Bad Romance

Jacqueline

-From Draco's POV-

Oh shit. Shit shit shit. I was laying on my side, facing Y/n and we both just stared at each other in shock. "Damnit." she whispers.

"Uhhh, let's get-" I practically fell off my bed. "-dressed." I started yanking my outfit back together and Y/n does the same thing. I was fumbling with my belt buckle when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I spin around to face Y/n, who's standing on the other side of my bed. "Hide! Under my bed." I whisper-shout at her. She quickly drops to her knees and shuffles under my bed, and I smooth over my messy bed sheets and run my hands through my hair, which had gotten messy.

The door creeks open. "Draco, dear?" mother's voice calls out from the doorway. I turn and face her.

"Yes?"

"The shopping is done, dinner will be ready shortly." she tells me.

"Okay mum." she stares at me for a minute.

"Why are you smiling so wide?" she asks me. I felt my smile drop. I guess I hadn't even noticed I was smirking.

"Uh, Y/n came by earlier. She forgot her wand here." I make up. A smile creeps across her face.

"Ooooh, Y/n. You fancy that girl, don't you?" she coos. I feel my face getting red because I know Y/n can literally hear all of this, but then again, something tells me she feels the same way.

"Yeah, actually. I really do." I admit shyly.

"As you should. I'd be rather confused if you didn't. I mean, have you seen the girl? Absolutely stunning. I like her better than that silly bimbo you had over at Christmas." she rambles out. Oh my God, shushhhh. I did not tell Y/n about having Aria over at Christmas.

"Yeah, mum. I like her a lot." I say.

"Well, when are you going to ask her out??" she prods.

"I'm waiting for her to ask me out." I say in a cocky tone, making sure that Y/n can hear it. I would ask her out, but I've done it before it didn't go well, so the ball is in her court.

"Draco Malfoy!"

"Mum!"

"Mhm. Sassy boy, you are." she chirps as she closes the door, the sound of footsteps descending down the stairs. My heart is going like a freight train, and then I hear shuffling and a familiar voice from behind me, causing me to turn around.

"You have a lot of- interesting-magazines under your bed." Y/n criticizes. I feel my face get hot and I lightly fold my arms.

"Well obviously I didn't mean for anyone to be under my bed." I tease.

"Har har." she says, tossing a pillow at me. I laugh and then place the pillow back on the bed. "I heard you gushing about me." she says. I feel my face get hotter again and her cheeks lightly start turning red. "And, about what I was going to say earlier.... I think....." she draws out in hesitation. "Um, I think that I'm falling in love with you." she spits out sheepishly. She can barely look in my eyes, she's so nervous she keeps looking around everywhere else. This was so weird. Y/n was NEVER like this. She was always this badass and confident girl who was precise and concise at all times. Seeing her like this almost felt special; it was like she was letting herself be seen- really seen- by me. Before I could say anything, she started blushing furiously. "Don't, say anything. Um- this is... yeah, bye!" she said as she slides open my window and crawls out. I walk over and peer out to make sure she got down fine. She gracefully used her wand for some type of anti gravity spell to float to the ground. Once on the ground, she looked at me and waved and I waved back before closing my window.