He Doesn't Want Them

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I sighed as I sunk into a chair in the common room next to Mattheo. "That Draco is so hot, did you see who he was dancing with?" I overheard a group of girls say. "All girls are like that, they got really jealous when you danced with him," Mattheo said with a sigh. "Well tell them all that it was a stupid dare and they can have him!" I yelled. "That's the thing, he doesn't want them," He said softly. 

I shook my head and stomped to my room. I buried my face in my hands as I sat on my bed, why me? Mattheo sat next to me and rubbed my back. "Are you alright?" He asked. "Fine," I lied. "Don't lie to me Haven," He commanded as he kissed my head. "Why does he have to love me? I mean, what is love?" I asked. Mattheo was wordless for several moments until he asked "Didn't your aunt and uncle love you?" I rolled up my sleeve revealing the cigarette burns and whip lashes. My eyes filled up with tears at the flashbacks. "Haven," He said softly as he pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. I fell asleep in his grip.

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