Bad Romance

Drexels

Y'all were going to surpass the benchmark while I was sleeping so here's a surprise double-drop (over 4000+ words combined) tonight!

All my other fics are being updated tonight as well if any of y'all care lmfao. I'll shut up now.

Enjoy

-From your POV-

I glanced up at the clock on the wall and it was now 7:00 sharp and Tom and his friends were no longer at that table. Fred and George, I will feed you to the Basilisk. I cross my arms and storm out and into the corridor, looking around for his stupid brunette hair and stupid older friends.

I heard some laughing coming from one end and when I squinted my eyes in that direction, I could just barely make out his haircut. I began pacing in that direction. "Tom! TOM!" I call out and he turns around after the second time, causing his friends to slowly stop a few paces ahead of him. I pick up my pace to catch up to him. "Hey, d'you know where Malfoy is?" I ask. His eyebrow furrows.

"No, why?" he asks me.

"Have to tell him something." I say.

"I'm sure one of the boys might know. They can deliver a message, what's up?" he asks me and I shake my head.

"No, I can go tell him myself." I insist and Tom's demeanor begins getting nasty.

"What?? Sharing secrets with Malfoy, are we?" he says snarkily.

"Tom, it's not like that." I say in a calm but firm tone.

"Then what is it like, Y/n?" he asks in a pointed tone. I let out a soft sigh.

"Never mind then. See you at 8." I mumble before I turn off. I feel his hand on my arm and it's really tight.

"Y/n.... What are you hiding?" he asks me in a low and angry tone. I glance over his shoulder and see his friends watching this ordeal and whispering among themselves and then I look back to him.

"Tom, you're hurting me." I say in a really low tone. All of the sudden, he glances down at his hand and his jaw loosens a little as he lets go of me. He fixes his composure before turning off to his friends.

"Don't bother coming at 8." he says before he turns and joins his friends again. I turn in my own direction and just start walking. I have no idea where I'm going yet, I'm just thinking about what happened. Was he about to hit me? I got so deep in my thoughts. I have NEVER seen like Tom like that towards me. I've seen him angry, but what was that?! I don't feel anything, at first, other than confused. And then it turns into irritation and anger. Why was he so possessive?? It wasn't cute, like, at all. He acts as if Draco isn't one of us now solely because he's a boy. If Tom was asking where Vivian was, I would help him find her if I could. I wouldn't get all pissed off and get so mad at him. And on my birthday?! I just scoffed to myself as I felt my temper build. I was so mad I didn't even notice that I completely bumped into someone when I was walking up the dorm stairs once I was back in my house's wing. I scoff loudly and turn to see Draco.

"What's your problem??" Draco asks in an attitude.

"Nothing, I'm absolutely peachy don't you see??" I snap back.

"Where are you even going? It's almost 8?" he asks.

"Oh my GOD I KNOW IT'S ALMOST 8!" I say as I lightly pull at the roots of my own hair. Draco began glaring at me.

"If you're going to be such a moody bitch then never mind it. Happy Birthday." he says as he storms off back up the stairs. I throw my hands up in surrender.