Y/N. Texting him is like watching rain flow down a window. Texting him is like being free. Texting him is happiness. Mattheo. Texting her is like watching rain flow down a window. Texting her is like being free. Texting her is happiness. Follow Mattheo Riddle and Y/N Snape and their forbidden love unfold via text and...
He lifts me onto the desk. "what're you doing?" I ask out of breath. "I'm going insane." he says, getting closer. "wh-what?" " I can't think of anything but you. I could barely hold myself back from barging into that classroom and putting my hands all over you right in front of malfoy." "really?" I ask in a small voic...
𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 (𝘯.) 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯/𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "Your heart is as cold as my feet are right now and we're on top of Mount Everest Mattheo. So it's bloody cold." "Tell me something I don't know." ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── rankings: #3 mattheoriddle
