Ink / Draco Malfoy (18+)

"He is just broken."

"He is just broken."

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"Can we talk?",

I forced myself to look up from the text I was reading to look back at the tall ginger in front of me. I was aware that the way I was ignoring him hurt him- probably even more than that.

"Later.", I said quickly.

The palm of his hand gently met the wooden surface of the table, the library was empty, we were sorrounded by a suffocating silence. He shook his head slightly, some red hairs falling over his forehead as he quietly dragged a chair back, slipping down at it slowly,

"No-", he spoke quite harshly, making me take a quick look at him, "we need to talk now."

I folded my hands, resting them on the table gently as I just stared at him blankly, "Okay, start talking then.", his face shifting, looking rather uncomfortable now,

"I-", the sound of his voice interrupted the silence we were sitting in, causing him to whisper harshly, "I feel like you've been ignoring me after what happened after the party."

My jaws clenched as I felt like he was calling me out, even though I knew he was more than right, "I haven't been ignoring you George, it's just-"

"Look, I know something happened between the two of you.", my breathing became heavier at the thought of the boy who had broke my heart less than 48 hours ago, "And what happened between us was wrong, but I don't want to see you-", his tone got softer at the thought of it, "like that."

I swallowed thickly, hoping it would take the heavy weight of his words away, at least some of it- but with every second that passed they seemed to get even heavier,

"Look, I don't know what you think is going on," I forced a chuckle as I looked down again, "but I'm fine, so-"

"That's the problem," he sighed, his hands still resting on the table, "You promised me that you would come to me, and you promised me that you'll be fine,",

something in his voice changed,

"And now you're sitting in front of me, and you are obviously not fine and-", I looked up just to see tears prickling in the corner of his eyes,

"and you're shutting me out again."

I bit the inside of my cheek thinking about his words, fighting a silent battle with myself. I wanted to let him in so badly, but hurting him was something I promised myself to never do again.

And explaining the way I felt towards Draco was the most hurtful thing I could do to him and myself.

"And you're probably not telling me about this, because you're scared of hurting me, but-", he inhaled deeply, releasing a heavy breath right after, "but seeing you like that is a different kind of pain."

He knew I was hurting terribly. Over the last two days, I had spent my entire energy trying to hide the way I was feeling,

but of course he knew. He always did.

"I'm sorry, okay?", my sight dropped as my heart ached from the way he looked at me, "What do you expect me to say?"

He leaned closer with his eyes wide open, a look of pure honesty in his reddened eyes, "I just want you to admit that you're hurting so I can make you feel better.", his lips curled into a soft smile as I narrowed my eyebrows,

"You can't.", he stared at me, parting his lips slowly, "But I can listen."

I leaned back confidently, crossing my arms over my chest. My heart dropped completely with every single word leaving his lips. My mind was spinning in circles around the blonde boy and how he hurt me, but I never felt sorry for myself, because I felt like I was doing the exact same to George,

causing the same pain I was trying to heal from.

Somewhere in the depths of my mind I couldn't keep myself from believing that I deserved all of this. All of that shattered hope and helpless longing for a person that didn't feel the same way about me,

for hurting another pure soul that loved me so deeply.

"What did I do to deserve you?", I smiled softly, still trying to hold back all the torturous thoughts lingering in the back of my mind.

The smile on his lips grew wider as he saw my face lighten up for the first time in days,

his eyes traveled down my face, enjoying the way my teeth rested on my bottom lip, "You deserve the world by just being you.", his elbows were resting on the table as they cupped his cheeks,

"Now tell me what happened."

My smile faded slowly as I struggled to get out any words. I wasn't really sure whether talking about it would help me get it out of my system, but now was the chance to,

as in front of me was the only soul I would have put that much trust in.

"I heard him talking to Sapphirus-"

"That new Slytherin kid?", he cut me off and I nodded in response,

"I heard them talking in the hallway after leaving the party, and I heard Draco saying some things that-", I swallowed thickly inbetween the words, "let's just say they weren't quite nice to hear.",

George furrowed his brows in confusion, "What'd he say?"

"He said he didn't care about me and that I was just a stupid girl he fucked.", I said quickly, my sight grounded at his hands that were now clenching violently,

"and when I asked him if that was the truth, he just admitted it.", my tone almost broke, "He doesn't care about me, he never did."

My eyes slowly started moving up to his face, noticing his clenched jaw and fury eyes. He looked like every single cell inside of his body was screaming, but he didn't make a sound.

"I know it's stupid to fall for him, and I know I should've expected that to happen, but-",

"No.", George cut me off harshly, "This isn't your fault Liv, don't you dare blame yourself for what he did.",
I didn't blame him for what he did- I simply blamed myself for falling for him.

"It's just that- I've known him for so long now, but I feel like I've never really seen him until now. I saw some parts of him George- he isn't the person everyone sees in him.", I inhaled sharply, hurting from the way it all came crushing down on me,

"He is not evil, George, he is just broken. All he does- is pretend. But beneath all the tiny scars on his ashen skin,"

my eyes met his fury ones as I watched them turning softer from every word I said, from the way I spoke so kindly about the person I couldn't heal from,

"lies a boy with a haunted mind with a bruised soul."

He stared at me blankly, in utter silence, until he couldn't stop himself from smiling to himself, and I noticed,

"What?"

"How do you do that?"

I looked at him in confusion, "What do you mean?"

His eyes met mine again as he leaned closer,

"Still seeing the good in someone who hurt you that bad?"

I leaned back, my arms resting heavily on the table in front of me, until I realized and moved closer, 

"Aren't you doing the same?"

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