Pretend

Thirty five - last "fresh" start

Y/n's pov

'So, why exactly are you buying me these sophisticated outfits?'I ask as we leave the third clothing store, I didn't even know there where more than two shops like this in here.

'Starting this year, every weekend I'm going to take you out for lunch or dinner. You don't want to go on dates wearing-'

I cut him off, I already know what he's about  to say

'I know I know no need to tell me again and again'
I say trying to sound annoyed,but I can't hide my smile.

Not gonna lie, but there are times where I feel self conscious. Don't get me wrong, Tom always makes me feel loved, but there are moments when I think about how easily replaceable I may be.
Tom's parents are fine with me because of my family, but there are plenty of wealthy Slytherin's girls out there.

I don't really show it when I'm feeling down, I'm good at pretending after all.

Then, just like a lifeguard , Tom's voice saves me from drowning in my negative thoughts.

'Let me hold them for you' says Tom snatching the paper bags from my hand.
He holds them in one hand and puts the free arm around my shoulder.

'Haven't I told you already?' He asks looking down at me

'What??' I look at him too

'You are so fucking gorgeous, I could just- ' he hesitates but then he leans toward my face and kiss me rapidly in the lips

'TOM! There are kids in here' I chuckle

'Exactly! Thats why we must hurry home' he states as he takes my hand and starts running

I laugh with him as we rush through he people

Maybe we are the kids

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'Tom come here a minute please,'
I'm currently struggling with closing my trunk, too much stuff it doesn't want to close.

'Yes?' He walks toward me after closing his own trunk.

'I— CANT—close—it' I say through groans as I put all my weight on top of the wooden thing

'I got it, move a little'

I move away and he pulls out his wand (I know what you are thinking you naughty kid)

With a swish of his hand the trunk closes effortlessly

He looks at me proudly and I roll my eyes

'Thank you, but if you get caught.. I've never seen a thing'

'If I get caught, they won't say a thing. They fear my father'

I'm not really sure about what to say so I just change the topic

'It's already 11 pm, we have to wake up early tomorrow let's sleep' I state climbing on the bed and patting the empty space beside me

'I'll follow you there later, I still have a few things to do' he says leaning to kiss me

'Alright, goodnight then' I say forcing a smile

I cuddle unto the blanket, my back facing Tom who is sitting at the desk.

Ending the night just like these last days, without him by my side.