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"why don't you go hang out with thalia? since you're always with her," y/n says, rolling her eyes as she turns back to her studies, trying to keep her voice calm but clearly frustrated.
"what are you talking about? are you mad at me?" lorenzo asks, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he steps closer to her.
"of course, i'm mad at you!" she snaps, her voice rising. "you're always with her, lorenzo! you have a whole girlfriend, and yet you ditched our study date to hang out with her." her voice wavers slightly, betraying the hurt behind her anger.
"stop yelling," he says softly, his tone almost pleading.
"don't tell me what to do," she shoots back, her voice colder now, gathering her books and notes in a flurry. "go do what you want. i'm done."
"wait, wait—what do you mean done?" lorenzo asks, panic creeping into his voice as he reaches out and grabs her arm, but she pulls away sharply.
"done with this argument, lorenzo. i'm exhausted. i need a break. i'm tired of feeling like your second choice." y/n's voice cracks as she speaks, trying to keep her emotions in check.
"second choice? you're my first priority, baby," he says, stepping closer and cupping her cheeks in his hands. "it's not like that, me and thalia are just friends." his voice is sincere, but y/n gently pushes his hands away.
"it doesn't feel like it, lorenzo," she says quietly. "you're always with her. people are starting to notice, asking me if we're even still together because they see you two so often. it hurts, and you don't even realize that." y/n's voice falters, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "just... leave me alone, please." with that, she turns and walks out of the library, leaving lorenzo standing there, dumbfounded, as the weight of her words sinks in.
˚⋆𐙚 y/n's pov
i stormed out of the library, wiping away the tears that threatened to spill over. i could feel the lump in my throat growing bigger, and all i wanted was to get away. i was barely paying attention to where i was going when suddenly, someone bumped into me hard, causing all my books and papers to spill onto the floor.
"excuse me!" a high-pitched voice snapped.
"sorr—" i began to say, but the words died on my lips when i looked up. it was thalia.
"well, well, isn't it y/n," she smirked, crossing her arms.
"what do you want?" i asked, bending down to gather my scattered belongings, trying to keep my composure. but then, she kicked my books away, making me freeze.
"i want you to do me a favor," thalia leaned down closer, her smirk widening. "stay away from lorenzo. he's mine."
i stopped what i was doing and stood up slowly, glaring at her. "excuse me? that's my boyfriend you freak!" i shouted, the anger bubbling up inside me.
without warning, she slapped me hard across the face. "watch your tone," she hissed.
that was it. i saw red. before i knew it, i shoved her with all my strength, sending her sprawling to the ground. i didn't stop there. i got on top of her and started throwing punches, hard and fast, fueled by all the hurt and anger i had been bottling up.
"you crazy bitch!" she shrieked, managing to land a punch on my mouth, making me pause for a second. i touched my lips, feeling the warmth of blood on my fingertips.
"fucking bitch," i growled, and punched her again, harder this time.
"y/n!!" a voice shouted, and suddenly, strong arms pulled me off of her.
"she's fucking crazy!" thalia sobbed, holding her face.
"try me!" i screamed, struggling against draco's hold.
"stop! both of you, stop it!" professor sinistra's voice rang out as she rushed over. "that's enough! detention for both of you, but first, you're going to the hospital wing," she ordered, shaking her head in disappointment.
— lorenzo's pov
"DUDE! LORENZO!" i heard draco shouting from across the common room.
"what?" i called back, not really in the mood to deal with anything. i was still reeling from what had happened with y/n earlier, guilt gnawing at me.
"y/n—she got in a fight with thalia!" draco said, sounding out of breath.
"what? when? is she okay?" i asked, standing up immediately, my heart racing.
"literally just now. i had to pull her off thalia. y/n's fine, but thalia's..." draco scratched his head awkwardly.
"i don't care about thalia," i said quickly, already making my way toward the door. "where's y/n?"
"she's in the hospital wing," draco replied.
i didn't waste another second. i sprinted out of the common room and headed straight for the hospital wing, my mind racing. when i got there, i found y/n sitting on one of the beds, her fists bandaged and a small cut on her lip.
"y/n," i called softly, but she didn't look up at me. her face was a mixture of hurt and anger, and it broke my heart.
"your girlfriend is over there," she muttered, nodding toward another bed where thalia was lying, asleep.
"stop. she's not my girlfriend," i said firmly, walking closer to her.
"sure," she shrugged, still not meeting my gaze.
i sighed, sitting down next to her, gently cupping her face in my hands. "look at me," i whispered, and after a moment, she reluctantly lifted her eyes to meet mine.
"you're the only girl for me. i love you so much. you don't understand—i don't care about her. my eyes are only for you," i said, my voice full of sincerity.
she looked at me for a long moment, her eyes searching mine. "you promise?" she asked softly, her voice barely a whisper.
"i fucking promise," i replied, leaning in to kiss her softly. "i love you so much."
she kissed me back, her lips soft against mine. "i love you too," she whispered.
