"We were
Just friends
That spoke like lovers
And that seemed to be enough for
Two teenagers who were scared to love one another"
- k.a.t.
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Lorenzo Berkshire x Cassandra Avery (OC)
A sort of slow burn, childhood best friends to lovers story...
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"I am so busy keeping my head above water that I scarcely know who I am, much less who anyone else is" - Sylvia Plath
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Lorenzo Berkshire
The stands were loud with cheers, the usual chaos of a Quidditch match. But it felt muted today, dull and distant, like I was underwater.
Today's win felt hollow. My focus kept drifting to the glaringly empty spot in the stands.
Cassie wasn't there. Not that I really expected her to be. Not that I could really blame her.
The locker room was still buzzing from the game, my teammates clapping me on the back, telling me what a great job I had done. I found myself not caring about any of it.
"Are you seriously surprised she didn't show up?" Onyx's voice cut through my thoughts, sharp and accusing.
"What?", I muttered, pretending I hadn't heard what she said, even though we both knew that I had.
"Don't what me", she scoffed. I'm sure there was more she wanted to say, but Blaise swiftly dragged her outside. I slammed my locker shut and reluctantly followed them.
The congratulations continued as we headed back to the castle but everything else faded into the background. I couldn't stop the ache in my chest every time I thought about Cassie, about how I'd fucked everything up. I hadn't talked to her in two months. Two bloody months, and every day felt worse than the last. Seeing her in the common room, catching glimpses of her in the halls, but never exchanging a single word. She'd laugh with Theo, joke with Draco like nothing had changed. But I knew better. It had all changed. And I was the one who ruined it.
Onyx, most likely with great difficulty, managed to stop herself from taking another swipe at me for all of five minutes. But as soon as we were back in our dorm, she was at it again. Like clockwork.
"What did you expect, Lorenzo? After what you did to her?".
"I know, I know," I sighed. "I just-".
"Just what?", Onyx's voice was sharp. "You sleep with other girls right after breaking up with her, and you expect her to come cheer you on?".
I didn't have a good answer. Instead, I just felt the familiar twist of guilt in my stomach. "She always comes".
"Nope", she shook her head. "No. You don't get to do that. You don't get to act all sad and disappointed that she's not here".
There was a long pause. I couldn't bring myself to argue back with her. Not when I deserved every word.
"Well... here's to another win," Blaise toasted awkwardly, but the usual cheer was missing from his voice.
