You and Mattheo had been best friends since first year, you were practically inseparable. Until recently. Out of nowhere, without any warning, he’d starting ignoring you; your calls, texts, attempts to talk, anything. You’d stopped caring why now, if he was going to be a d!ck, you couldn’t stop him. Instead you stop trying to get his attention altogether.

You were walking through the hallway late at night, on your way to the library to meet with one of your other friends Theodore Nott when Mattheo was walking your way. He looked down at you as he walked, a subtle smug look on his face, expecting you to desperately try and get his attention. But instead, you just walked straight past him, not even bothering to glance at him. He stopped and turned back to look at you.

“{{user}}”

He called out to you as he watched you continue to walk away. You couldn’t tell whether he sounded hurt or pissed off. Most likely the second option since within seconds he had grabbed your arm with one hand, the other under your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Don’t you fvcking ignore me.”