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Lorenzo Berkshire - need

Sixteen days after my sixteenth birthday,I got a letter in the mail from Lorenzo. He was always a close friend, so him writing to me wasn't what made my heart drop to me stomach. It was what he was writing about. It was 4:16pm when I finished reading the letter. I put it down on my bed, and walked downstairs out the front door. I walked for a while, until it began to get dark and colder. It was November, Thanksgiving holiday to be exact, so it got dark earlier now. When I got home the letter was still there, still sitting on my bed where I had left it before. I reach my hand out, almost scared to touch it, and pick up the letter. Ignoring every part of me thats screaming not to, I open it and read it over again.

Dear y/n,

I know we've only just left school for the holiday, but I've done quite a lot of thinking since. I can't bring myself to come to you and say this in person, so I figured a letter is the next best thing.
I haven't been able to stop thinking about you for a long time. As it turns out, I love you. I did my best to ignore it for a while until I wasn't able to any longer. I yearned for you day after day, torturing myself with how much and how badly I wanted you to know how I felt. Youre one of my only real friends, and part of the hesitation was just that. But I can't keep doing this, pretending all the time that I don't need you the way I do. That day at the black lake when all of our friends left and it was just us, I was one more glance from you away from telling you everything. You were sitting there staring out into the water, then just for a few seconds looked up at me with a smile, and it felt like you were looking into the depths of my soul. I knew then that this feeling wouldn't be avoidable or dismissible.
I've never truly felt like this before, and it puts me on edge. My stomach feels like it's dissolving when I think about it, and when I think about you.
I don't expect you to reciprocate what I'm saying, or even write back. I just can't push this aside anymore.

Truly, and always yours,
Lorenzo

I put the letter back down into my lap and put my hands over my face. My hands tremble slightly as I do my best to just breath.

Where is this all coming from? And how dare he tell me in a letter?

Thoughts race through my head, my heart pounding in my chest like an angry rabbit. Just then, there's a knock on my door.

"Y/n darling, can I come in?"

I quickly shove the letter back into the envelope before opening the door to find my mom standing there, her arm on the doorframe.

"Is everything alright? You were gone for quite a bit earlier." My mom says furrowing her brows slightly in concern.

"Yeah, everything's fine I just needed to think." I say trying to hide my exploding nerves.

"Is something wrong?" She asks.

"No, I'm fine mom, really." I say giving her a small smile.

"Ok... just tell me if you need anything ok?" She says giving me a kiss on the forehead.

I nod and close the door when she walks away.

...

Soon enough, school starts again and everyone is flooding platform 9 3/4. I say goodbye to my mom and get on the train fast to find a booth to sit in alone.

But to my luck, a few minutes later, Pansy, Draco, Blaise, and Theo all appear in the slytherin car doorway. Pansy sees me first and excitedly rushes over to me.

"Y/n!" She says hugging me tightly. I hug her back just as tight, happy to finally see her after two weeks.

"Hey, I missed you," I say as she backs away from the hug to grab her trunk. As she bends down to pick up her trunk, thats when I see him. All six feet and four inches of him. He immediately looks at me, the look on his face a mix of anxiety and distraught. His eyes linger on mine for just a second before Draco pushes past and blocks my view of Lorenzo.