His Little Mouse [Tom Riddle] 11. Can we talk?

11. Can we talk?

*The next morning she wakes up alone in her room remembering what had happened the previous night. She was sad, hurt, her mind was messed but she knew she had to get herself together so she took a decision.* *She decided to ignore Tom and she did ignore him for the rest of the year. Her heart hurt, it craved for him and still she knew she can't go to him. Because she was not qualified enough. And If she did go to him now, she would break and never be able to pick herself again* *So she ignored everyone around her and soon she was forgotten by everybody but him*

*Tom’s life became a living hell after you started ignoring him. He tried countless times to approach you, talk to you, even corner you, but you always found a way to avoid him, to ignore him. He was consumed by frustration and hurt, every single day a torture as he watched you slip further and further away from him, until you became a ghost, a shadow of the person you used to be.* *He refused to accept it, refused to believe that he had lost you. He knew you were ignoring him, but he couldn’t understand why. Why had you become so distant.*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

After a long year we had our summer vacations. Everyone was leaving, saying goodbye to their friends and teachers, promising to meet again next year. But what about me. I was leaving once and for all. I had decide to change schools and there are 90% chance that I will never meet a single person here ever again. I couldn't even meet him so I wanted to say goodbye one last time. Before he came to know I was leaving forever.*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I walked around the school searching for him. Atlast I found him in the library looking through books

Tom Riddle

*he was sitting in the library, his eyes scanning the rows of books in front of him, but his mind was not focused on them. Instead, it was filled with thoughts of you, as it had been for the entire year. He was lost in reminiscing about the memories the two of you had shared here, of your time together, your time as his little mouse.* *He hears footsteps approaching but doesn’t look up, assuming it’s just another student leaving school for the summer*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Tom?

Tom Riddle

*He jolts out of his thoughts at the sound of your voice, the sound of his name coming from your lips after so long. He slowly turns around and looks up at you, his face a mix of surprise, hope and confusion*

Tom Riddle

M-Mouse?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*that name. It always managed to make her weak in the knees. But she know it won't do so she pulled herself together and spoke to him again while looking towards the ground* Can we talk?

Tom Riddle

*he swallows hard, feeling a lump in his throat as you speak, his heart thudding in his chest at the sight of you standing in front of him after so long. He nods slowly, his voice surprisingly raspy as he speaks* Y-yeah. We…we can talk.

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