lonely

"What are you writing?" I snap my head up and turn to see Draco leaning over my shoulder. His eyes are focused on my writing.

Out of instinct, I slam my book shut, causing a few stares in my direction.

Holy shit. Please tell me he didn't see anything.

"I didn't know you wrote? I didn't even know you could read?" His fingers entwine in his silky hair as his gaze shifts into my eyes.

"You shouldn't have read that. It's private." I fiddle with my fingers and keep my eyes down.

"What? The fact that you've never experienced anything is private? I'm pretty sure everyone know that Maisie." His words are harsh, It's as if he finds humour in my innocence. I felt insulted.

"It doesn't concern you what I have or haven't experienced so don't read my personal things again." My words fumble, I'm beginning to feel incredibly nauseous.

"It could concern me. I'd be happy to help you out if you need it." His smirk grows with satisfaction.

"W-what are you saying?" It can't be what I think he means?

His face turned serious, "If you want to loose your virginity that bad, I'd fuck you."

"I wouldn't for a second even consider having sex with you." My voice raises a little. Maybe it's the fact that I'm annoyed. Or maybe it's the fact that I have thought about it once or twice.

"Your loss Maisie." His eyes travel up and down my body before they meet my own again. I inwardly cringe at his playboy tendencies.

"All losses are gains not recognised." Is all I can say. My stomach feels like it's about to burst. With anger of course.