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𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 the 31st of October had arrived with the essence of pumpkin pie lingering in the air. Candles floating on the top of the great hall, bats creating chaos in the moonlight, Jack-O'-lanterns glowing and many decorations set up all around the enchanting castle of Hogwarts.
I drank a pumpkin spice latte as I sat in the great hall looking at the mesmerising stars in the night sky. I took a breath in to enjoy the moment before I lost control of myself and my thoughts.
I hesitantly turned to take a quick glance at him. But that nincompoop Valentino Anderson was blocking my view, I could only catch the sight of some of his blonde hair and his black robes.
"Blood flavoured beans" Michelle said taking a bite of the all special halloween edition of Bettie Botts every flavour beans as she made a disgusted expression. "Why do you buy and eat that thing when you know it's disgusting, this is called daylight scamming" Diana went off.
I sighed in the sight of my two stupid single ass friends who didn't realise the true feeling, the depth of emotions a person can go through when the person you have a love-hate relationship with asks you out and you're just conflicted.
It's been two weeks. Lysander probably moved on thinking I had rejected him and he's probably over some horse face girl like my cousin Lucy, the thought of it almost seems heinous and terrorising. The story is OVER. Why am I still writing pages? It has been over ever since I was born, ever since my ego started swinging.
I cried for a whole of the past week in my sleep in such a way no one could hear or catch my muffled cries. Why did I cry? I just cried about my ill fate and poor decision making qualities. I want him so bad, he wants me so bad, he even let down his ego to ask me out but my ego—
I just don't want to lose to him. To be exact, I don't want him to know that he has already won this battle ages ago. Seriously though, can we fuck this ego for a while? No, I can't- it's embedded in me. I just can't but- Reputation precedes me.
Every time I'm looking into his eyes and holding on to him so tight, I can't accept the fact that he isn't mine. Everything seems so simple but its hard- especially when you want your friend to be more than your friend but you're scared that you'll lose the beautiful relationship you shared with him before.
