College Troubles Pt 2

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"God, I wish William would hold me again, mhm he's so gorgeous!"

"That can be arranged, my love~"

"William, what are you doing here!?"

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This has been one hell of a day. First, I go to ask my girlfriend to marry me, and she confesses to another guy that she likes him! How unloyal! Next, the guy she confessed to embraces me and gives me somewhat, unwanted butterflies. Then, I go into a state of anger and depression. Unfortunately I punched my dresser in rage and injured my hand. And now, I've said something so embarrassing about this guy and he heard me! What is this day turning to?! And how did he even get into my dorm in the first place? I locked the door.

I'm too embarrassed to even look at him right now. I've only just met this man today, and he's acting like we're cliché, high school sweethearts, or something! Please! God, I hope he either leaves, or says something appropriate, so I can stop wallowing in my pain. "So, do you want me to hold you or not?" Oh my God! Did he really just say that?! How could he say such a thing so casually, and to a guy no less? I don't know whether to laugh or cry. This is all too much right now. I think I might explode!

"Hello~ Earth to Cutie! Are you going to keep muttering to yourself, or what?~" I think I just died! And his accent makes it even more difficult to focus! How can one man sound so attractive? "Um- uh... What are you doing in my dorm?" I manage to stammer out, not daring to look at him even for a split second. "I was about to ask you the same question." He remarks, confused. "Huh?" Did I just hear him right? He was going to ask me what I was doing in HIS DORM?! Okay, okay! Calm down, Henry. It's probably one big misunderstanding. Yeah, that's right. Why would we be sharing a dorm? That's stupid.

Flashback to a week ago:

"Mr. Emily. We are having a new foreign student attend our College and he will be your dorm mate. I know that you like your space, but unfortunately because of budget cuts, we have no choice. Sorry about that." The headmaster explains, as I stand awkwardly in his office. "No problem, Sir! I'd be happy to have the new student stay in my dorm!" He looks at me and smiles. "Wonderful! I'm sure you and William will get along just fine.

Flashback ends

Of course! This was who the headmaster had been talking about. Gosh, I was so sleep deprived I didn't bother to remember that a new student was moving into my dorm. And it's HIM! "Right, I believe I know what's going on now." Getting up off the floor, I wipe my eyes with my sleeve and hold out my hand to him. "Henry Emily. As you already know. It seems that I've forgotten, but we're roommates as of today. So, we might as well introduce ourselves properly." He looks at me with slight shock, but shakes it off as if it wasn't there. Returning my handshake. "William Afton. Pleasure to finally introduce myself to you Mr Emily." As he firmly shook my hand I could feel my face turn all shades of red and pink.

"I think we're going to get along just fine." Those words curl off his tongue perfectly. I know most say no one is perfect. But I think I just found him.

William's P.O.V:

As the day fell and the night slowly approached us. Henry Emily had just explained the fact that we were going to share a dorm together. Me, and Mr Emily would be together. Most of the time. In a small confined space. Wonderful. His hands feel so soft. The light calluses on his fingers, most likely from a guitar, to his short out of whack finger nails that look like he bites regularly. I unfortunately had to let go of his hand so as not to seem weird for holding it for too long. "Well don't just stand there, come in. You can place your stuff anywhere, I don't mind." He smiles, gesturing me in.

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Some time had passed and I had all my belongings in the right place. It is now evening, and Henry and I are sitting on the bottom bunk of the bed we share, talking about anything and everything. But I couldn't get enough of the sparkle in his eyes whenever he was talking about something that he was passionate about. He then stops. The stars in his eyes are still there, but... they're different. Instead of looking outwards or having his eyes closed, he was looking at something else. He was looking at... me. Nothing else but me. It was as if time had just stopped. "William." He whispers, tiredly leaning his head on my shoulder. "Yes." I sigh, leaning my head upon his.

"Thank you. For... being here and helping me. I know we haven't known each other for long but... I feel as though we have a connection. Like we were destined to be together. Heh. It sounds really stupid when I say it out loud. But it's like... fate." To be honest, everything that he was saying made sense. I feel as though we've known each other forever but he's only met me today. That meaning I already knew about him, of course. How could I not. Henry Emily. Robotics and entertainment major, known for his quick wit and beautiful guitar playing skills. Most people say whenever they meet me they melt at the sight of me. And that may be true, but I melt when I see him.

Fate is what has brought us together, Henry. You and I were destined to be together. Forever. You will never know my true feelings at the moment, but when you do. I hope you return the favour of loving me back. I'm obsessed with you Henry Emily. Our whole future has already been planned out by the gods. It is now our turn to live out what they made us to do. "Henry. I feel the same way." But he doesn't hear me. My innocent angel has fallen asleep, and so should I. Don't worry, my love. I'm here for you. This will be the end of your College Troubles.

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