Chapter 6

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I sat beside Todd in study hall since I haven't really hung out with him since we got here.

"For God's sake stop chattering and sit down." Hager told the boys who were looking at the map.

Neil came over to Todd and I sitting beside me.

"Todd are you coming tonight?" Neil asked.

"No." Todd replied.

"Why not? God you were there. You heard Keating. Don't you want to do something about that?" Neil whispered yelled at him.

"Don't snap at him!" I flicked Neil's shoulder.

"Yes. But.."

"But? But what?"

"Keating said that everybody took turns reading and I don't want to do that." Todd said as I grabbed his hand.

"Gosh you really have a problem with that don't you?" I gave Neil a death glare.

"N-No I don't have a problem. Neil I just-
I don't want to do it okay?" Todd said.

"All right." Neil finally gave up.

"What if you didn't have to read? What if you just came and listened?" I hit my forehead with my pencil.

"That's not how it works." Todd said.

"Well forget how it works." Neil said.

"What if- - What if they said it was okay?" Asked Neil.

"What- - What are you gonna go up and ask them?" Todd asked.

"No. No Neil." The boy stood up.

"I'll be right back." He started heading to the table again.

"Neil. Neil!" Neil didn't listen as he sat down and started talking to the boys.

"Your boyfriend is stubborn." Todd told me.

"Not my boyfriend." I said finishing my chemistry question.

"Yeah, sure." Todd said as I looked at him.

"I'm sure the boys will be fine if you don't want to read. But please, please come for me." I said.

"Ally, no." Todd went back to his work.

"Pretty please, for your best friend?" I gave him puppy dog eyes.

"Neil?" I gasped smacking his arm.

"Me! You ass!" I exclaimed.

"Miss Reid, do not use that language in my class room." Hager snapped at me.

"Sorry sir." I said before turning back to my work.

"Fine, I'll come."

"Thank you." I said bumping his shoulder before going back to work.




I was in my dorm, getting my stuff for tonight when there was a knock on my door.

"It's opened!" I called while stuffing the blanket my grandma knitted me.

The door opened and Neil slipped inside.

"Hey Cheek Bones." Crouching down opening my bottom dresser draw.

"Hey. Are you still coming tonight?" I turned my head to look at him.

"No, I'm just packing so I can stay in all night... yes, I'm coming." Neil rolled his eyes as I took out the false bottom.

"What is that?" Neil asked as I picked up my stuff.

"Whiskey and weed." I said going back to my bag.

"My father wouldn't like you one bit." Hands slide around my waist.

"You know before he left, he told me to stay away from you." I felt his hot breath on my neck.

"So, why didn't you?" I asked.

Neil turned me around, gripping my waist causing me to gasp.

"Because I'm addicted to you." I crashed my lips onto his and slid his flannel off.

We stumbled towards my bed and once we got there, I pushed him onto it.

Neil threw off his shirt and I made my way onto the bed, straddling him.

I ran my hands up his chest before leaning down to kiss him.

Our tongues explored each other's mouths, but our moans were quite.

Neil than flipped us over so he was on top, my eyes traveled from his stomach to his eyes.

"I'm addicted to you too." I replied before smashing my lips back upon his.

Neil hands fumbled with my shirt and he was about to pull it off but than thats when Hager shouted.

"You all better be heading into your dorms!"

Neil let out a groan hiding his face in my neck as I giggled.

"You better hurry." I said as he moved off of me and went to his shirt.

"See you at 10:00?" I nodded.

He was about to leave when I saw his flannel.

"Wait, your flannel." I got up to grab it.

"Keep it, see you in 35 minutes." With that he left.

I let out a sigh and fell back onto my bed, holding his flannel to my chest.

"What are you doing to me, Neil Perry?" I asked myself.

But little did I know, he was thinking the exact same thing.

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