𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓭 | mattheo riddle

43 | mattheo and disney

Camila's POV

It was so unexpected... so unecessary. Why did it have to happen to me and Josh? Why? I come to the conclusion that the person to blame was my father. If he wasn't our father, or if he never sided with the Dark Lord, than these death eaters wouldn't have been after us, or my mum.

I was already broken enough, but when Josh asked me, "Are we orphans now?" I couldn't help but break down even more, tears spilling out of my eyes. We got over the death of our father as soon as we found out that he died because we didn't care. We were relieved.

The pain and torture he put my mum, Josh and I through made our life a living hell. As much as he wasn't at home, whenever he was, we'd be scared out of our minds.

But now my mother was gone. Killed by those evil people who worship a man who's dead. It's insane when you think about it. But I know for a fact it's going to take a lot longer to get over my mum's death. I loved her so so much, and she was the best mama any daughter could ask for.

Even in her last moments, her intentions were to protect me, and even Mattheo, a boy she resented. She was a good person, and I could only hope to be just like her.

It's been a couple of days since I found out what happened, and I've been stuck in my dorm, not attending any classes. I've been excused of course, since McGonagall and practically the whole school found out, since it's been in the news. But no mention of the loyalists who killed her. None at all.

The ministry haven't gotten back to me with news about my mothers killers, and the anticipation has been eating away at me day by day. But thankfully, Mattheo makes sure to visit me and comfort me when I need it. We turn the lights off, he snuggles next to me in bed and we watch a movie and eat snacks he brings for me.

He does this every day and it's the best thing ever. Right now, I'm in his arms, munching on popcorn as we watch Tangled. I told him it's a princess movie and he begged me not to put it on, but right now he's so immersed in the movie, his eyes not leaving the projector screen once. Only occasionally, to look at me.

"You have long hair Camila." He says as he chucks popcorn in the air and it lands straight into his mouth. "So you're basically Rapunzel."

I laugh at his comment and look up at him. "And you're basically my prince." He looks down at me and a smile forms on his face.

"Well obviously, I'm jacked as fuck." He says and I roll my eyes.

"Out of all the movies we've watched so far, which ones your favourite?" I ask him, taking a sip from my Tango Ice Blast slush, which I have no idea where he got from. When I asked him he just said, "Don't worry about it."

"Cars 2 was definitely the best." He says, and I laugh. "Then probably Frozen."

"Cute." I say and he scrunches his nose.

"You're cute." My cheeks flush red and he smirks, stealing my slush and taking a sip.

I get butterflies in my stomach thinking about how close me and Mattheo have become, and how our weird situationship has developed from hating each other when we first met. He's definitely grown as a person, and I've seen a caring and soft side to him I never even knew existed. But it warms my heart that I'm the only person who gets to experience that side of him, since he's so cold and nonchalant sometimes to everybody else. I feel like I could tell him anything and not feel judged, and I feel as if I could trust him with my life.

"What you thinking about beautiful?" He asks and my stomach twists at the nickname he has for me.

"I forget that you can read my mind." I groan.

"No, no, I wasn't reading it this time." He says and my jaw drops.

"This time? How often do you read my mind?" I swat him and he stops to think about it.

"Occasionally. But not recently. You're grieving and I don't want to invade your privacy." He tells me and I smile.

"How thoughtful." I say, and I give him a kiss on the cheek. He pulls back slightly afterwards with a look of surprise on his face.

"Thought you were going to kiss my lips." He says and I laugh. "So what were you thinking about? You kept smiling, and I know it wasn't over the movie because Rapunzel and the dude were drowning."

"Oh I was just thinking about how much I like you." I tell him blatantly, snatching the slush off him and slurping it. His face drops and he doesn't say anything. He almost turns pale. "You alright there pal?"

"Uh, don't call me pal. I'm your boyfriend." He corrects me. "I was just processing that you told me you like me."

"Awh." I say. "I swear I've told you this before? And also you're not technically my boyfriend yet. We never made it real."

"Noted." He says, a mischievous look forming on his face, as he strokes his chin as if he's full of thought.

"What are you planning Mattheo Riddle?" I ask him and he shakes his head, opening the dairy milk chocolate.

"Oh nothing." He lies with a shrug. "Nothing at all."

"You liar." I spit and he pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling him, and he pinches my nose.

"Not a liar."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Are."

"Not."

"Are."

"You're sexy." He breathes out abruptly, his hands on my waist. My eyes widen in surprise.

"Whattt?"

"I like you a lot Camila Dobrev." He says and I smile, my heart warming. He kisses my cheek, and slowly his kisses make their way down to my neck, sending a shiver straight though me.

He pulls my hips against him, pushing them back and forth, as he continues to kiss me further. Both of us breathless, we look up at each other and he smiles as I move a curl away from his eyes.

"I'm so glad you're mine Camila."