Not a love story - Matheo Riddle & Y/n Lestrange

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y/ns pov

me and tom stop dancing as we get tired, we sit back down but as I'm about to sit on tom lap, I feel Matheos hand on my hip pulling me onto his lap

as I sit down I look towards my friends as they all smirk and Stiffle their laughs

I turn to look at Matheo massaging his curly hair as he looks at me 

"Why did you dance with him," he whispers

"Because you kissed daphne," I also whisper

"that's fair, but tom was all over you," he says

"you know we're friends right he could see I was jealous," I say

"ohh so you were jealous," he says sliding both his hands on my waist

I roll my eyes at him

"Why are you jealous love you know I only have eyes for you," he says

something about this doesn't feel right, he's being weird I don't like it.

"um, I'm gonna go," I say standing up pushing my way through the crowd as I feel my head thumping. you know what this spell is really helping me but these fucking side effects are killing me I think

my vision is blurring as I know I'm going to faint, I'm trying to push my way through the crowd but I hit the ground blacking out

Matheos pov

I watch her as she gets off my lap and walks away. my eyes linger on her as she tries pushing her way through the crowd, she's having trouble, but she stops and hits the ground.

I immediately get up and run to her picking her up as people watch me. 

"hey guys she fainted again," I say to the group

"dang she's on a roll, this morning she ran out of class vomiting," says Lola laughing

"oh ok I'm gonna take her to her dorm," I say walking off with her

I look at her, I knew she was going to go back to hating me, she doesn't trust me. I mean I wouldn't either

I haven't ever been in a relationship before,  I mean I've had sex before, but nobody ever really stays to get to know me. people prefer it if they don't know me

I walk into y/ns dorm setting her down in her bed, gosh shes been really knocked out. as I'm leaving I hear her sit up

"Oh fuck," she says running off to the toilet

I hear her throwing up, so I walk to her and lift her hear back

"Thanks," she says

she finishes and brushes her teeth and comes back into her room as I sit on her bed

"last night was a mistake," she says

"mhm," I reply not wanting to agree with her knowing fully I didn't think it was a mistake

y/ns pov

"why aren't you talking," I angrily say

"because I know you know that last night was not a mistake," he says manspreading eyes rolled back as he chuckles

"your using me," I say trying to figure out if my hunch is true

"yeah I'm totally using you," he says sractasiclly

"why would I be using you," he asks pointing his finger at me

"well I don't know maybe cause your a dick," I say