I grumpily woke up in my bed. I noticed I didn't bother taking off the parties clothes, my eyes widened when I noticed I still had Mattheos jacket on. I put it up to my nose and took in its scent. A smell of cologne mixed with cigarettes. I smile slightly, why does it feel so comforting?
"Whose jacket is that?" I jump.
"Emm good morning. I randomly took it at the party, I was cold!" I lied hoping she would believe me. She didn't ask any other questions and I sighed in relief.
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For the next weeks I tried to avoid Mattheo as much as possible. I felt awkward after what had happened. Even when we had to sit together I avoided eye contact, I was always the first leaving the class. I decided to take a bath in the perfects bathroom, knowing everyone would be too busy at dinner. I stripped down and climbed into the warm water. The light shined in from the beautiful colored windows. I played with the bubbles trying to distract myself from all my thoughts. I started singing a song I wrote when my parents were still alive.
"In the quiet night, I softly weep,
Wondering why their love feels so steep.
Their words sting like a bitter cold,
But still, their warmth I desperately hold.
Mommy daddy, why do you hurt so?
In your arms, I long to glow.
Though your love feels like a distant star,
I still wish upon it from afar.
Their hands heavy with anger, their voices loud,
Yet, in their eyes, a flicker of proud.
I stumble in confusion, trying to understand,
Why love sometimes feels like sinking sand.
Mommy daddy, why do you hurt so?
In your arms, I long to glow.
Though your love feels like a distant star,
I still wish upon it from afar.
In innocence, I forgive, in innocence i yearn,
For a love that doesn't bruise or burn.
But still, I hold onto hope's gentle thread,
That one day, love won't feel like dread.
Mommy daddy, why do you hurt so?
In your arms, I long to glow.
Though your love feels like a distant star,
I still wish upon it from afar.
In the quiet of the night, I softly weep,
Hoping one day, love's wounds will sleep.
For in my heart, a flicker of belief,
That love, even broken, can find relief." The melodies echoed through the bathroom. Suddenly I heard clapping, I turn around saw Mattheo learning on a wall.
"You're full of hidden talent"
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He started walking towards me. Even though the bubbles blocked the view of my naked body, I instinctively put my hands over my chest. He sat down next to my head. I furrowed my eyebrows, a hint of blush on my cheeks.
"Let me accompany to Slughorn's party." I made a what the fuck face.
"You've got to be mental" he chuckled.
"You owe me a favor"
"So that's the only reason you didn't tell anybody? So you could black mail me?"
"I was just joking, geez can't even joke around these days" he said while looking to the side.
"And you could've asked me every other time, why exactly when I'm taking a bath?!" My blush grew.
"You avoided me, figured you can't run away in this situation" I groan.
"Why the fuck would you want in anyway?"
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~Unexpected love~ Mattheo x Reader
FanfictionMattheo and Y/n have a rough start but end up as friends. As time goes on you start getting a weird feeling in your chest when you're with him. Little did you know the same was happening to him. The characters don't belong to me.
