This Was A Mistake | Mattheo Riddle X Reader

chapter 12

Maya
I was drinking so much that I had lost track on who I was even dancing with. Oh—I wasn't dancing with Mattheo. "Sorry- who are you?" I looked at the girl who held my hand as we danced together.

She had light brown, curly hair, glowing brown eyes, and wore a red dress that suited her beautifully.

"I'm Hermione Granger. Gryffindor. Friend of Pansy's." she said loudly over the music.

Whaaaat???

My eyes slightly widened taking in second taking in what she just said. Pansy, my best friend, friends with a Gryffindor? That's very unexpected considering Pansy hates Gryffindors with a passion. Or she did.

Am I that drunk? There's no way.

Draco is the one who truly hates them. He's just ignorant so he's not very relevant.

"I'm Amaya Esmeray. Do you mind pointing where the couch is? I need a seat! There's so many people!" I laughed over the music.

She pointed to my side and I started making—stumbling my way through the big crowds of people dancing.

I saw Mattheo sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette, resting his eyes. He wore a pair of perfectly fitted, black trousers, and a black, long sleeve button up shirt, tightly fitting around him, showing his muscles, the sleeves slightly rolled up close to his elbow. He had a few buttons undone, a little of his chest showing.

I couldn't tell if Draco was watching or nearby, but I decided I wanted to sit on his lap because why not.

There were other people sitting in front of him, looking as if they were going to pass out drunk. I didn't care.

When I sat on his lap, his hands immediately grasped tightly onto my waist and he opened his eyes, shooting his head down at my face, "Relax, it's just me." I smirked at him resting my head on his right shoulder.

"I just need to rest my head a bit." I dug it into his shoulder more.

He positioned my hips into a more comfortable position for himself and lifted my head up from his shoulder, "How much did you drink tonight?" He asked. I put one arm around his shoulders as i looked down at his cigarette.

"Does that really matter now? Want to makeout with me??" I traced my finger around his cheek then around his lips.

"No." he said as he lifted me off of him and set me down beside him on the couch.

"God, you're so boring, Theo! I guess I'll just go give Draco exactly what he wants!" I lied as I started to make my way up from the couch but his hands roughly sat me back down on his lap.

"No. You won't. Not after what he did to you." he took the cigarette out of his mouth, blowing the smoke out to the side then looking at me.

"Well- I'm clearly very—so I don't give a-" he cut me off by pulling me in by my back into a rough and sloppy kiss. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as I swayed my hips on top of his lap while he had one hand pressed against my back and the other on the left side of my waist.

I slowly ran one of my hands through his soft, curly hair as I moaned quietly into his mouth but then he took his hand off of my waist and stopped my hand from traveling through more sections of his hair, pulling it down, pulling my face away from the kiss.

"Don't you dare touch my hair again." his dark brown eyes stared deadly into mine. I felt uncontrollably bold so I took my other hand and twirled my finger through the front strands hanging above his forehead followed by a drunk giggle.