𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 (𝑴.𝑹. ~ 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆)

hook enemy up

Y/N'S POV

I knew I shouldn't go to this party. This dress is so comfortable, I have a test tommorow but I do need some relaxing.

I drown down another drink. If I'm gonna be at this party, I better have fun.

"Let's have fun" Daphne shouted dragging me to the dance floor. The songs are fire, I must admit.

Our hands are up in the air as we dance with our back turned to each other. We danced for a while. Just us two. Besties since childhood.

"You wanna go have a drink?" She asks and I agree. We got carried away wih drink. Playing truth or drink, never have I ever and so on.

And she got taken away from me by Theodore, her boyfriend. Have no idea where they went nor do I want a know.

But what I know is that she didn't drink as much as I did. Daphne was fan of parties but not a fan of alcohol.

She suggested to take me to my dorm so she'll know I got there safe but I declined and promised I'll be fine.

Alcohol in my system had other plans.

I danced a bit but I went outside for some fresh air.

I dropped down at the chair. It was so quiet, only thing you could hear is faded sound of music.

"Look who decided to join me" I hear someone say and I can already see that smirk plastered on the face on one and only Mattheo Riddle.

"I didn't came here for your company, Riddle" I say rolling me eyes. "Sure you didn't" he said taking out a cigarette. By the way the words came out of his mouth you can easily realize he's even more drunk then me.

I just sat opposite of him. My gaze traveling across his face where moonlight was doing its magic.

Since when was Riddle this hot? Or am I just noticing now?

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer" he smirks.

I huff. "Yeah right like I would ever be looking at you"

"Sorry I forgot the feelings not mutual" he slurs over his words. HUH?

"What do you mean the feelings not mutual?" I ask confused. "Forget it" he sniffled turning his head away and throwing he cigarette away.

"No, no, tell me" I say leaning closer to him. He glances at my direction before taking a deep breath.

He closes his eyes before turning around to face me. By the time he opens them again. We're inches away from each other, staring directly into each other's eyes.

"What you like me?" I tease. "What if I do?" his expression is serious and it stops the air in my chest.

"Do you?"

"Maybe"

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"Officially only if you kiss be back, not-officially all the fucking time" he says closing his eyes again.

It's almost like he can't stand looking at me. Like he can't help but lean in.

"What if I do?" I ask.

"What if you do what?"

"What if I kiss you back?" I smirk.

His eyes are no longer closed. They are wide open.

And before I can even laugh at his shock his lips are smashed against mine. Now I'm in shock too.

I tangle my fingers into his hair before deeping the kiss. He melts under my touch like he just told me a secret he's been keeping for so long. Too long. Well, because he did.