2. Focus

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You woke to a pounding.


Ah pounding, fond memories of last night flashed in your mind. The way his eyes skimmed your body before going in for the kill. However, the only thing pounding you this morning would be the headache you have.


You groaned and attempted to turn over, only to have a strong pair of arms pull you back in. Slowly managing the lift the arms up, you grab your phone only to see 10 missed calls and a good few text messages from Rey.


Deciding to let her know you text her back.


Rey😘

*missed call*

~ where are you !!

~ let me know you're safe

~ alice i swear to god if you don't reply right know

*missed call*

*missed call*

~ are you dead ?! 

*missed call*

i'm alive no need for a search party ~
*seen*


You should've waited. The second you text back she called you. 


"ALICE KING IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN I'LL MURDER YOU MYSELF" she screamed down the phone. 

"Rey please be quiet I have the worst headache" 

"NO I WILL NOT BE QUIET YOU NEED TO TELL ME WHERE YOU DISAPPEARED TO LAST NIGHT"  

"Ok ok, fine, I left with someone" 

"Ooooo are they hot, you have to tell me everything in 20 minutes" of course that made her be quiet.

"Wait what, why 20 minutes?" she confuses you sometimes.

"We're in english in 20, did you really forget your first day" 

"OH CRAP! I'll see you in 20, meet me outside the lecture hall, bye" and with that you hung up.


Rushing around your dorm trying to find clean clothes, you settled on a pair of black leggings and a white sweatshirt, swishing mouthwash and throwing your hair into a messy bun was the best you could do. The guy in your bed could find his own way out. 


In an attempt to be quick you were running down the halls, occasionally bumping into people and shouting sorry's at them.


You made it a few minutes late, entering the lecture hall you spotted Rey around the front and took the seat next to her.


"Hey, where's the professor?" you questioned.

"Nobody knows, apparently he's never late, so this is a first" 

"Damn, I wonder what he's like" 

"Oh imagine if he's hot, i won't be able to focus" looking back she wasn't wrong.


After another few minutes the door slammed open, and in he walked. He had shades on but it was definitely him, the same raven hair, and those hands, the things they could do. 

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