Are you falling in love? | Mattheo Riddle

Chapter 20- 'billy!'

Y/n's pov

"What are you doing?" Pansy's voice booms in my ear.

I sit up and look around. I fell asleep on my desk.

I stayed up all night, wondering why Mattheo suddenly wanted me. I had asked everyone if they knew anything, but no one knew a thing. 

"I must've fallen asleep," I mutter and get up, looking for my uniform.

I see Pansy look at Daphne with a confused look but Daphne just shrugs in my peripheral vision. 

I wear my uniform and run to class. I don't have it with Pansy or Daphne. 

Thankfully, class hadn't started yet and Professor Slughorn was facing away from the door. 

I run up the stairs to my usual spot in the corner at the back of the classroom. 

I drop my things on my desk and guess who I see in the seat next to me. 

The one and only Mattheo Riddle.

"Riddle?" I pant. 

"Lestrange." He says, smirking with his hands behind his head.

"Why are you sitting here?"

"Take a look around."

I turn and look around the classroom. Every seat is taken except the one next to Astoria. 

"Oh," I breathe.

I sit next to him, not looking at him.

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"I had to sit next to him during DADA!" I whisper yell to Pansy in the hallway. 

"Why?" 

"All the other seats were taken," I grumble. 

She just chuckles and I glare at her as we walk to the Great Hall. 

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Mattheo's pov

I can't stop thinking about the way she was panting after she ran to class during DADA. 

I can't stop thinking about how perfect her legs would look, wrapped around my waist, underneath me, her sweating and pant- anyway. 

I watch the doors of the Great Hall open and Pansy and her walk to the Slytherin table. She is glaring at Pansy and seems annoyed. 

I get too scared to ask her if something is wrong so I just shake off the feeling. 

Pansy sits down in front of me, clasps her hands together and smirks at me. 

Shit, did I do something wrong?

Y/n chats away with Daphne until she sees Pansy staring at me. She grabs Pansy's hands and throws them under the table.

"Pansy stop staring at him like that!" She says to her. 

Pansy squints her eyes before finally looking away.

What did I do? Should I read her mind?

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Pansy's pov (A new pov!)

If Mattheo had only known what Y/n admitted to me.

How could she still like Mattheo?! After he dated Astoria and whatnot.

I try to glare at him but instead, I smirk. It's just funny thinking about the ungodly things Y/n would do for Mattheo. 

If only she knew that I read her diary.