(Lorenzo's Pov)
Why is Theo making moves on her? I said apologize, not flirt.
I'm tempted to ask Aurelia, but then she'll see me as the jealous type, which I absolutely am.
I'm not perfect, everyone has flaws.
But fuck Theo, really?
Although I know Aurelia. After the way Theo disrespected her, she'd never give him a chance.
She's not even into dating.
(Aurelia's Pov)
I left the washroom, and hopped in bed. It was 11:00, and I was exhausted.
Todays been a long day.
The door opened, and I sat up.
"Brielle I'm done-"
Murder me.
Take a knife, and shove it into my heart.
"This rooms much better than my other one. You've got a mini balcony."
"What the fuck are you doing here?!"
He physically froze when he saw me.
"Aurelia?! Oh fuck my life."
"Why are you here?!"
"I went back to my room, and the guy I was sharing a room with had his girlfriend over."
"What does that have to do with you being here?!" I yelled.
"She already unpacked her shit, and the guy told me to leave."
"And you said yes?!"
"Well his girlfriend told me she was sharing a room with an incredibly hot girl. And that was tempting, so I said okay. If I had known it was you I would've said no."
"I actually wanna die."
"We've shared a dorm before, we can do it again." He said.
"Fuck you Draco."
"You know what, I could talk about a lot of things I witnessed today but I'm gonna shut my mouth. I wanna make this peaceful."
"It's never peaceful with you."
"Starting now we won't speak. I'm going to the washroom now, pretend I'm not here."
After about 15 minutes he came out of the washroom in only his boxers.
Disgusting.
I pulled the blanket up to my shoulder, and closed my eyes.
"Goodnight Aurelia."
"Fuck off."
Draco turned the lights off, and I heard him get into bed.
I tossed around for an hour when I heard a rumble. I got out of bed, and opened the curtains.
A flash lit up the sky, and I slammed the curtains shut.
There was a storm, and I um,
I'm not good with storms.
I know, embarrassing.
I lied back in bed, and put the blanket over my head. If I can't hear the storm there is no storm.
Lightning struck, and I dug my head into the pillow.
I curled up into a ball, and took deep breaths.
The thunder got louder.
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A Losing Game
FanfictionYou'd think starting a new school in year 7 would be stressful. But it's not, not for me. My goal is to focus on myself, graduate, and get the fuck out of here. Move across the world, leave this shitty place. It's not like my parents would miss...
