CHAPTER TWO

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chapter two

H A R R Y

"You know, she's right," Liam says as he's putting his stuff in his bag.

"I have no idea what you mean," I say with a huge smile on my face. He rolls his eyes.

"She's new. I'm just having a little fun."

"She might not think of it that way," he tells me. Within a second, the atmosphere around us got serious. "You know you can't do this."

I roll my eyes. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He crossed his arms, his voice getting low so that only he and I could hear. The classroom wasn't as full, the students only staying behind for small talk.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You can't bring her into this lifestyle. It would just end badly like last time." He picked up his bag and walked away, leaving me thinking about the past and pissed off.

"Slow down on the beers," I warn Niall, my roommate. "That's all I could get you for the week. He rolls his eyes, grabbing another one from the fridge. Zayn takes the joint in between his lips, his cheeks hallowing as he takes a drag from it, letting the smoke come out of his nose before passing it over to me.

"Have you guys seen the new girl around," he asks us, his eyes on the tv where Louis is playing his xbox.

"Which new girl? There's tons around here." Niall sits next to me, taking the joint out of my hand and passing it to Louis.

"The short one, with the curly dark hair," Zayn explains. My body tenses. I don't know why I'm starting to feel this way, the girl is weird and someone I wouldn't even think about sleeping with, even though her body is hot. I start to mentally rip her clothes off, my pants getting tight.

"I know which one you're talking about," Louis chimes in. "She's a culinary major."

"Same as me," Niall chimes in. "I wonder if we have any classes together, maybe I'll see her."

"You'll want to do more than that," Zayn explains. "She's in my math class, smart as shit and sexy as hell. She has a good ass on her and a rack too." He pulls out his phone, scrolling through the pictures.

"You took a picture of her," I ask him, trying to sound uninterested.

He shook his head. "I was taking a picture for art class but she's in the back."

"Holy shit," Louis said. "If I wasn't already in a committed relationship, I would smash her."

"I'm not talking about being in a relationship with her," Zayn says, scrunching his nose up. "Fucking her, maybe."

"Why would you waste your time on a girl like that anyways," I ask him, turning my attention back onto Louis's game.

"Have you seen her?" Niall takes a sip of his beer. "I'm not the one to sleep around, but even I would give her a go."

"How 'bout a little competition?" Zayn raises his eyebrows at me.

"Out of the question," I scold, getting up and starting to walk away.

"Are you saying that you wouldn't be able to get her," he taunts me, trying to get me to break.

I stop, shaking my head. "I can get her whenever I want her," I tell him, not really believing the words myself.

"Then let's make a bet. Whoever smashes her first, and there has to be video evidence..."

"And what do I win if I do this?" I really didn't want to do this, but I was never one to turn down a bet. I could hear Liam in the back of my mind warning me about the consequences. "Bragging rights," I ask in disgust.

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