Bad Romance

Chinese Takeaway

-From your POV-

So here we were. Draco- and I- laying in my bed, not wearing clothes, and out of breath. My legs were numb and we just laid there and stared at the ceiling. "Wow."

"Yeah.." I barely mutter out in between gasps. My mind was blank, it was like sensory overload. It had been so long since I had been with Draco- in every sense. It felt good- well, better than good, but that's not the point- but I was so confused still about everything. "Hey, what does-"

"This mean?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, most people would be dating, I believe." he says smugly. I nudge him in the arm and he lets out a chuckle. "Don't lie, you know you missed my sass." he says, still smug.

"Mhm. Every day that I didn't get to be around my charming jackass, my heart wept." I say back.

"Oh so I am YOUR charming jackass??" he asks back rhetorically.

"Yes, that seems to be my type, doesn't it?" I say with a chuckle and a head shake.

"Yes, actually. Which makes you kind of a weirdo if you ask me." he sasses back.

"If it makes you feel in better, you're my favorite charming jackass."

"Call me your jackass in shining armor?"

"Absolutely not. I'd rather be in Gryffindor than let a man save me." I tease back. He makes a fake gag noise.

"Ew, you must be strict if you'd risk a fate as disgusting as being in Gryffindor." he teases back. I giggle and then turn to him.

"Are you gonna make me ask you out again??" I ask him. He turns his head to me.

"I mean I should, butttt..." his eyes roll up in thought. "You're cute, so I'll let it slide, I guess." he gives a sarcastic sigh. I roll my eyes at him and rest my head down on his shoulder.

"Mhm."

I had no idea how long I was asleep, but I was woken up by the sound of the front door downstairs opening and my dad's voice booming down the house.

"EVA! Y/N! I'M HOME!! DO YOU WANT TAKEOUT FOR DINNER? I WAS THINKING CHINESE?"

Shit shit shit. Fuck. FUCK.

I look over and see Draco still peacefully sleeping and feel my bottom lip curl into a one of those aweeeee pouts. He looks so cute. Wait--no, no time for that right now. I lightly sit up and start nudging Draco in the shoulder. "Draco! You blonde idiot, wake up!" I keep nudging him, but nothing.

Nudge.

Nudge, nudge.

"Hmmm." he grumbles out.

"Draco, wake up." I whisper to him.

"What? I need to rest my jackass." he mumbles out, readjusting his head on my pillows.

"Yeah, you can rest more at YOUR house- where my dad is NOT at." I say. His eyebrows furrow a little bit and then his eyes snap open as he connects the dots.

"Shit! How long have we been asleep??" he says as he sits up

"Well I don't know." I say as I pull the blanket off my leg and stand to the floor. I threw Draco's clothes at him and then began sliding on my own.

"GIRLS? CHINESE, PIZZA, OR THAI?" My dad says, his voice now trailing up the stairs.

"Shit!" I say, zipping the fly on my jeans. Draco had just strangled his shirt on over his head and was still kneeling on my bed, trying to fix his belt.