Liar
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"But... I love you. I told you, I'm sorry."
Scorpius sneered at the boy talking to him. "It doesn't seem that way, if you consider the fact that you just snuck out of a classroom just after him, whilst straightening your robes, Potter."
Albus sighed. "Listen, Lysander is just a friend, okay?" Green eyes looked pleadingly into stormy grey ones.
"Liar," the blonde hissed. "Your friend, huh? Friend with benefits, more like."
"Please, Scor..."
"Is that all I was to you?" The blonde watched as Albus' face contorted in pain.
"Scor... I love you more than anyone."
Letting out a hollow laugh that sounded nothing like his own, Scorpius looked at the boy pityingly. "Liar." He said again, glaring at the dishevelled boy. "What am I to you? A toy? This isn't a game, Potter. You can't just sleep with whoever. You have to choose. Now. You can either break up with him, or lose me."
Hurt flickered across Albus' face as he flinched from the use of his last name. "Lysander needs me. He's in pain. His brother has just died, for Merlin's sake. I'd have thought you would remember, being at the funeral." Albus was still upset about Lorcan's death, to say the least. Albus had always been close to the two twins, but apparently not close enough to Lorcan, obviously. If his note explaining why he was killing himself was anything to go by. Everyone had always assumed that he'd had a happy-go-lucky life, which hadn't been the case.
"So, what? You think you'll make him happy by having sex with him?" When Albus only nodded meekly, Scorpius laughed the same detached laugh again. "You're pathetic, Potter. Stop pretending that your... thing with him isn't really an escape from the fact that you don't love me anymore. Don't deny it. You flinch from my touch, send lusting glances towards him and then act like it's nothing."
"Scor, I love you more than anything and anyone, I swear." But even the desperate pleading had fallen out of his voice, leaving only a monotonous sound.
As Scorpius stormed off, he muttered only one word. "Liar."
A/N: Well, that wasn't exactly cheery. I wrote it at like 3:30 in the morning... Anywho, please review?