"Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater
It's just polyester, but you like her better
Wish I were"
For the next week, Albus didn't show up to lessons. Or to breakfast, or lunch, or supper. If he ate, if he did, he probably sneaked out to the kitchens and asked the elves a piece of bread.
Of course, the blond had tried to see him. Scorpius had knocked at his door every single day, more than once, even fifteen, twenty times, but the shorter would just say that he was sick, that he had a high temperature and couldn't go out.
The grey-eyed wanted to see him. He needed to. He needed to look at him in the eyes again and hold him in his arms tightly.
That simple, chaste, pure kiss they had shared the previous week, had changed everything. Kissing Rose, his girlfriend, had never made him feel that way, there was no point in lying to her or himself.
So Scorpius had broken up with her. And the Gryffindor had also understood that there was no point in fooling each other, so she accepted it, she accepted the truth.
And after seven whole days, Scorpius had thought about it and done it too.
The Slytherin didn't know if he was gay, bi or pan or whatever. He honestly didn't care nor he wanted to stress about that. What he knew for sure was that he was in love with his best friend.
He was in love with Albus.
So, when the young potter's door finally opened, after almost eight days, and Scorpius met those green-eyes, the blond kissed him.
Passionately. Daringly. Without even reasoning with himself.
«No more hiding,» Scorpius whispered on his lips.
Albus shook his head, «No more» and he kissed him again.
No more wishing I were someone else.
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heather ; scorbus
Fanfictionwhere albus has feelings for scorpius but rose is heather and albus wishes he was her. based on the song heather written by conan gray. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there...
