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blaise zabini: seeing you dance with another guy after breaking up

he wanted to have a great time with his friends, to talk and laugh with them. yet in order to do that, he had to ignore you and avoid looking at you. you proved to be the toughest challenge of the night. you looked beautiful, it was hard not to steal glances at you. as he glanced around trying his best not to look at you, you caught his eye once again. "oh no you won't.." he muttered under his breath as he saw you nod to a guy asking you to dance. downing the drink in his hand, he quickly made his way to you.

"mind if I cut in?" he interjected smoothly, his voice laced with determination.

"blaise, what do you want?" you asked, surprise and frustration evident in your voice.

he ignored your question focusing instead on the guy who had approached you. "sorry, mate, but i think the lady's already taken," he said. the guy nodded and left the two of you alone, feeling intimidated.

he then turned to you. "you'll be the death of me." he said softly yet his tone gave away his frustration.

"i can't stand seeing you with someone else."

"i know we're over, i know i hurt you, i know i fucked up," he looked at you, his eyes full of regret.

"blaise i can't forgive you." you said.

"i'm not asking for forgiveness, i know i don't deserve it. i know i don't deserve you."

"i just need you to know how i feel." he said.

he reached out, his hand trembling slightly as he brushed a strand of hair from your face. "i need you to know that i still love you, and you don't have to forgive me, i wouldn't forgive myself either,"

"but please, give me a chance to make things right." he murmured, his voice laced with desperation.

you hesitated, torn between the pain of the past and the flicker of hope in his eyes. "i don't know if I can trust you again," you admitted softly.

he lowered his hand, the weight of your words sinking in. "i understand, but if you could just.. give me one more chance." he spoke quietly.

"i'll spend every moment proving myself to you," he promised earnestly, his gaze unwavering.

"i'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust, your love."

"i'll treat you better than i did before."

"you deserve the best and i want to be that for you." he said, starting to sound out of breath.

you searched his eyes, seeing the sincerity and longing reflected in their depths. despite the walls you had built around your heart, a part of you yearned to believe in the possibility of redemption.

"i want you back.. i know it's selfish but.. you're all i need." he spoke, his fists clenched in anger at the thought of his own mistakes.

you took a deep breath, watching him as he tensed up upon seeing that you were about to speak. "one chance." you said.

a flicker of relief crossed his face, followed by determination. "thank you," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. he then wrapped his arms around your waist and embraced you gently, holding you close as if afraid to let go.

"i love you.." he spoke affectionately into your ear.