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lorenzo berkshire x slytherin reader !

written by @riddlevries ! do not copy !

drunk text.

yesterday, drank way too much and stayed up too late

“c’mon this is your sixth one, pansy” i said as i tried to stop her from drinking. the short haired girl pushed my hands away, wanting to drink more and more. we were celebrating slytherin for beating gryffindor in quidditch and the atmosphere in the room was so stuffy I could hardly breathe. even in this state, i couldn’t help but to think about him. lorenzo berkshire. the man that i’ve loved even before i knew his name. lorenzo berkshire, known for his gentleman behaviour despite being in slytherin. my eyes wander around the common room and almost instantly i spotted him. he was shining, without having the lights on him he was shining. he was laughing with his friends and gosh, he looks gorgeous.

started to write what i wanna say

knowing i don’t have the courage to go and tell him face to face, i took out my phone and pressed on our chat. i vividly remember our first conversation in which he texted me for the potions homework. it was short and simple but i was over the moon that out of all the other people he could’ve texted, he chose me. i typed my feelings towards him even though i know i will never have the chance to even get his attention.

deleted the message but i still remember it said

feeling pathetic, i began deleting the paragraphs i wrote for him. pansy who happened to take a look at my phone said something that will change how i feel towards lorenzo. “i remember draco saying lorenzo once sent a drunk text to a girl, the text seemed like he really adores her” she said while glancing at him.

i wish i was who you drunk texted at midnight

imagine being the girl that received lorenzo’s drunk text. it must be nice, having the most perfect guy to drunk text you sweet messages. it was at this moment that i realise i have no chance with him. of course i don’t, he’s perfect and i am just.. me.

wish i was the reason you stay up till 3, and you can’t fall asleep, waiting for me to reply

“he must’ve really like that girl” i said to pansy. she nodded, “i heard he also stayed up late waiting for her response. don’t you think that’s very cute?”. i nodded even if my heart disagrees with pansy out of jealousy. i turned my gaze back to lorenzo and it seemed like the time had stopped. he was looking at me. not the one second glance, but full on looking at me. we held the eye contact for what seemed like hours until i broke it off feeling my heart ache. not wanting to hurt myself more, i decided to go back to the dorm. this has been a long night and i needed a rest. i informed pansy and walked straight to my dorm without looking back at lorenzo.

i wish i was more than just someone you walk by

i laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling. why can’t i be the girl he likes? why can’t i be more than just his classmate who he often walks by in the corridors? even our smallest interactions like nodding slightly at each other while passing by or him apologizing because he accidentally bumped into me got me thinking about it all day long.

wish i wasn’t scared to be honest and open, instead of just hoping

maybe if i wasn’t so shy or nervous around him, i could build up the courage and talk to him. maybe if i wasn’t so scared, we would be closer. maybe if i wasn’t scared to talk about my feelings towards him, we would be more than what we are right now. but that’s all just a maybe.

you’d feel what i’m feeling inside

i wish i could hate him. i wish i could hate him for making me like this. for making me unable to sleep thinking about him. for making me lose focus on my classes. for making me question myself. i wish i could hate him and make him feel how i feel about him. but i can't hate him, and i never will despite him making my life miserable by just existing.