Delicate - Mattheo Riddle

just a fuck

I stumbled out of the bathroom a mess.

I just fucked Mattheo Riddle.

And It was the first day.

And I had a boyfriend.

great.

A million different thoughts swam through my head as I watched the party continue. Like nothing had happened. I felt so dizzy. Sweat misted my forehead and my head pounded hard. Suddenly a blurry figure stopped me in my tracks.

"Elle are you alright?? I saw you run into the bathroom."

"I threw up. A lot."

"You should probably get to bed."

"I'll take her." Isaac spoke behind Enzo. "Come on babe, let's go." He wrapped his hand around my waist and helped me walk to my dorm. Listening to me groan and complain on my symptoms on the way there. He unlocked the door, and helped me get pjs on. I climbed into my bed and almost instantly fell asleep. right after he kissed me good night.

"I'm sorry Elle, about everything I did tonight." He mumbled against my hair.

"I'm so sorry too" I almost started to cry. I was sorry in the way he didn't know about. And I could never tell him.

And he would never find out.

"I love you." he uttered.

"Me too." It was a complete lie, I couldn't love him anymore after what I did. It made me sick to my stomach. He held me close and I fell asleep in his arms.

-

I woke up alone. sleepily rubbing my eyes and glancing at the clock on my bedside table.

7:37

Shit. I was late to breakfast.

I practically jumped out of bed. My head was pounding.

I scrambled around my room for my uniform and tried to some what tidy up my hair before stumbling to the Great Hall. Around 15 minutes late.

I opened the doors to all eyes on me. hundreds of pupils fixated on me, including everyone of the teachers. I walked over to  Hermione, Ron and Harry.

"Elle? Why are you late?" Hermione asked, looking me up and down nervously.

"Overslept, sorry"

"You look horrible." Ron said. Normally I would take offense but I just replied with,

"I know." I didn't dare eat any food, the thought of putting something in my stomach made me sick. I glanced over to the Slytherin table. Blaise and Draco were laughing, Theo tucking a strand of hair behind pansys ear. They didn't seem hungover. Although they didn't drink as much as I did.

I specifically looked at Mattheo. He looked happy as ever.

Maybe he didn't care. I was just another bitch. Another bitch he fucked.

But was it more than that? I mean he didn't have to help me when I threw up. He could've just walked away. But he didn't.

Maybe he just had a boner and needed it fixed, I thought.

"Have you tried out for Quidditch yet?" Harry asked me, interrupting my thoughts.

"No, not yet."

"Season starts in a week. I'm pretty sure last night of tryouts are tonight as well if you'd like. I'm sure you'll make the team."

"Sure yeah just text me the time."

-

As the heavy wooden door creaks open, my slender figure steps into the dimly lit potions classroom, the aroma of dried herbs and bubbling concoctions instantly enveloping me.

I finally reached my workstation, just then i rememebered who I sat with.

well shit.

"Hello princess." He smirked, eyeing me up a down with his usual smirk plastered on his face.

"Shut it." I sat down not making eye contact.

"Somebody's hungover"

"I said shut it Riddle."

"Oh so now I'm Riddle? Considering last nig-"

"Did you not hear me when I said 'not a word'? or maybe when I said 'shut it' for the millionth time." I said almost loud enough for snapes old ears to hear me.

"So we're not going to talk about it?"

"No."

"And why not?"

"Because I was drunk and horny ok?" I basically whispered.

"So when your horny, instead of going to your boyfriend you went to me? Wow I'm honored!" His smirk somehow widened and his eyes glistened.

"Oh please you were the one who started it!"

"Nah I'm pretty sure you kissed me first."

"Yeah well you still continued it."

"I stand what I said last night. I'm not gonna let a chance for a fuck with a gorgeous girl go to waist."

"So it was just a fuck." I clarified, I was trying to deny it. I don't know why.

"Yes, why wouldn't it be? You're not saying you thought that was more Berkshire are you?" He smiled.

"I wouldn't dream of it!" I said mocking him, just as the bell rang.