. You took a step forward and broke his grip around you.

Just to make sure it was Matheo, though you were pretty certain, you turned around.

It was.

"What are you doing here?" You asked in an angered tone indicating you were still mad from earlier.

"Enjoying this amazing party, what do you think?" He said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes. "Come on, we're leaving." He said reaching for your wrist. "No." You said pulling your arm away.

He looked a bit shocked. "Excuse me?" He said. "Your excused. And I'm not leaving." You responded. To this he smirked, in almost an impressed way.

"Listen Y/N, I'm trying to move on from what happened earlier and not continue that stupid fight because trust me if I wanted to, I would have brought up you dancing with Blaise a minute ago." He said satisfied with himself. "Am I not aloud to dance with a friend? Or do I need to ask permission or something?" You asked rhetorically. "Well-" he began with a smirk. "Oh get over yourself." You said with an eye roll.

"Listen, I am sorry and we can talk more about this later, but for now it's time for us to go." He said. "Oh really? See I hadn't yet gotten that update" you said annoyed. "And it's funny how I'm the clingy and possessive one, yet you constantly try to control me." You continued.

Matheo grabbed your arm and pulled you toward him aggressively. This brought your faces centimeters apart. "Don't get it twisted Y/N, your mine and we're leaving. Now." He said more as a command than a statement.

He then pulled you by your arm not caring or waiting for any objection from you.

Once you were out of the place the party was held in, you finally resisted and broke Matheos grasp around your arm.

Your ears soon stopped ringing from the change from the past blasting music to the now silence outside. It was also at this moment you realized just how hammered you were, and the adrenaline from dancing that was the only thing keeping you standing seemed to vanish along with your ability to stand.

Just as your legs gave out Matheo grabbed you and supported you until you found your balance. It was then that you remembered you were mad at him. You shook him off of you angrily. "Get off of me" you murmured. "I'm just helping." He said angrily. "Well don't." You snapped back.

"I figured you would be drunk so I called a carriage so we wouldn't have to walk." He said.

A/N: I know they don't rly use carriages in the Harry Potter world but I couldn't think of a better way of transportation...

"Wow, my hero!" You said sarcastically. "My pleasure." He said angrily through gritted teeth.

You both entered the carriage and began your short journey back to Hogwarts.

You looked away from Matheo, and scooched as far away from him as possible. You could feel that he was looking at you, but you didn't give in.

Suddenly you felt something on your thigh. You looked down to see Matheos hand. You moved your leg to try and shake his hand off but this made him tighten his grip. You looked over at him, but he was no longer looking at you. He was looking forward with a blank expression.

You moved your leg again. He tightened his grip again. You let out a frustrated sigh and turned away from him.

After a moment of silence, Matheo randomly spoke. "You can't blame me for wanting to touch you, that dress/outfit (whatever you prefer) is messing with my head." He said coldly with the slightest bit of passion in his voice. "And I don't like you dancing with Blaise. You're mine and mine only." He said angered by the thought of you dancing with Blaise.

"At least Blaise doesn't think I'm clingy and annoying." You mumbled. Matheo let out a sigh. "Listen, I'm sorry." He began. "You're not clingy or annoying or overly possessive. If anything I am." He began to trace circles using the thumb from the hand that was gripping your thigh. "I just don't like you being with Blaise and I was frustrated." He finished. You continued to not look at him.

He gently grabbed your face and turned it towards him. "Please look at me," he said. You turned your eyes so you did not have eye contact with him. He tucked your hair behind your ear (sry if your hair is to short or something to tuck behind your ear...). He rested his hand on your jaw and caressed your face.

"I'm sorry y/n, I want us to be able to work through this, together." He said kindly. He was hardly ever sensitive, and you could tell he was being genuine. You sighed in defeat and looked at him. He stared into your eyes deeply, and you could feel your harsh gaze soften. "I'm sorry too." You said. "I shouldn't have danced with Blaise and gotten so dramatic in the first place." You finished.

Matheo leaned his head in and rested his forehead on yours and whispered, "I love you." You couldn't help but smile a little. "I love you too." You said. To this he smiled widely.

He then moved his head back and said, "good, now come closer to me, I can't stand being so far away from you." He looked into your eyes deeply with the slightest bit of lust.

You scooted over closer to him and rested your head on his shoulder. He grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers. You stayed like that for the rest of your carriage ride.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has voted or commented!! It rly helps as reminders and motivation! Also I can't believe I'm at over 1.7k reads!! Thanks again. I'll try and write a new imagine soon!