super rich kids | rosekiller

chapter 10

there still friends with benifits btw. also im sorry like really sorry for this chapter just prepare yourself.

-

It was Christmas Eve, and barty was standing in front of the mirror in there room, taking a moment to admire himself. he were wearing a white button up with a tie, and black pants. it was quite uncomfy but he looked decent in it so he was fine.

his hair was just slightly styled and some strands of hair were framing his face. although slightly ashamed of it he was waiting for sirius to come do his eyeliner because he sucked at it.

he heard the door open behind you and turned around. sirius looked gorgeous. She was wearing a beautiful shirt and had somehow tamed there curly hair, and turned it into an amazing hairstyle.

"You look absolutely stunning!", barty complimented him. "remus can be very lucky to have you as his date today."

She smiled at you.
"Thanks. You look great too!"

sirius quickly did bartys eyeliner making small comments in between.
"so who are you going with"

"no one"

"really? i thought you and evan were going"

"we arnt telling regulus yet, or anyone"

"you told me"

"because the only person you talk to is remus"

"good point"

It was time to go down to the ball. sirius had forgotten something in your room, so you went down without her. atlas was already waiting for you.

"You look absolutely amazing barty!", they complimented you, giving barty a side hug

"You don't look too bad yourself.", barty answered.

After a little bit of small talk, the two of them entered the banquet hall, waiting for the champions to arrive.
atlas, waiting for leah, and barty waiting for evan who asked diane who would cover for them. barty was about to sit down as he heard a familiar voice behind him

"Well, well, well, look who's here."
he turned around, facing evan, accompanied by diane, who was smiling at him stupidly. He looked absolutely stunning in his elegant dress robe, as flawless as usual. His eyes shone brighter than you remembered.

"yep im here"

Seeing him like this and seeing diane clinging to his arm made barty heart somehow ache as he imagined what it would feel like to be the girl by his side, even if diane was gay and covering for the two of them.

"what happend to you and evan" leah asks not taking her eyes off of atlas's

"diane is covering for us, besides it wont matter its not like its exclusive"

"that's unfortunate, thats why you need to get you someone like atlas"

"someome who wrote a wolfstar story and put it on the walls of there dorms" barty joked

"absolutely"

He looked around and saw other people kissing and making out with their dates. 'Wow great, real nice'
He thought when he saw a figure in their dress robes. regulus appeared with james clinged to his side like a lost dog.

the night went on with alot of drinks, dancing, singing and more. barty was now sitting down next to leah and atlas who were talking and being the cute couple they are.

his eyes scanned the room to find evan and diane dancing and laughing. 'thats some realistic covering' barty thought

"stop sulking and go make out with him dummy" atlas blurted

"i dont know what your talking about, im not even jealous"

they look at leah then back at barty "i never said you were"

"okay just shut up"

"mm okay le, shall we dance?"

"of course" leah giggles getting up to dance

barty sighs and gets up to. he couldnt take it anymore he had to be with evan. he needed to be with evan.

he walks up to evan and shoo's diane away like the posh boy he is. "couldn't resist coming to be with me"

"yes actually"

"thats honest"

"yeah i know, i just want to kiss you, touch you"

(im cringing sm)

bartys words send shivers down evans spine. "we should get out of here" evan whispers  grabbing the burnettes hand.

"well i guess" with that barty grabs his hani and drags him to a broom closet.

He bent down himself, while you evan was standing slightly on his tiptoes. And even though it had started to snow, neither of you could feel the cold. All he could feel were the soft lips of the person in front of him, as they touched his.

-

guys atlas is they/them i will personally eat your toes if you perpously mis-gender them