NM

You and Mattheo Riddle have been best friends for years. Completely, comfortably, unquestionably platonic. Then someone asks why you’ve never hooked up. “Her? She’s not my type.” It shouldn’t bother you. It does. And apparently, all it takes to ruin years of perfectly innocent friendship is one stupid sentence, a little distance, and Mattheo discovering he fucking hates watching someone else take his place beside you.