them as 'ifhy'

• 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

- his pov -

• "But ten minutes can't go past without you brushing my thoughts..."

Y/n, Y/n, Y/n.

She's the only thing on my mind. The only thing.

When I'm in class, when I'm in my dorm, when I'm with my friends, when I'm alone.

A huge grin takes over my face when Y/n sits next to me. Everyones in the courtyard eating lunch, and now Y/n is eating hers while sat next to me.

We're both chatting and I make a small, flirtatious joke which makes her giggle.

Fuck, that laugh.

I smile and she smiles and we both chuckle and I just know that the moment will just keep playing in my head.

-

I get back to class and sit down, grabbing my pot of dark blue ink.

Blue is her favourite colour.

Fucking hell, I think this girl is making me go insane. She's the only thing I think about and I don't recognize this feeling.

Is this love?

-

I flop onto my bed, towel still wrapped around my waist and all I can think about is... Y/n.

I clench my jaw, almost feeling embarrassed of myself and how much this girl roams my mind.

I fall asleep thinking of that girl.

• 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 •

- your pov -

• "I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled."

I see Draco at the end of the hall and I smile to myself, my stomach filling with butterflies.

I walk toward him, his friends staring at me with judgemental looks.

"Hey, Draco. I finished your full project like you asked me to."

His friends smirk as Draco takes the paper from my hands. I had finished his homework for him because he said he was busy.

I didn't mind helping him.

"Can we go out now? Like... you said?" I say.

"No, no. Look, Y/n, I think you're mixing things up. Let's talk in the corner, okay?"

His friends chuckle, and I frown at them as Draco pulls me to the side.

"Draco, I really like you. Why are youe friends laughing? I-"

"I don't like you like that, Y/n. I was just joking when I said I'd take you out. Don't be emotional."

"But- But, that's not cool! I do really like you Draco, I thought-"

"You thought wrong." He says, scoffs and walks away.

I've never been good at hiding how I feel.

• 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 •

- his pov -

• "You're good at being perfect, we're good at being troubled."

I watch Y/n from afar, showing off the promise ring I gave to her yesterday.

I can bet that she's telling everyone how happy we both are and how great we are together.

Little did they know...

Y/n is so good at being perfect to the naked eye; she's attractive, good grades and charming.

What more could you want?

But still, we bicker almost everyday, arguing over the smallest things and causing trouble over nothing.

I know she gets upset easily, but I also don't wanna sit around and just see her sad, so I try and comfort her.

Which is when things get ugly.

Maybe we just aren't meant for eachother like we both keep insisting.

Maybe it is better for us to just part ways at once. But... my parents.

My parents are everything to me and they adore Y/n. Which means it would probably break their hearts if we broke up.

And yesterday I gave her a beautiful promise ring. Because truly, we have our good moments and I do love her.

I just wish the good moments were enough to block the bad ones out.

• 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐢 •

- your pov -

• "Crazy who make me the happiest can make me the saddest."

I wake up, curled up in Blaise's bed.

I hear the shower running and my smike drops when I realize that I've woken up too early and Blaise is still here.

Normally I wake up later on weekends, and Blaise is already out with his friends.

He's always with his friends instead of with me.

I think of last night; when I saw Blaise with another girl on his lap.

Or did I see that? I was a bit drunk and Blaise always says I'm being crazy.

But it makes me so sad. Because I know he's been cheating on me. But he makes me so... so happy.

He makes me happy when he kisses me before bed, when he cuddles me at night, when he hugs me in the shower.

He makes me happy when we pillow talk in the morning, when he rests his hand on my thigh in class and when he kisses my forehead.

But he also makes me so sad. The arguments, the betrayal and how his mood swings affect me so much.

And it's crazy how someone who can make me so happy can also make me so sad.

But I love him at the same time.

• 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 •

- his pov -

• "You turned into a bitch, who let the dogs out?"

I sigh, dragging my hands through my hair and enduring another round of Y/n yelling at me.

When did she turn into such a bitch?

I flinch when she shoves peices of paper into my chest, her stiletto nails very lightly digging into my skin.

"Get a life, Theodore! Look at your fucling grades, do you have no goals? What do you even wanna do with your life? This is pathetic!"

I gulp.

"Well if I'm so pathetic, just fucking leave and stop being such a bitch." I say calmly and she frowns, only getting angrier.

"Excuse me? I..." She raises her voice now, getting even more close and personal to me.

She gets closer and I dip my head down.

"I really don't know when you turned into such a whining bitch, but you shouldn't stop. It's a bad look, baby."

I whisper, before smashing my lips onto hers.

-

"Theo!" She screams my name as I pound into her and I feel those nails scratch my back.

"You look better like this. This is the only thing you're good for." I say, biting her lip and the hurt in her eyes brings me satisfaction.

She's still my bitch.

• 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

- his pov -

• "I fucking hate you. But I love you."

I love you, I love you, I love you.

The three most emptiest words I've ever heard in my life, especially coming from the girl I've been dating for 3 years.

But despite hating the girl, I always say it back. Because I have to say it back

Me and Y/n really are a lost cause.

We've been boyfriend and girlfriend for 3 years, but on the interior of our relationship... there's nothing.

This is all a show. Our parents have set us up for some stupid business deal.

But after a year of the deal, we did genuinely start to... love eachother.

But a few family arguments and rough nights later, we've grown to hate eachother again.

Now we just... use eachother for the wealth of our families.

Yeah, I mean, to put a lable on us is complicated but the only thing that brings us together is the fact that our families need money.

I've told her that I don't and will never love her again, but... am I even being honest with myself?

I still look at her the same way, I still see her as the loving girl who likes to read and write.

The girl that loves animals despite being bitten like a million times.

"I hate you." I say as I kiss down her collarbone and as I place her onto my bed.

But I love her.

Which is why I hate her.

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