ANASTASIA'S POV
It's been about an hour since my call with Tom, he's coming to pick me up and taking me to his house, obviously he's moved out his parents house now thank god. He said he'd be here soon, I'm bunking tomorrow, can't be bothered, feel like shit, the normal basically.
Me and Tom were those childhood best friends, you know what I'm talking about? We would be shipped by literally everyone because we had a good friendship, until he actually got a girlfriend, little skinny blonde bitch named Lucy, she looked like a rat if you ask me. Can't stand her one bit, her and her "Tommy! Come and help me baby!" ugh, she annoys the shit out of me
Little did he know, I actually did like him, then she came along and had to ruin everything, haven't talked to Tom in a while, that's why I only just realized I had already met Mattheo,wasn't friends with him, just knew he existed
I hear a knock at the door "Come in" and just like that, Mr Tom Riddle walks into my living room for the first time in years
(A/N So... I may be plotting, but who know what will happen right? Sorry for not being active that much, to be honest, I feel like shit. But more updates will be coming soon, have a night day/night or whatever <3)
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His Angel || Mattheo Riddle
Romancei did not create Mattheo Riddle so credits to whoever did i don't own any characters except Anastasia Parker //TW// mentions of drugs, alcohol, self harm, swearing and a shit ton of sex mentions, smut 🤟😋
