SL*T Draco Malfoy by Romanshome

NINETEEN

I WISH I WAS HER;

I didn't talk to Draco during DADA the next day, it's not like he even tried to talk to me.

I kept feeling his eyes on me, but I didn't even look at him. I wasn't going to go be the one that broke first. As soon as the class was over, I got up, I didn't want him to catch up with me.

As I walked through the corridors, I let out a squeal when I felt someone pushing me into an empty class. When the door closed, I looked at Draco with big eyes." You scared me- ..."

"Why the hell are you ignoring me?" He spat, interrupting me. I frowned as I felt the anger sprout inside me. He took a step closer, with a crooked face. "You didn't even look at me in class, Rockwell."

"Did you kiss her?" I let go, feeling my cheeks burn.

Draco's eyebrows furrowed as he rolled his eyes.

"Fiona, Draco. Did you kiss Fiona?"

His hand fell to his side, his face turned into an annoying one. "Are you fucking... Merlin?" He snorted, turning around. He leaned his arm against the door while I was there, feeling my heart racing.

"Your hands were on her," I observed. "And I thought..."

"I didn't kiss her, fuck." I closed my mouth and swallowed saliva.

"Oh," I felt that I was invaded by relief, as well as confusion. So, why did he have his hands on her hips?

Then he let out a sigh and turned around. "Is this how it's going to be?" He spat hard. "Can't I be close to anyone without you assuming that I'm going to fuck them?"

"That's no-"

"And that trick you did with Weasley, very elegant." He laughed darkly, shaking his head. I felt my mouth twist as his hair fell on his eyes. "You thought I was with Fiona when you're here acting like you're a shitty whore. Did you suck him, Rockwell?" He bombarded me with questions, his eyes became evil. He took a step closer. "You're acting like it's my fault that you're insecure... "

"Insecure?" I interrupted him with a scream, making him shut up. "Of course I'm fucking insecure, Draco! I'm always the second choice for Fiona! The only boy I thought only loved me, and who I lost my virginity to, used to be in love with her, okay? She told me that she was going to kiss you and I thought you did it, because why wouldn't you do it? She's perfect and I'm not." I finished, feeling my eyes tear. A tear rolled down my cheek as he looked at me, his face softened. "I'm sorry, okay? Just go pl— "

"You're so fucking clueless, aren't you?" He breathed, making my eyebrows furrow.

Before I could say anything, I felt his lips crash into mine. I instantly kissed him back, felt him turn me before pressing me against the wall. His hands flew to my waist, he moved away for a second. "I want you. Not Fiona." He gasped, and with that, I pressed my lips against his. "Never compare yourself, okay?" He spoke, pulling my shirt out of my head.

His hands flew to my breasts after I took off my bra, his cold fingers covered with rings massaging them. His lips found my neck while I bit it slightly, leaving marks.

"Do you still think I love Fiona?"

I didn't say anything while I got up and took me to the desk. "Wait," he murmured before turning around, pointing his wand at the door. He murmured "Muffliato" before turning around, I looked at him while he was half naked. He walked towards me before lowering my skirt and then my panties. I closed my legs because I felt shy, making him angry.

"Open your legs, Rockwell. I want to see how wet you are for me."

I bit my lip before following his orders, he licked his lips. Then he got on his knees, grabbing my thighs with his arms. "Am I on my knees for Fiona?" He spat on my heat before licking a line through my folds. I felt my stomach contract when a moan passed through my lips, my back arched against the wood.