Addicted || Mattheo Riddle

10 || Necklace

Mattheo Riddle

I knew I fucked up the minute she slapped me.

She was drunk, I was drunk, I thought this would work, but it turns out she was still a little too sober to like me enough.

I get back to the table with drinks, grabbing one and then I look at Theo, Draco and Enzo, who are all staring at me.

I take a sip of my drink. "What are y'all looking at?" I ask, confused.

"You fucked up with Octavia man, she really hates you now." Enzo says, looking at Theo. "She was so mad she almost had steam coming out of her ears."

"Believe me, I've noticed." I tell them, my cheek still burning on the place she slapped me, and I softly rub over it.

"You shouldn't have done that, she really looked sad and mad at the same time." Theo says, and I shake my head.

"I know it was fucking stupid, alright? Now leave it." I blurt out.

"Fine." They all respond perfectly in sinc.

"I'm going upstairs, don't make it too late, alright?" Draco says, and I put down my drink.

"I'll come with you, i'm tired anyways" I tell the boys goodnight and then I glance around the common room once more, trying to find Octavia, but she's nowhere to be seen.

The party was nice, a good Idea, but it was boring.

No truth or dare, no drinking games, no hot girls I could fuck around with, and I couldn't stop thinking about her.

She has it.

She fucking has it.

The one thing I've been searching for for the last year, and she has it.

It's so close, and yet I can't just get it.

I flop down on my bed and take off my shoes, and then I walk over to my closet, grabbing a clean shirt and some sweatpants.

I walk into the bathroom and mutter to Draco he can have the bathroom after me, and then I lock the door.

Taking of my clothes, I stare at my reflection in the mirror for a few seconds before turning on the shower.

I grab a towel and get in the shower, the warm water engulfing me and my thoughts, but somehow it doesn't help.

I can't stop thinking about her, about it.

I need it, I just don't know how to get it yet, but I will somehow.

All it takes is a little trust and time, and I'll have it right when I need it, I'll make sure of it.

I sigh and put some shampoo in my hair.

It was stupid, trying to dance with her when I know she hates me, but I was too shit faced to care, I just wanted to have a little fun.

Turns out she didn't.

She slapped me pretty hard, and although I really want to fucking make her regret it, I know I need to apologize to her, to earn that first piece of trust.

She doesn't exactly like me, she has made that pretty clear the last few weeks, although there were times she acted strange, like she did like me but she wouldn't accept it.

I do think it's funny though, our bickering, I would say it is quite entertaining to always need to be prepared to fire something back at her.

I wash the shampoo out off my hair and then turn off the shower, grabbing my towel.

While i'm dressing up, my phone lights up with multiple messages but I just full on ignore them because I have no desire to respond to them, putting on my clothes before walking out of the bathroom.

I look at Draco. "It's Your turn." I mutter, throwing my towel over the chair next to my bed, and then I grab my pack of cigarettes.

The pack she gave me a couple of days ago.

I groan and put a cigarette in my mouth before opening the window and lighting it, taking a deep drag, the smoke filling my lungs.

Draco gets up and walks over to the closet. "Close the window when you are done, or else it gets cold inside." He says.

"Yeah, I haven't figured that out myself, dipshit." I say, throwing a shirt at him. "You are absolutely ridiculous."

"I know, that's why everyone likes me." He says with a smirk, and then He disappears into the bathroom.

I laugh and shake my head before taking another drag of my cigarette, blowing the smoke outside before staring at the moon.

I wonder if she's smoking too right now.

Fuck, I need to fucking stop thinking about her, it's not my business, neither do I care about her or her feelings, I just need her to figure out my plan, nothing less, nothing more.

I smoke up my cigarette and throw the remains of it outside, and then I close the window.

I grab the book I was reading and sit down on my bed, waiting for Draco to get out of the bathroom so I can brush my teeth.

I catch up on some old messages from our group chat and other people, and then I notice Octavia has been put in our group chat.

of course.

I sigh and close my phone, putting it on the charger, and then I stand up just as Draco walks out of the bathroom.

I quickly brush my teeth and then I lie down in my bed, grabbing my book to read another few chapters before going to sleep.

Losing myself in my book, I forget about Octavia for an hour or something, but when I stop reading and Draco is already fast asleep, my thoughts drift back to her again.

I sigh and put away my book before grabbing my phone and unlocking it, my finger lingering above her number, contemplating on whether I should text an apology her or not.

After a couple of minutes I press at the chat and send her a message.

'I'm sorry I touched you without permission, Curls'