𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 • 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 ᡣ𐭩 𝐭.𝐧

you kinda breaking no contact...

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

I sigh, a bitter taste being left in my mouth as I down my vodka.

I didn't even want to be here, my friends forced me to come to the club. And now they've abandoned me for their boyfriends.

Typical.

Well, I shouldn't really be salty. If I still had a boyfriend, I would do the same thing.

But unfortunately all men are dickheads. Especially my ex, Theodore.

Oh, Theo.

Maybe he's why I agreed to come here. So I could get drunk and have a few hours where I wouldn't think of him.

But getting drunk isn't working, which only makes me think about him more.

I drag myself off of the bar stool, rejecting some guys as I make my way out of the club.

The small taser I have is burning a hole in my bra as I walk back to Hogwarts, the dark of the night swallowing me up.

If Theodore would be here, I would feel so much safer. He made me feel safe. Protected. Wanted. Loved.

All of those in the past tense though. Because we aren't together anymore.

I genuinely believe that we don't even act like ex's. We act like fucking strangers.

We act as if we never had anything and as if those 3 years meant nothing to either of us.

It's not even about avoiding or ignoring eachother in a malicious way, we just act like nothing happened.

Which honestly hurt me so much more.

Because deep down, there really is no one to fill the void Theodore left.

No one can do it like he did. We really were perfect. Our sex life. The dates we went on. Our chemistry.

Because although he was the love of my life and my literal soulmate, he was also my best friend.

The one I could trust and confide in. So when I lost my boyfriend, I lost my best friend ever.

I arrive to the castle soon, the drinks slowly getting to me. I didn't feel drunk at all while in the club, but now that I'm at the castle, I feel dizzy.

How much did I even drink?

I walk into the common room, but as soon as I do, I bump into a hard chest and hear laughter dying down.

I look up and see Theodore and his friends. But I don't care about his friends.

It's like time stops as I look into Theodore's eyes, everything in the background going away as we stare at eachother.

"Yeah, she's drunk."

"Can she even get to her dorm? Look at her shoes, she'll fall."

"Theodore, go take care of your girl."

I hear the other boys speak, and Theodore elbows one in the chest.

I look around at them now and they're dressed nicely. I wonder where they're going.

Theodore gulps and hesitates, but steps behind me and starts guiding me somewhere with his hand on my back.

"We'll wait here, bro." One of them says.

"I'll just take you to your dorm, Y/n. Okay?" Theodore says, smiling down at me and I don't even react or say anything.

I think even my drunk self knew how... surprising this moment was.