mattheo and you were the perfect couple, literally perfect for each other, you made each other madly in love.

you'd been together for two years, started dating during your 4th year. you seemed to be perfect together. seemed.

secretly your relationship was obsessive, mostly on his part, but you never blamed him for any of his problems because you knew what he'd been through. he was toxically in love with you, to the point where he spread the disease to you, you were so dependent on him it was unhealthy. you needed his attention, craved it. and he had serious anger issues, never to the point of hurting you, but he scared you. he just lost control.

until finally, at the beginning of 7th year, you two broke up. and now it'd been almost 2 months. you were still madly in love with him, and despite his new weekly girls, he was still madly in love with you, no matter how far he looked, there was no girl better.

you'd usually been a pretty mixed person socially, but often chose being alone, you liked crowds occasionally, but you also hated people most of the time. mattheo loved that about you, you could be the life of the party or the girl who sat in the corner smoking alone, but since the breakup, you'd stopped caring, you suddenly were always the life of the party, in fact you were too much, you'd drink wayyy to much and get yourself into the worst situations, and your mental state had gotten trashed.

tonight, you had taken way to many shots and were deliriously following two guys to their dorm in your tiny red dress.

mattheo, who had been sitting on the common room couch talking to a girl, saw you walking up the stairs, and not the ones to the girls dormitory, while two guys were all over you, and you cleary in no state to be okay with it. and quite frankly, the girl he was with was really chatty. so he groaned and rolled his eyes, getting up and walking away from the girl, approaching you on the steps.

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