twisted

seventeen

*sexual content

tw: suicidal thoughts

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lucille granger

There we were again - the lake. The sun was beginning to set in the most perfect position - we had a full view of its setting from the clearing.

I loved it here. No one in the world knew where we were, or what we were doing. We could scream at the top of our lungs and no one would hear.

It was an escape from reality. We both needed it-. especially because of Draco.

Draco didn't exist at this lake. His name was lost below the rocks that were laying on the floor of the deepest waters, where no one would ever come across it.

It was a shame that we'd only been together for a few days and Draco had almost ruined it already. We'd had no time to sit and be a fucking couple without him breathing right on our necks.

I envied Blaise and Onyx. They had no one watching their every move. They could do whatever they wanted and no one tried to fuck it up in the process.

Throughout the days we'd been together, every time Lorenzo and I joked or teased one another or got remotely close in public, Draco would be there with his famous glare, stealing the laughs from our lungs and tossing them out the window.

But here-. Here, we had peace.

We could talk, laugh, do whatever our hearts desired without the fear of the blonde-haired boy behind us.

Lorenzo loosed his grip on my hand as we sat down.

Although I straddled him instead. He let out a short laugh and sat upwards, his knees bent, helping me stabilize.

My hands grasped his hair on the back of his head. I searched his eyes, back and forth, in a state of awe.

He searched right back through mine, a small wondrous smile beginning to spread across his pink full lips.

"I wish we did things like this when we were younger," He began. "Maybe we would've realized."

His fingers pranced along my waist, sending vibrations full of affection throughout my body with every touch.

"At least we realized. At least it's happening now, Lorenzo."

He took a breath and looked out at the lake as the sun's final colors shone and created a mirror on the water.

"I-. I know."

"What?"

"Nothing, I just-. God, we wasted so many years," he breathed as he dropped his head to my chest.

"It's okay, Enzo," I said, running my fingers through his hair.

He brought his head back up and looked at me intently. "I know, but things would've been different if it wasn't now-. With Draco being a dick and all."

"Draco has always been a dick."

"Well, of course. But-. Like- towards our relationship and all."

"Can we not talk about Draco right now? We can talk about it later, I just want to enjoy this time with you alone," I admitted.

"Enjoy, you say?" He asked, a smirk on his face. His hand came to my hair and started to run through my messy strands.

I planted a kiss on his lips, causing him blush.

One of his rings got entangled in my hair as he ran his fingers down my hair.

"Ah, shit," He swore.