Frat Rules | trevor zegras

eight

Alana

I successfully convinced Emma to stay. After the boys were done going through ol highlight reels and games a few days ago, Jules, Emma, and I went up to my room and talked through everything. We told her that although she came on the trip for Trevor, she would have ten times more fun with us. 

After the conversation Jules and I talked that night. She kept bringing up how that means I still have to fake date Trevor. Then she brought up her delusional ideas of how I wanted Emma to stay because I liked being around Trevor. 

And as wrong as I thought she was, I wasn't able to sleep that night thinking about it. 

I turn the water off from my shower and grab my phone to turn the music back down. Before I have a chance to grab my towel, the door opens. 

"Trevor!" I scream instantly grabbing my towel. 

"Damn, next time I should hide the towel," He laughs. 

"Ever heard of knocking?" I try to relax now that I am not fully naked standing in front of him. 

"Nah, it would ruin all my fun to be honest. Might make sure I walk in a little earlier tomorrow," He jokes. I want to slap him so badly but the fear of my towel falling down again stops me from any physical blows. 

"I'll learn to lock the door," 

"Oh I'm sure you will," 

I roll my eyes and walk towards the sink. He doesn't leave. Instead, from the mirror in front of me I watch as he takes his shirt off and then grabs the waistband of his pants. 

"Do not," 

"You can join me if you want," 

I let out a frustrated scream and walk out of the bathroom. When I get into my room I see Emma and Jules sitting on the best talking. 

"Trevor walked in?" Jules asks laughing. 

"You guys are so cute together, he's probably just sex deprived since you don't have a private room," Emma laughs. I freeze not knowing what to say. 

"You know, Em's right. I can stay with Quinn, you and Trevor can have this room," My eyes go wide and I look at my best friend who just betrayed me. No way she would do that. I would kill her. 

"Oh uh-" Jules gives me a look and Emma lights up. 

"Oh my god yeah!" She exclaims.

"It would stop the arguing, I think everyone in the house would win," 

I glare at my two friends but not for long because a half naked Trevor walks in after the conversation. I swear he didn't even shower. It has been five minutes max. I turn my head to look at him and he runs his hands through his wet hair. 

His towel hung dangerously low on his waist and he leaned against the wall. 

"I personally, if I have an opinion, love that idea. I'd say thanks for taking one for the team Jules, but honestly, I think you are winning just as much as me," He laughs. 

"Oh so you are listening to our conversations now?" I ask. 

"Thin walls," He winks.

"We will leave you two at it," Emma says. Her and Jules get up and laugh a little. They both get up and walk out of the room. God I hate my 'friends,'

"So roomie," Trevor starts talking and I stay silent. "Ok fine, I'll go put clothes on," 

He walks out of the room and i grab a pillow covering my face with it. I scream into it and then grab clothes to put on. I slip on a white low back flowy mini dress and go back into the bathroom to blow out my hair. 

It takes me about twenty minutes until Trevor joins me in the bathroom. This time with clothes on and less of an obnoxious look on his face. He wore a baby blue polo and white shorts while holding a white hat in his hands. 

"I'm just trying to play along Lana, if you are actually upset about it I'll sleep on the floor," He says. I run the brush through my hair one last time before turning off the blow dryer. 

"As much as I'd like that, I know damn well someone is going to walk in at some point, and your little plan would mean sleeping in the same bed," I reply. 

We stand in silence looking at each other again. 

It was like how it was the other day before Jules walked in. Trevor takes steps closer to me but instead I opened the door and walked back to my room. He continued to follow as I walk backwards into my room and fall backwards onto the bed. 

Trevor takes a seat next to me. 

"I'm sorry for annoying you," He says. 

"I'm sorry for- getting annoyed so easily," I reply trying to ease the tension. 

We sit in silence for a little longer. I pull my knees up to my chest and look over at him. He keeps strong eye contact. I rest my head on my knee and look at him. 

"You're pretty," He blurts out quietly. 

"Thanks Trevor," 

My thoughts go wild. I start thinking about everything my friends were saying about how I subconsciously wanted to stay his fake girlfriend. I remembered the other day when Jules walked in on us. I remembered how upset I got at him for nothing because there was just something on my mind. 

My ego won't let it happen. And for that I am thankful. Because I am not sure what I would do if I let myself feel anythings towards Trevor in even a slightly positive light. But then again everyone would probably like if there was something between us. 

That way my brother would be happy and our friends wouldn't have to hide the fact that we are going to have to be in the same room. There would be less arguments, no picking sides for anything. 

I am fully and completely having a panic and anxiety attack inside right now and I try to stay still and make it the least amount of noticeable I can. I felt like I could barely even see anything, my eyes and brain are just one big blur of possibilities in different directions. Fear, happiness, sadness. 

As I try to snap out of it, I feel something brush against my lips. My sight came back immediately.