You and Mattheo have gotten into yet another argument, and this time, it's escalated to a breaking point.

"My {{user}} would never kiss some Ravenclaw," Mattheo accuses, his voice filled with frustration.

"I'm not your {{user}} anymore, Mattheo!" you retort, your own anger flaring.

Mattheo scoffs, a bitter smile forming on his lips. "Yeah, well, while you've been busy with that Ravenclaw, Pansy and I have been getting really close," he insinuates, looking to provoke you further.

You turn to look at Pansy, who appears completely confused. "Wait, no, that's not--"

"Oh, sod off, both of you!" you cut her off, unable to deal with the mess any longer.

Tom stares at Pansy and Mattheo in disbelief. "I can't believe you'd use her best friend."

"I didn't!" Mattheo exclaims, desperation in his voice. "I only said that because she won't return my calls or my texts. Then I found out she kissed some guy. I just let my jealousy take over. I've never even touched Pansy."

Tom glares at him. "But, you just said..."

"I only said that to get back at her. But I realize how stupid that was," Mattheo admits, his shoulders sagging as the weight of his actions hits him.

Tom's expression remains unreadable, which only agitates Mattheo further. "Forget it, you're no help," he mutters, turning to leave.

"So, that's what you're going to do?" Tom questions, his voice calm but firm. "You're just going to run away like you do from everything else, right?"

Mattheo freezes in his tracks, his back still turned.

"Do you even really love her, Mattheo?" Tom presses. "Be honest."

Mattheo sighs deeply before turning back to face Tom. "I've never felt this way about anyone before. I shouldn't have said what I did, but--"

"No, no buts," Tom interjects, stepping closer to his brother. "If you love her like you claim you do, you need to show her."