Which Direction? {A Frat Boy Harry Fanfiction}

Chapter 3

"Sorry bout that..." I said quickly before sitting back down with my fresh, new drink. I had grabbed a fistful of napkins and already tried to rub out anything I could from my jeans but it was no use. 

"We um--we don't have to do this right now if you don't want to," he said talking about the homework, "You should go to your room and clean up." 

"No. They're due tomorrow. Let's just get it over with," I spoke stubbornly. 

"Okay," he said barely a whisper. He almost looked afraid of me. That's exactly what I didn't want to happen.

"I'm sorry Niall. I don't mean to be crosero. Those two were just getting on my nerves...and I don't even know them!" I was being ridiculous. I just really wanted this whole college experience to go well for me. It's really all I have right now...

"Crosero?" he asked with a horrible, crude spanish accent.

"Sorry," I said mentally reminding myself to stop with the random outbursts of Spanish, "Rude. I don't mean to be rude." 

"Oh no. It's fine. I understand. I would be mad if I just got my coffee spilled all over me too," he said. For the next hour or so we sat at the little coffee table working on the worksheets, laughing about random things, and making small talk whenever we took a break. He was a real charming guy, definitely not my type, but a genuinely kind guy. Much different than that Harry guy I just met. 

"Thanks. That was oddly fun," I said thinking back to the spilled vanilla latte incident. We walked out the doors of The Java Hut. 

"Yeah," he said looking down at the ground again. He seemed very insecure. 

"See ya tomorrow I guess..." I said trying to speed up the goodbye. I was just tickling to get out of these yucky jeans. 

"Yeah. See you tomorrow," he said finally looking at me and giving me a small, warm smile. I smiled back and waved as we turned to part seperate ways. I was just glad I found at least one friend. I silently trudged back to my dorm which was about a 10 minute walk from the café. I easily backtracked to the room that I had just moved into this morning. I slid the key out of my back pocket opening the door. To my surprise there was a girl sitting on the bed opposite from mine. 

"Oi!" I gasped holding the key to my chest, "You scared me." 

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." the girl spoke standing up. 

"I didn't know I had a roomate. I asked the floor monitor and she said it was just me in this room..." I said trying to sound as pleasant as I could with latte stains all over my jeans. I can't deny that I was looking forward to having a dorm room all to myself. I looked at her. Her face was a little flushed by my entrance. Short baby hairs stuck out from the front of her head and the rest of her dirty blonde hair was slicked back into a ponytail. 

"Yeah. I came late so they thought I was a no-show," she said rubbing her hands against her shorts, "Sorry to disappoint you."

"No! No! It's fine. I didn't mean it like that. I just wasn't expecting anyone to be here. It's fine," I said. I really don't want to get off on the wrong foot with my roommate who I have to live with. She gave a light chuckle. She was a small girl maybe a few inches shorter than my tall built. She had a slightly pointy nose but stunning eyes. 

"I'm Riley," she said holding out her hand. I shook it firmly.

"Chelsea. Nice to meet you." I looked at my side of the room. I still hadn't unpacked my one single duffel bag. I looked at her side of the room. Neither has she. After finally squirming out of my dirty pants I changed into a pair of cotton yoga shorts. And then for the next half an hour we unpacked our stuff and got to know each other a little. She's from Kentucy, one brother, and one half-brother. She's majoring in Psychology and she's a freshmen just like me. 

"Do you know what you want to major in yet?" she asked propping up a picture frame of her and what looked to be some of her old friends. 

"Nope not yet. I really have no idea," I admitted. I had really given it a lot of thought before I moved here. But nothing really interested me. I was just happy to be attending college in the first place. 

"Oh well that's fine. You'll have plenty of time to decide." I hope she's right. 

After minutes in comfortable silence we both finished our unpacking and plopped down on our beds. "So I was thinking..." she stopped and sat up to face me, "There's this welcome back party tonight." 

"And..."

"I don't know I was thinking of maybe stopping by if you wanted to go too," she said casually. I sat up.

"I don't know...parties aren't usually my thing," I said throwing my dirty jeans to the side to take care of later. There was really no hope for them, they were already ruined. I might as well just throw them away.  

"C'mon. We're freshmen. And hell we're in college! We should go have fun. It'll be fun!" she said bobbing up and down on her bed. I laughed. I guess it wouldn't hurt. 

"Ehhh..."

"Pleaseeeeee," she hugged her hands together in a plead and put on a pretty believable puppy dog face. 

"Where's the party?" I asked. 

"Kappa Tau Sigma," she replied. 

"Oh," That's Niall's fraternity. At least I'll know at least two people there. Niall and Riley. "Okay fine. I'll go. But I'm telling you in advance. Parties and me usually don't turn out well."

And I was right. I really had no idea what I was in for that night.