Harry Styles is sent to a reform boarding school, when his mum has lost her patience. He is sent off along side his partner in crime, Niall Horan.
Once they arrive at the boarding school, they are assigned Temporary Alphas. The idea is that the...
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Louis' POV
Mid-bolt to our dormitory, I received a couple screenshots from Liam, of Urban Dictionary.
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Boy Toy: Noun /boi toi / A sexually attractive man, who a man or woman plays with for fun, or sex. Typically, they get taken advantage of knowingly, and willingly. Basically, a guy that takes care of a certain someone's needs. They'll do whatever is needed of them. Much like a bitch, only more equal to their companion than a bitch would be.
* A boy who's feelings you toy with.
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Situationship: Noun (Situation-relationship) A relationship, between two people who have been talking for a long ass time, but have no label. The bond is an outlet for sex, and momentary emotional connection. It's more than friendship, including emotional attachment, yet not a committed relationship.
*Lets just chill, have sex, and be confused as to whether we are together or not, but have established emotions for each other.
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Jesus Christ, why do I feel so ancient? How was I oblivious to all this slang?
This is only a reminder that I still need to research the meaning of Omegist.
I suppose I'm the result of a traditionalist's sheltered upbringing.
Fuck me... I shook my head in disbelief. I truly can't believe this shit...
I slammed the front door open.
"Styles!?", I called out, stomping up the stairs.
There was no response, but from where I stood I caught a glimpse of the bedroom door shutting.
The entire place scented of lust, arousal, passion, and a hint of love.
Wincing at the realization, I still maintained my anger at the blatant disrespect I was being shown.
Tossing my feelings to the side, I had more important things to handle at the moment.
"Styles, open the fucking door!", I growled.
Audible kissing, and groaning was undeniably clear.
They're just ignoring me?! Oh, hell no...
"Styles! Don't make me break down this door!", I growled even deeper now.
An Alpha growl erupted in the next room, "Fuck off! You don't have claim over shit!"
"Ughh... What do you want Tomlinson?! Mmmm.... Fuuuuck.", Harry moaned mid-conversation, unfazed.
"Firstly, it's my fucking house, so it'd be nice if you didn't fuck other people in our bed! Secondly, you shouldn't even be fucking anyone in the first place!", I growled livid at the situation.
That's when the Alpha began to moan as well, as the metal of a belt buckle was clanking.
"Mmmm... fuuuuuck. Ughh... hmph...", the Alpha groaned.
"Louis, I don't think a response is necessary. I've told you this many times before. I am not anyones property, and I can do as I please with my own body. Thanks for your concern though.", Harry laughed with the Alpha.
"BAM!"
"What the fuck was that?!", I panicked, genuine worry in my voice, thinking the Alpha was being too rough, or forcing himself on the Omega.
"Let's do this, minus the commentary, yeah?", Harry snapped impatiently.
"We like it rough, and we're not shy about it, so I suggest that you go if it makes you uncomfortable or concerned darling.", the Alpha called out.
"THUD!!! Ugghhh! Mmmhh!"
I snarled at that, leaving swiftly after contemplating my options.
As much as I wanted to bust the door down, and start swinging, the Omega was right.
What am I to do, huh? Violate the Omegas privacy by busting my way in while he's naked & Mid-fuck?
