𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 (𝑴.𝑹. ~ 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆)

Bus

Y/N'S POV

I was walking to the slytherin table to hear what Dumbledore is saying about our trip to muggle world.

When sudently someone bumps into me. "Watch where you're going, asshole" I say at one and only Mattheo Riddle.

My worse enemy. I hate him. He hates me. And I mean really hates. We can't stand each other.

"Ugh, it's 7 am. I can't bother even speaking with you right now" he says pushing me out of way just continuing walking.

I just ignore it as I continue my path where I headed. In seconds I was seated next to Daphn and Enzo.

"What took you so long?" Enzo asks. "Bumoed into Riddle" I answer shrugging. He just nods as we all put a food on our plate.

"Attention students, attention" Dumbledore says interrupting us in the middle of our meal. I hate when people do that.

"As you know we are going to muggle world and so we could feel the spirit of it, we are going there by bus with muggles" he says.

And continues "in the bus there will be three row seats now enjoy your meal before we head out"

We just continue our meal but people start heading out. Why such a hurry? It's not like muggle world is going to run away.

And that's when I realize. Seats. They are going to save seats for each other. All three of us look at each other before jumping up.

We ran to the bus but it was already too late. People were already seated. Now we'll see which seats we got.

Daphne got to sit next to her crush Theodore and her sister Astoria. Lucky girl. You know who was also in this luck? Enzo.

He got to sit next to Ivy, his crush, and Blaise his mate. I mean how are these people so lucky.

I look for my seat. And that's when I see it. Oh, no, hell nah. The only seat left is next to Mattheo Riddle.

I am not sitting there. He at least has an old lady on his other side. She seems nice but still doesn't change the fact I have to sit there.

I just stare at the seat. There is no way I am sitting next to that scumbag for a whole ride to muggle world.

Me and Mattheo lock eyes both not pleasant with this situation. I mean who though this was a good idea?

"Oh, will you quit staring and take a seat already?" he says glaring at me while scoffing. I ger myself together.

This drive will be miserable but I'll make it out alive, right? That right, keep lying to yourself, Y/n.

I pick up my bag and sit next to him. Ugh, J can already sense the tension. This is such a stupid idea.

I mean we can't be in the same room with each other for 5 minutes and sitting for an almost a day next to each other.

Ahem, someone get me out of here. I shift in my seat uncomfortably trying to make it comfortable.

"Ugh, for fucks sake can you stop moving around I'm trying to sleep" Mattheo says pushing my arm.

Ew, I will have to wash and sterilize my arm. "Oh, I'm sorry sleeping beauty am I bothering you?" I ask sarcastically.

"Yes, very much" he says fighting back looking me right in the eyes. Oh, he wants to fight. Okay, bet.

"Well, you're bothering me too" I say. "And how's that?" he asks. "Only your presence is enough to bother me" I answer.

"Oh, really? Well" he starts but gets cut off by an old lady next to us. "Oh, to be in love again" she says.

We look at her confused. What? We look back at each other as our eyes went wide at realization.

She thinks we're dating. Yeah right. As if. I would date anyone else instead of him. He is my worst enemy.

"Oh-h, we-we aren't a couple" Mattheo says trying to explain it to her. "Really?" an old lady asks surprised.

"Y-yeah" we both say. "I thought you were because of the way you look at each other" she says making us shut up.

She got back to her newspapers and me and Mattheo leaned back to our seat now not saying a word.

This is so embarrassing. I would never date him. Like ever. Or maybe I would. I mean why not? OMG, I did not just think that.

I hate him. He's my enemy. And that sounds so lame I don't even belive myself. I couldn't possibly like him, right?

Yeah, there is no way. And even if I did. He hates me. He would never like me back. Why am I thinking about this? I don't like him.

The thoughts ran through my mine as I could could feel my eyes getting heavy. And before I knew it. I was asleep.

MATTHEO'S POV

She fell asleep. She looks so cute. Damm, I could not possibly be thinking that? We are enemies.

We hate each other. Always did. Always will. And even if I don't hate her, she would always hate me.

She shifts in her seat as her head lands on my shoulder and I freeze. I could feel my xheaks heating up.

What is this feeling? Why am I feeling this for her? And why do I want her to sleep on my shoulder more often?

"So you're trying to tell me you don't like her?" an old lady next to me asked. "I don't" I say in defense.

"Are you lying to me or to yourself kid?' she asks and I couldn't answer. I didn't know what. Maybe she's right.

Maybe I like Y/n. I mean she's pretty and cute. And smart. And it's adorable when she scratches her face when she's confused.

Holy shit, how do I know all of this about her? Have I been observing her so much? This isn't possible. But it is.

Omg, I like her. I like Y/n. "What if I do like her?" I ask nervously. Maybe I shouldn't just ask this out loud but fuck it.

"Then I would suggest you to ask her out" an old lady says smirking. "And what if she rejects me?" I ask.

"Ask me and find out, you asshole" I hear Y/n say tiredly moving her head from my shoulder. Shit, shit, shit.

I froze. "Oh, well I'm waiting. Are you going to ask me out or not?" she says slyly smiling. Oh, that smile. Why do I love it so much?

"Woul-would you like to go on a date with me?" I stutter. Oh God why am I so scared and nervous?

"Sure" she says smiling. "Great" I nod as she chuckles. "Oh, just kiss already you lovebirds" lady says nudging me. 

I put my hand on Y/n's cheak as I pull her face closer to mine. Looking at it one last time before I smash our lips together.

THE END