𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 | 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

chapter 9

AMARA WHITLOCK
2 months later

I sat in my car. Hand on my head and creasing at what happened last night how i was so unhinged and drunk and of course Draco was looking after me.

I have genuinely fallen so hard for him and now this is going to end up in either a very nice positive way or a very horrible crying all day way.

FLASHBACK (LAST NIGHT)

Currently in a nightclub sat at the bar. My feet hurt. The lights are getting to me. The drinks had already gotten to me.

And one thing about me is that when I am drunk I get into my feels my emotions are extra dramatic and all I could think about was Malfoy. Which led to me being in my current state.... in heat.

At least i look cute. Right!!

I was wearing a short black dress, it was tight at the torso and then more tutu shaped for the bottom half. I wore my usual black boots with it too.

All I want is Draco Malfoy I want him all over me in every way possible. I was drunk , Stella had gone home already, i was supposed to go with her but i wanted to be alone for some time and also i wanted Draco.

I grabbed my phone out my bag whilst shivering and shaking. I immediately began texting Draco.

My body moving faster than my conscious at this point. My autocorrect saving the day seeing as my spelling fell of ridiculously.

Buzzing erupted from my phone making me jump, I looked down and saw the only person i wanted, Draco. Perfect.

"Amara" Draco snapped at me. I wonder what he's doing, wearing. I bet sprawled out on his bed mmmhm.

"Dracoooo" i hummed, "i want you so bad it is ridiculous" i told him. He chuckled across the line.

"are you drunk?" he asked humbly.

"maybe" i hummed drinking some of my drink.

"where are you?" he asked me as i heard some ruffling coming from his side of the phone.

"i dont-" hiccup "know" i scoffed,

"how about you send me your location love" he hummed calmly. "who are you with?"

"no one"

"Do you not have any alcohol at home?"

"I do, course I do. Just wanted to be out" i told him.

"Well how can I help you?" he asked me making me a bit jealous.

"why are you busy?" I huffed quickly

"no Amara" he chuckled. Sexy.

"well i only called because i wanted to speak with you duhhh" i began, "i wanted to hear that sexy voice" i blurted,

"oh yeah?" he laughed. "send me your location, I don't think it is a good idea for you to be all drunk and alone"

"protective?"

"yeah, problem? Can't have random people touching you" he stated