Pick and Choose

His affect

"I can't keep doing this Camila!" Louis yells as he runs his hands through his hair. We were in a kitchen, but I've never seen one like this before.

"You think this isn't hard for me?  Being in love with the biggest asshole in school. I hate knowing the fact I'm in love with Malfoy!" I yell back.

"Why him? I've tried so hard to be with you."

"I don't know."

"Just leave we're done." He says as he puts his hands on the counter.

"Louis we still live together."

"I'm moving out, for good." He sighs.

"Because of this?"

"Because Cedric knows! About us, about everything we've done together." He snaps again. My eyes widened. My breathing hitched. Cedric knows?

"Wake the fuck up." I hear as I'm hit with a pillow.

Just a dream, just a dream. 

I look over and see Draco, shirtless, leaning back on one arm in a bed.  Then I notice I'm under the covers in my blue bra and pink underwear,  good choice Camila.

"You kept squirming around, woke me up." 

After I realize the setting I'm in I grab all the blanket and put it over me making sure to cover everything. I see he is wearing a pair of sweats and his shirt is thrown on the bed like he just took it off.

"Malfoy What the hell happened?" I ask nervously.

"You were fucked up." He laughed.

"Did we?" I start to ask.

"Did we what?" He grins.

"Did we hookup Draco?" I snap at him. He laughed, "no, you passed out."

Thank god.

"But I see what your intentions were." He says getting out of bed.

I climb out of bed and put a shirt on and walk over to him. "As lovely as that sounds, your not on my list."

"List?" He lifts his eyebrow. I nod my head in response, "Yeah, my list of guys that I want to fuck. You know the order I want to get with. Your probably at most 6 or 7" I give him a smile and walk towards my clothes in a pile in the corner of Blaise's room.

I totally lied. I don't have a fucking list. I don't want to hook up with anyone. I can't even pick 1 guy for more than a week.

"We both know I'm a lot higher than that." He laughs. I ignore him and pick up my clothes.

I turn around and see him digging around in what I'm guessing is his overnight bag at Blaise's house. "You're not-" I start to say.

"What is the point of this conversation?" He asks as he sets his bag down and turns towards me.

"It's so I can prove a point." I say confidently.

"And what's your point?" He asks stepping closer to me.

I swallow hard, "my point is, not every girl wants in your pants."

"But it doesn't sound like fun to you? Our bodies pressed against each Other?" He leans into my ear, "moaning into me as I fuck you." 

My body stops moving. I freeze not knowing what to do. Sometimes it really does sound like fun.

"No, it doesn't. Cut the sex talk Malfoy" I breathe out.