Behind The Mask Chapter 11 Pushing Away
There was a problem a big huge one. I was so used to the mask that I wore to conceal and hide everything. How can I let go of something I'm so used to that easily? I can't. Not I won't but I can't not yet. And the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him, because I didn't want to sacrifice that part of me. I want my dad to go to Hell and rot there tell there isn't even dust there it's his fault I'm like this! This time it really is someone else's fault damnit! I have to get him not to like me but how? I mean I am me...oh that's how show no interest in him and only in me. Normally I would have thought better but it was the best my mind could come up with at the time. I don't want to do this, but he'll thank me some day, right? He doesn't want a relationship with me I'd hurt him. And leave nothing of him, he deserves better then that, I don't deserve him, so I can't let him...I won't I refuse to hurt him like that!
I sighed I only hoped it would work, and it did. So the next day I put my plan in motion. "Potter, you said you like boys, so do you like me?" I asked with a smirk as I sat in front of the mirror. God, this was going to be hard, he is so...I won't go there! "Why, Malfoy?" He asked walking toward me, and oh the way he moved...No, damn him! "Well it seems you do, I mean I wouldn't blame you if you did." I said admiring my looks. "You wouldn't be the first guy to like me." Potter raised an eyebrow slightly. "Never thought I would be, what are you up to?" He asked sounding suspicious. "Nothing, just curious." I said getting up. "Yeah, sure, and I'm the King Of Mars." He said sarcastically. "Always thinking highly of yourself aren't you?" I asked with a smirk. Did I just say that?
"And you're not." He said sarcastically. I smirked, "Am I suppose to be hurt?" He's making this harder then it should be. "I don't know, Malfoy. You are very complex, just last night I could have sworn that there was a side that cared. But I guess I was wrong. You sure showed me. And the answer to your earlier question, no I do not like you." He said glaring at me, and then he went out of the room, slamming the door. I felt my heart ache, and I sat in the chair in front of the mirror again, digging my fingers through my hair, not daring to look up, for fear of seeing my true feelings reflected in my unforgiving reflection.
~Fin
Wow can someone say stability issue? It's how I think Draco is really like; I have no idea if he's really as stubborn as I'm making him to be. But it is fan fiction * shrugs. * Please read and review. I'm all for constructive criticism, just please no flames. ^_^
There was a problem a big huge one. I was so used to the mask that I wore to conceal and hide everything. How can I let go of something I'm so used to that easily? I can't. Not I won't but I can't not yet. And the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him, because I didn't want to sacrifice that part of me. I want my dad to go to Hell and rot there tell there isn't even dust there it's his fault I'm like this! This time it really is someone else's fault damnit! I have to get him not to like me but how? I mean I am me...oh that's how show no interest in him and only in me. Normally I would have thought better but it was the best my mind could come up with at the time. I don't want to do this, but he'll thank me some day, right? He doesn't want a relationship with me I'd hurt him. And leave nothing of him, he deserves better then that, I don't deserve him, so I can't let him...I won't I refuse to hurt him like that!
I sighed I only hoped it would work, and it did. So the next day I put my plan in motion. "Potter, you said you like boys, so do you like me?" I asked with a smirk as I sat in front of the mirror. God, this was going to be hard, he is so...I won't go there! "Why, Malfoy?" He asked walking toward me, and oh the way he moved...No, damn him! "Well it seems you do, I mean I wouldn't blame you if you did." I said admiring my looks. "You wouldn't be the first guy to like me." Potter raised an eyebrow slightly. "Never thought I would be, what are you up to?" He asked sounding suspicious. "Nothing, just curious." I said getting up. "Yeah, sure, and I'm the King Of Mars." He said sarcastically. "Always thinking highly of yourself aren't you?" I asked with a smirk. Did I just say that?
"And you're not." He said sarcastically. I smirked, "Am I suppose to be hurt?" He's making this harder then it should be. "I don't know, Malfoy. You are very complex, just last night I could have sworn that there was a side that cared. But I guess I was wrong. You sure showed me. And the answer to your earlier question, no I do not like you." He said glaring at me, and then he went out of the room, slamming the door. I felt my heart ache, and I sat in the chair in front of the mirror again, digging my fingers through my hair, not daring to look up, for fear of seeing my true feelings reflected in my unforgiving reflection.
~Fin
Wow can someone say stability issue? It's how I think Draco is really like; I have no idea if he's really as stubborn as I'm making him to be. But it is fan fiction * shrugs. * Please read and review. I'm all for constructive criticism, just please no flames. ^_^