In Love With Him

Chapter Eleven

Eleanor's POV:

I instantly woke up, sweating and out of breath. Gosh, what time is it?

Oh shit I'm late. I got out of bed. I opened the curtains and it was already night. Shit shit. I was still in my pajamas but I didn't have time to change

I put my slippers on, grabbed my books and ran down to the library

"Shit shit!"

When I got there, I thought Riddle was probably grading stuff

I walked up to him, not knowing what to say.

"You're late." I put my stuff on the table and sat next to him

"Sorry. I overslept."

"I don't want to hear the excuses. Now let's get started." Well at least I don't have to get a write up

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An hour passed by. It was getting really late. I was exhausted

"Do you now understand?" He said with slight attitude

"Umm yeah." I had no idea what I was doing right now but I obviously lied about it

"You don't sound sure. We'll continue studying until you understand. Even if it takes all night." This time he sounded more annoyed

I felt like I was gonna pass out. I wanted to sleep but I can't even do that

I continued trying to study what I was supposed to do while he was grading some of his other students

I peaked over his shoulder to see what kind of work he was grading

It looked like it was a first year student work. But then I couldn't help but to look at Riddle

His hair was a bit messy, he looked tired, his pale skin looked more soft than usual

"Get back to studying Weasley." He says not even looking at me

I really need to stop thinking about him. I have a boyfriend. I can't do this to Elijah. He's a good guy. Treats me better then Riddle to be honest

I heard some footsteps getting louder and closer. Then the same girl who Riddle made out with from the party, came towards us

"Tom, what are you doing with this ugly girl!? Are you cheating on me!?"

"This bitch again?" I heard Riddle whisper under his breath

"I'm not your boyfriend. Why can't you understand that. I was never and will never be your boyfriend. Now get the hell out."

He looked even more mad

"I am your girlfriend!" He got up and walked towards the girl. He grabs her by her arm and whispered something. I didn't get a chance to hear what it was, but it made the girl ran away

If I'm being honest, I'm afraid of him. I find him attractive but I'm still afraid. Maybe I should go back to my dorm. This isn't a good idea being alone with him

"Well I think I should get going. I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for the help." I grabbed my books and left the library

That's when I felt someone grab me. It was the girl.

"Stay away from my man. He's mine. Do you understand?"

Something came over me. I just snapped back. "Well someone is being delusional. Liking a guy who doesn't want to do anything with you, a guy who probably hates everything about you. It's obvious he doesn't want you girly. Now let go."

She only held on tighter. "I'm warning you. Stay away from him. Or things will get messy."

"I'm not scared of you. Hurt me, they'll be consequences."

She let go and said one last thing. "We'll see about that."

I just rolled my eyes and walked away. Ugh, I don't like that girl. Not one bit. When I got to the common room, Kinsley was sitting on the couch, with the fireplace on

It was warm and nice. She had a sweater on. It looked like it belonged to George but I wasn't sure

"Oh..hey." She says in a hurting voice. Her eyes were still swollen from crying. Her cheeks were a bight pink. Her eyes were bright red

Tears were still rolling down from her face. She sniffed a bit. And kept looking at the fire pit

I sat next to her. I held her hand and she put her head on my shoulder

"Tell me what happened. I need to know." I put out

"Okay fine.. Me and George got into this big argument over something so stupid." She began to cry a bit more

"He was saying that I was talking to other boys, which I was not. I was trying to deny that I wasn't but then he decided to listen to his friends and he broke up with me in front of everyone. I was so embarrassed." She started sobbing

"Shh. It's okay." I'm going to kill George. I'll murder him

"It's going to be okay. I'll be right here with you."

"I loved him so much Eleanor. I don't understand why he would do that. He meant the whole world to me." She stated

"Look at me. Sometimes a guy isn't worth it. Don't let someone hurt you. Prove to them that you don't need them. I know he's my brother, but I'm not going to take his side. He was wrong for doing what he did to you. Now keep your head up. Be strong. You don't need him."

"Thank you.. thank you so much Eleanor." She sobbed

I gave her a hug. She was getting my shirt all wet, but it was whatever

"Now I got some drama to tell you." She instantly stopped crying. That was the only thing that would make her forget about her break up. Drama. She loves them so much

She whipped her eyes. "Spill now."

I explain to her about how Riddles kissed me yesterday, and about today. She never seen more invested

"Girlllll!! Why didn't you tell me this!!! He definitely fancies you!"

"Nope, I don't think so. I feel like he just wants to play around with my feelings. I'm already with Elijah. I don't want to hurt him."

"Well that's true. But what do you really feel about this? Do you still have feelings for him?"

That's when I stayed silent. I didn't know what to say exactly to that statement. Do I have feelings for Tom Riddle?

Am I confused? Do I really have feelings for him? This is just stupid. He's really getting to me, again. But this time in a different way. A way I can't really explain or even describe

Why does this guy has to make my life so difficult. This is so annoying. I really really hate him. A passion I can't even describe

"No I don't have feelings for him. He means nothing to me. Elijah is more important to me than some psychopath. He's creepy and weird."

"Damn girl. You must not like him at all. Not one bit."

"I sometimes wonder how girls find him attractive in the first place. Plus he's not even my type. He's a nobody. I mean it."

For a moment I thought if I actually meant that. But now that I'm thinking about it, I really do mean it. He's a nobody. I got nothing to do with him anymore. He's only a tutor for me. I don't need to think more than that