'𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬?'

'i didn't think you noticed me'-(48)

My heart skipped a beat.

Marcy:"Did you write this?" I was in disbelief of what I had just read. I knew he cared about me, but I was oblivious to just how strong those feelings really were. Had I really been holding back this whole time and these are the kind of things he's been feeling?

Mattheo:"I know it's nothing in comparison to the photo album, I just wanted you to read it."

Marcy:"when did you write this?" I asked as my heart began to pound.

Mattheo:"the first part I wrote 2 years ago." That part was true. Although not a lot of how we came to be was entirely truthful, this part was. He had written that 2 years ago from having observed me from afar, even when I was with Cedric.

Marcy:"you liked me 2 years ago?" I said in disbelief. None of this made sense. Only a few months ago I thought I was a complete stranger to him but now it turns out I was more than I even knew.

Mattheo:"I liked you the minute I met you. You were a very private person, I was just too shy to be more than just strangers." He was quite a shy person, for someone who was considered popular, I have never seen him more nervous than when he's been around me.

I stared at the page blankly and my breath became shaky.

Mattheo:"what's wrong?" He asked concerned and worried for me.

Marcy:"I didn't think you noticed me." I frowned, still staring blankly at the page. Each word made my heart race the more I re-read it.

Mattheo:"how could I not? I went everywhere you did to watch out for you. You were always my priority." It seemed apparent to him now that for a long time he'd tried to bury those past feelings before finally talking and getting to know me. Having had these feelings before is the exact reason his guilt overcame him when accepting such a petty bet. He had liked me for so long that it was out of optimism that he agreed, in hopes we would become more, exactly how he pictured it years before.

Marcy:"Cedric was right to have his suspicions about you at the time." When Cedric suspected Mattheo thought of me as more than what I was, it used to drive him crazy. Making him believe someone would drive me away from him, guess he turned out to be the hypocrite in the end.

Mattheo:"Cedric knew?" This seemed hard for him to believe as not even Draco or Blaise knew about how he felt about me. It was the one thing he kept to himself out of respect for his feelings and me.

Marcy:"well, no, not exactly. He didn't know for certain, but I think he definitely suspected it. I mean, for so long I had to convince him you didn't...I didn't think someone like you would ever be interested in someone like me. I thought I deserved to be treated like shit because that's how I saw myself, and Cedric did exactly that."

Mattheo:"you deserve the world Marcy, you're so much more than what he treated you as." His words seemed comforting but sometimes it was just too hard to convince myself it could be true.

Marcy:"I guess..."

Mattheo:"not even Draco or Blaise knew, you know?" I turned to look at him. My eyes were widened, part of me was shocked that they didn't know.

Marcy:"I thought they were your friends?" I was confused.

Mattheo:"They were. They are. I just didn't owe them that. Why do you think when Draco started acting weird with you, i took it so seriously?" It made sense in a way. Not only did Draco's sudden liking in me make things I did an inconvenience, it also made me not want to do anything that would involve him. It made sense to me, but this was partly a front. So much was the truth and so much were little lies planted in to make it more understandable.

Marcy:"why did I feel like you hated me then? I don't know what it was, maybe it was the way you stared at me or the way you'd ignore me in lessons. For so long I thought I'd done something wrong." I couldn't quite describe the feeling. Because I thought he hated me, I acted the same way towards him which must not have made him feel good at all.

Mattheo:"I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. I would never ignore you, I just never knew what to say." He meant it, knowing how connected we've been the last few days especially, this was the right time to show me the letter.

Marcy:"anything would've been nice." Part of me had hoped that more of the Slytherin's got along, Mattheo and his friends being part of that. I wished for so long that they could be more inclusive, I'm pretty sure a lot of people thought they hated them. They were like their own little pact, they were private but public. They kept their personal affairs to themselves such as their bet agreements, but kept the relationship parts public. Mattheo had never won one of these bets, Draco usually won somehow. And because of this, Mattheo had an extreme lack of experience. He was very similar to me in that sense, I had only ever had one boyfriend from him that treated me like I was nothing, he had his first kiss with the person I hate most in the world, we both screwed up.

He sat beside me, removing the letter from my hands and placing it on the end of the bed. His hand wrapped itself around my cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. His stare lured me in. His dark brown eyes, enchanting me for more. He pulled my face towards his and put lips joined. The tension heightened and the intensity built up the slower he kissed me.

Maybe having to wait this long for Mattheo riddle wasn't so bad after all.