Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Evan’s POV:
Reggie and I walked into, what we thought was going to be our empty, dorm.
Instead, we found James and Barty very shirtless and making out on my bed.
“Umm-” Reg was cut off by James and Barty shooting apart and James falling on the floor.
Barty rolled his eyes then got up from the bed and helped James up.
“What’s all this?” I asked. “There’s no audience here. No reason for you two to be making out shirtless in MY bed.”
I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth because when they did, James looked straight up deflated.
“James-” Barty tried to get his attention but was cut off by the door slamming after James grabbed his shirt and left.
That’s when Barty turned to me, looking pissed.
“What the hell was that Evan? What happened to you liking him?” He asked with rage lacing his tone.
“I do like him! What happened to you saying to drop him and just be us three?” I snapped back before thinking.
“Maybe I- HEY” Barty went to yell back but he was cut off by Reg throwing a shoe at him, clocking him right in the head.
“Both of you shut it before you give me a headache! Putain de merde!” Reg rolled his eyes as he sat down on his bed.
(Fucking hell)
Barty moved to sit on his bed which faced the side of Reg’s that he was sitting on. I remained standing and simply leaned against Barty’s bed frame with my arms crossed over my chest.
Reg rolled his eyes at my clear show of annoyance and started speaking.
“Me and Evan talked, Barty.” Barty nodded and spoke up himself.
“Me and James talked. He loves all of us the way we love him and each other.”
“And I just told him it was all a prank…” I realized with disbelief.
“Yeah…” Barty huffed.
I ran my hands through my hair. “I’m gonna go after him”
“He’s probably at the quidditch pitch. That’s where he goes to calm down.” Reg very helpfully supplied.
“Thanks,” I said before turning around and leaving to find James.
Regulus’ POV:
“Why Evan’s bed?” I asked Barty after Evan left.
“James knows you like him. You make it pretty obvi-”
“I do NOT!”
“You kinda do, amore mio,” He said while looking at me with a softness in his eyes that I had never seen from him before.
(My love)
“Okay. Sure. But that doesn’t explain why Evan’s bed”
“James wanted to use Evan’s bed because he has no idea whether Evan likes him or not,” Barty said while running a hand through his hair.
“And Evan just told him this whole thing was a prank,” I said understandingly.
“Yep… He did,”