"You're too nice," I say as we get into her car. "Like really, if you wanna have fun you could go, I can walk,"
She shakes her head.
"Nah, it's fine. This party blows anyway." She says turning on her car.
She isn't budging. She's already been so nice, I don't want her to do everything just for me.
"I don't have to sleep at your dorm. Im going to have to live with Harry for the whole year, I might as well do it tonight." I say, swallowing my pride.
"Well, whatever you want is fine." She smiles entering the college parking lot.
She parks near our dorm building and enters with me.
"Can I stop by your dorm, so I can get my clothes?" I suggest.
"Yeah, you can take your makeup off at mine too." She says opening the door for me.
I step inside and make my way towards the bathroom, grabbing my clothes, and removing my makeup with a makeup wipe.
After a couple minutes of vigorous rubbing, I pull my hair into a bun, and make my way to the door.
"Bye, Mackenzie." she smiles from the bathroom.
"Bye." I say exiting.
I don't want to see Harry again. I know he will just-
My thoughts are interrupted by the door opening. I look over and it's Harry. I make my way into the bathroom and quickly change into a t shirt and sleep shorts. I walk back out and Harry is sitting on the edge of his bed.
I completely ignore his existence and sit in my bed covering myself with all of the blankets.
I can feel Harry's eyes on me as I get up to turn the lights off, and sit back in my bed.
I start to slowly drift asleep, when I feel Harry's footsteps make their way towards something else.
I lay completely still as I hear items being slammed against furniture.
What is going on? What did he just throw?
I quickly flip over and turn on my lamp. I look around, and I find Harry next to me throwing items, like notebooks, TV remotes, and keys, against the wall.
"Harry!" I shout. "Stop! Why are you throwing things?"
He ignores me and walks over to the desk, slamming his fists against it and kicking a chair over.
"You're scaring me Harry," I say as he steps closer to me.
"Sorry?" He says inching closer. "Scared?"
I don't even notice I'm shaking until he points it out.
"Are you drunk?" I say, eyeing him cautiously.
Of course he is. I can see it in his eyes. He nods confirming my thoughts.
He throws a remote controller across the room, never breaking eye contact. I have no idea what's going on, but I'm not having it.
His hands move towards me.
"Don't you dare fucking touch me-" I begin to shout and I hear a knock on the door.
I force myself out of bed and look through the peephole, Quinn stands there worried.
I open it.
"What's going on?" She mouths.
I step outside, shutting the door behind me.
"All I heard was you shouting and things being thrown," she explains and I nod.
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roomies (Harry Styles FanFiction)
FanfictionMackenzie Russo is your average laid back teen. She is going to her first day of college, when her dorm room arrangement gets screwed up. She is matched up to room with Harry Styles, typical popular frat boy, and all hell breaks loose.