I am a Riddle | Draco Malfoy, 18+

F o u r t e e n,

'' What the fuck are you playing at, Riddle?'' He growled out, his face inches away from mine, utterly furious to why I agreed to meet Adrian; his hold of my jaw tensed, '' You're not meeting Pucey tomorrow — I hope you know that,''

I gulped at his tells, staring intensely into the raging blue eyes, '' You don't get to decide—,''

'' Don't try me right now,'' He bites back, shutting me up completely, '' You're not seeing him, and that's the end of this—,''

My heart ached at the look of him, how numb, hollow he watched to be. I fluttered a huff, giving into his hold as I wrapped my hand around his, prying his fingers off my skin, '' Draco—,''

He shoed back, his hand held onto mine for a slight second before he withdrew from me altogether — a ring-coated hand sped through his hair, tugging it back as he started pacing, back and forth over the tile floor,

My veins iced as his steps echoed loudly, his ragged breaths filled the quietness, '' Talk to me,'' I tried to speak, but nothing,

He was trapped in his own temper, '' Talk to me, please — Draco,''

The instant he caught onto his name, dropping off my tongue, his head snapped to mine, '' What?''

'' What is the matter—,''

'' The matter?'' He mocked, mimicking my voice, '' My fucking problem is that I saw how he looked at you—,''

'' I'm not stupid. I knew exactly what that fool was thinking,'' Draco's words almost broke in shouting, arms thrown in the air before eyes narrowed in mine, '' He can't have you...'' Draco breathed, taking long strides back to me,

'' I can't let him have you,''

Jealousy filled the space between us as he closed it, his body tensed and coldly pressed against mine, '' Don't let him have you,''

The suit covered arms placed on each side of me, trapping me in his hold, '' Do you remember what I asked of you?'' The blonde one questioned, so close, my senses filled with the scent of mint and cologne, '' Do you remember what you promised me?''

I shook my head as an answer, nearly too startled of his behavior to do anything, to say something that might set him off completely — the tension grew as his nose brushed against mine, hues flicked between my eyes and lips,

He was handsome,

More than handsome, and I never really noticed,

The way his blonde strands of hair fell perfectly over his head, how the dark eyelashes made his eyes shimmer even more,

Draco cleared his throat, nearly hesitant to what he was about to speak, yet as the cold boy he lived to be, he did it without doubt, '' That I'm the only one who's allowed to make you cum,''

No,

No,

No,

It will always be this,

Whore,

He will always see me like a whore,

My face twisted in grimace, the twirls off blood flushing through my veins scored coldly, '' What did you just—,'' I hewed myself off, shoving past him,

'' You actually believe that I would sleep with him?'' My tone broke in disbelief, my heart ached, '' I didn't even sleep with you, Draco — why would I ever...'' My feet stumbled past the tile floor, distancing myself from him,

The blonde one shook his head, hands tugged at his hair, '' No, you don't fucking listen—,'' He growled, booting inches away, his fingers cupped my cheeks to drag my face closer to his, '' I didn't—, I didn't say that,''