Addicting Love

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"Just let me do it for you Bee." Fred mumbled as he watched me struggle to open the window in my dorm.

"I don't need help. It's just a little... stuck." I muttered back then banged the heels of my hands into the glass and let out a huff. "C'mon!"

"You're going to hurt your hand. Let me do it."

"Im fine."

I unlocked the window already, all I needed to do was simply push the window door out but it wasn't moving. "Bee-"

"Fred Weasley I got it!"

"Okay, okay." He chuckled as he sat down on my bed. "Punk 57? What's this book about?"

My eyes widened as I spun around and launched myself on him, going to get the book from his hands. "Gimmie!"

"Nuh uh, not until I read the back." He said and moved back, I dragged myself with him though, "let go of me love."

"No, give me that book. Literally read any other book." I said and tried to get the book but he quickly pushed up to his feet. I growled under my breath and climbed onto my knees. My plan was to grab the headboard so I didn't go toppling over the side.

"Well this is a nice view." Fred mused and grinned down at me.

"Fred!" I gasped as I got up to my feet to grab the book but the dick was was a good nine inches taller than me.

He's 13 and fucking 5'11. I have a feeling he's going to be tall when he's older.

Fred opened the book above his head to one of my pink tabs and I started jumping, trying to get the book without knocking us over.

"I'm sorry- but does this say cock? Man, he's bricked up for watching a girl get herself off."

That's when I didn't care if we fell. I jumped and knocked him on his back, climbing on top of him to get the book.

"I wanna read more though." He said, still holding his grin.

"Give. Me. The. Book." I growled.

"No."

He pushed me off of him then opened to another pink tab. "Damn, right in a truck? That seems like fun."

I'm going to faint.

Just as I went to grab the book, he moved to the side and I went off the bed.

"Who knew little miss innocent was secretly so dirty." He continued from the bed. I huffed and pushed up to my feet. I crossed my arms and pouted out my lower lip.

"It's not funny. May I please have my book back?"

"Fuck no, you've already kicked my dick like five times, you gotta keep on wrestling."

"I don't wanna wrestle."

"Oh c'mon, afraid you're gonna lose?" He teased.

"No way, I'm way stronger than you."

"Oh really? Lemme see those muscles then."

I smirked as I flexed my arm, showing off my non existent muscles.

"That's cute." He snickered.

"Oh shut up. Give me the book."

"Come get it." He waved it in front on me and I climbed back onto the bed, jumping a little to get to his arm the was outstretched behind him.