Scorpius sucks in a deep breath, glances away. Albus' apologies make him feel awful. Coupled with the guilt, and the wanting, and faced with the fact of being only friends with Albus...
Well. He's tired of feeling awful.
"Maybe this, uhm - Maybe this wasn't a good idea. I know, uhm - I know what I said in the letter. About moving on quickly, but I - I haven't," he says, stumbling over his words messily.
"I've been dating Annabeth. She's brilliant, and attractive, and I'm an idiot because I'm standing on this bridge, and I want to snog you.
"No, I want to do more than snog you, actually. I want to hold your hand in the corridors and get caught in broom cupboards with you and - I've been waiting, Albus. I've been bloody well waiting for you. And you don't - You'll never - "
Because he won't, will he? He won't.
Scorpius wishes he could feel angry - he wants to; his words are a bit sharp - but he doesn't.
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Well. He's tired of feeling awful.
"Maybe this, uhm - Maybe this wasn't a good idea. I know, uhm - I know what I said in the letter. About moving on quickly, but I - I haven't," he says, stumbling over his words messily.
"I've been dating Annabeth. She's brilliant, and attractive, and I'm an idiot because I'm standing on this bridge, and I want to snog you.
"No, I want to do more than snog you, actually. I want to hold your hand in the corridors and get caught in broom cupboards with you and - I've been waiting, Albus. I've been bloody well waiting for you. And you don't - You'll never - "
Because he won't, will he? He won't.
Scorpius wishes he could feel angry - he wants to; his words are a bit sharp - but he doesn't.
He just feels like an idiot.