The Lock To His Key

65. A Disagreement 🗣️

(Astorias Pov)
February 16th
What Mattheo did was bad, but I'm not gonna hold it against him.

I do think him telling me lifted a weight off his shoulders. He seems a bit more relaxed, but he still feels guilty.

Right now we were laying in bed together.
I was on his chest, and he had his arms tightly around me.

"I've been talking to Mione, and we have some good news." I said.

"Hm?" Said Mattheo.
His voice still sounded drained.

"She's been looking into potions that reverse scaring. She found one that might work."

"That's good." Said Mattheo.
"You don't sound impressed." I said.

"I'm sorry. I am happy, I'm just not feeling it today."

"That's alright." I said.
He grabbed my face, and gave me a soft kiss.

"I love you Astoria. Even if I haven't been showing it. Just know that I really am in love with you."

"I know baby, I love you too." I said kissing him.

Because he spent so long avoiding me, he still doesn't think he does enough.

"Tomorrow you wanna try talking to Isabella again? Or Theo and Enzo maybe?"

Ever since Isabella shut him down, he's been too afraid to talk to anyone else. He thinks they'll shut him down too.

"Not Isabella. She hates me."

"Mattheo you have to understand that you treated Isabella the worst. She's gonna be the angriest. I'm sure everyone else will forgive you." I said.

"I know, I just don't want to yet." He said.
"That's okay, whenever your ready."

(Isabella's Pov)
"Mattheo hasn't tried to talk to me again.
See it was all Astoria, he doesn't give a shit."

"Isabella give him time. Astorias been telling us he's been having a tough time." Said Draco.

Draco, and I were getting ready for a party, and luckily Mattheo won't be there.

I put on a crop top, and a green plaid skirt.
My hair was in a high ponytail, and I wore hoop earrings.

I grabbed a purse, and felt Draco grab my waist.
"You're not wearing that skirt are you?" He said.

"I am, why?"
"That shits so short." He said.
"I know it's short."

"Take it off." He said.
"What? No."

"Who the fuck are you tryna impress?
We're already dating. So take that shit off now."

"I'm not tryna impress anyone. I can't help the way I look." I said.

"Cover up Isabella, at least wear leggings underneath."

"Seriously? That's gonna look like shit."
"Doesn't matter." Said Draco.

"If I had no ass, would you care if I wore this?"
"No, because men wouldn't look at you then."

"That's so unfair Draco. I'm not the problem."

"Exactly, it's other guys who are the problem.
But you wearing that is gonna encourage them to look"

"That's not my fault!" I said.
"Okay, and I'm sorry about that. But take it off."
Said Draco.

"Fuck you." I said.
"Get your ass back here." Yelled Draco.

I walked out, and slammed the door.
I don't care what Draco says. I bought this skirt, I'm gonna wear it.