#Back to the Old House

[twinkpeaked]

thank god Morrissey was miserable now i have a song for every sad minor inconvenience in my life

[lov3notts]

you never knew

ᥫ᭡Mattheo Riddle x F!readerᥫ᭡

summary: mattheo regrets not telling you he likes you, but its to late because you've moved on.

warning: none, just a little sad

a/n: this drabble is heavily inspired by "back to the old house"- The smiths & that scene where Matt is listening to them during a party(ifykyk) sorry for the lack of fic's, college is kicking my ass right now

Multicolored lights danced across the walls, casting a kaleidoscope of hues on the laughing faces of people. The room was buzzing with excitement, but all Mattheo felt was a heavy weight on his chest. The laughter around him felt hollow, a stark reminder of his loneliness. 

Conversation blended into a blur when his eyes set on you. His heart ached as he stood there, feeling invisible in the crowd. His face falls, and a wave of sadness washed over him as your face lights up as Theo whispers in her ear. Your soft giggles filled the air, the way he used to make you laugh.

Mattheo feels a tight knot in his chest as he watches you smile and enjoy yourself with his best friend. 

His heart ached with regret, knowing he had let too many moments slip by without telling you how he truly felt.

There’s too many memories of all the time you guys spent together, every shared glance, every lingering touch. 

Dreams of his future together with you. His eyes lingered a little longer. Seeing you and Theo so embraced in each other, as if you were the only two in the world, seeing how effortlessly you two connect.

The saddest things he’s ever seen. 

You never knew how much he really liked you

Because he never even told you

But he meant too, he really meant to tell you but the fear of ruining your friendship or losing you all together kept him silent. The painful realization that things will never go back to how things were when you were guys were close. 

He turned away, seeking a way out of this moment. He slips out of the Slytherin dungeon, the cool night air hitting his face as he walks up the stairs. He walks away from the party, each step feeling heavier than the last. The sounds of music fade behind him, replaced by the quiet of the night. Lost in his thoughts, trying to come to terms that you will never be his.

All because he never told you how he really felt.

ᥫ᭡reblog's & comment's are appreciatedᥫ᭡

more a/n: AHHH, thank you for all the support on my first fic!!! I am unbelievably grateful to each & everyone of you. I also wanted to say hiiii to my new followers:)) my asks are always open if you want to request or simply talk!! xoxo

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divider by @enchanthings

[galina]

Debris of a dinner party, which is to say, debris of love

[bylerpining]

and you never knew how much i really liked you

'cause i never even told you

oh, but i meant to

[dailytraingirl]

when you cycled by

here began all my dreams

the saddest thing i’ve ever seen.

[samtamdan]

[cherrybitezz]

"i don't want to go back to the old house, there's too many bad memories."

[malarkgirlypop]

Back to the old house

who let me near sad songs and BoB?

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

The Smiths – Back to the Old House

[tinta-y-cometas]

"Y nunca supiste lo mucho que me gustabas, porque ni siquiera llegué a decírtelo, y créeme que quise"

[clare-with-no-i]

Order Era | Canon Divergent | 5.8k | listen to the playlist

for dearest @kay-elle-cee! read now on AO3

[chroniclesofnadia111]

🖤🖤🖤🖤

[angelbunnydoeeyeddolly]

This is from my old blog <33

[foreverlostflowers]

[k1llerxqueen]

and you never knew how much i really liked you, cause i never even told you

oh, but i meant to.