your best friend, pansy parkinson posted a picture of you and her on her instagram story and it gets the attention of draco malfoy who slides up on her story and is now trying to get your number.
Itās late on a Friday night. Iām at Claire Biggsās house when a loud knock on the house door breaks the silence. Johnny Kavanagh, the popular rugby captain, is drunk outside the door and looking for a place to sleep for the night.
The girl in yellow laughed softly as a cab pulled over, dark hair catching the noon light like it had been made for it. She moved with effortless grace, completely unaware of the city staring. Something hit Simon low in the chest, sharp and certain.
Theodore Nott hates being touchedāby anyone except you. Nobody understands why he lets you close, why he leans into your hands like he needs them, why he relaxes the second you brush against him. You always thought he was just⦠comfortable around you. But now youāre starting to realize itās deeper than that. Theodore isnāt just touch-starved. Heās you-starved.
i didn't want her in my lap. okay, maybe that's a lie but i definitely didn't want it like this. Stuffed in the backseat with too many people, and somehow she ends up sitting on me. she smirks like she's enjoying every second of my discomfort. and then she starts moving.
joey lynch, the former hurler and tommenās resident troublemaker, is drunk and on drugs outside the door and looking for a place to sleep for the night.
Years after Hogwarts, you never expected to see Draco Malfoy againālet alone like this. Gone are the pressed robes and stiff manners. Instead, heās tall, inked, and devastatingly handsome, with tattoos peeking out from under rolled-up sleeves, a cell phone in his pocket, and a motorcycle parked at the curb. His silver eyes are sharper than ever, catching yours with a mix of curiosity and something you canāt quite place. Youāve always had the biggest crush on himā¦