when in college

three

I sighed and stretched out before rubbing my eyes and taking in my surrounding. I was so ready to go to bed last night I didn't even get a chance to look around Zayn's room. To my right was the small sofa that Zayn was spread out on. When he said he had a sofa in his room I thought that he meant I would be sleeping on the sofa. I would have to remember to thank him again later. He had a dresser against his wall beside the bed and a t.v. mounted on the wall in front of the bed. All in all, his room was much better than my dorm that I had to share. Maybe I should have joined the sorority. I laughed to myself as I sat up from the warm bed. It actually smelt really nice in here. Plus it was clean. I began to respect Zayn even more for being so nice and not trying anything with me despite what he told Niall last night. I bent down and dug my phone from the pocket of my hoodie and checked the time. 12:03!? My classes started two hours ago. I cursed aloud as I wrote Zayn a small note and collected my belongings before heading out.

As soon as my foot hit the last step I noticed mess in the living room. Actually mess is an understatement. It was a disaster. It looked like a tornado had hit it five times. Red cups and bottles of liquor littered the floor along with miscellaneous items that had been strung out. Not to mention the tables that had held the games of beer pong were knocked over. It's amazing what a mess some college kids can make make when you put them in a room together and give them some alcohol.

"Crazy party, right?" A voice behind be says. I turned around to see the same guy that stopped Zayn and I last night except now, all he had on was a pair of drawstring sweatpants. 'Okay, don't stare this time.' I mentally warned myself.
"Wait, aren't you that girl that was with Zayn last night? Tracy..no- oh shit..uhh-"

"Tiffany." I corrected him.

"Right. Tiffany. Well, I'm Niall." He smirked.

I began to walk backwards towards the door. "Well, it was nice meeting you, Niall but believe it or not some people have classes to attend so-"

"You're going to class?" He chuckled. "It's already twelve, darling."

I stopped right as I was about to touch the door. "Yeah, your point is?" I snapped.

"Woah, calm down. I'm just saying." He raised up his arms in surrender which defined his muscles even further. I just wanted to touch-no. I stopped my thoughts from traveling even further. I can't think of him like that.

"Whatever. I'm leaving." I turned around and opened the door.

"Wait!" Niall put his hand over mine on the door handle and I quickly jerked back. "Sorry. Uhm..." He reached up and ran his fingers through his hair before exhaling and looking down at me. His breathe still smelt of alcohol but from where he was standing I could smell his intoxicating cologne- I need to stop.

I took a step back. "Spit it out. I've got places to be." I demanded.

He chuckled before leaning against the door frame and speaking. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime. Maybe get a bite to eat?"

I scoffed. No way. I can already tell he's just like all the other boys in the fraternity. Cocky and a huge douche. They will sleep with a different girl every night and don't even care about her feelings. I've met plenty of guys like him and I'm not falling for it. He probably thinks I'm just some naive freshman he can trick into sleeping with him.

"Nice try, pretty boy but I know your type. You can cut the act."

His face twisted in confusion but he quickly recovered by plastering a smirk on his face. It's obvious he's not used to being turned down. I turned around and began walking back to my dorm.
"Whatever babe. You'll come around. They always do." He shouted playfully after me.

I threw my middle finger in the air without even looking back. I heard him chuckling from the door and scowled. Not the reaction I was hoping for. Does this guy ever get offended?

Zayn

I groaned as I landed on my stomach on the hard-wood floor. Untangling myself from my blanket, I stood up and checked the time. 3:00 In the afternoon. Damn, I slept for ages. I looked over at the bed but found no sign of Tiffany except a piece of paper lying on the pillow.

Zayn,
Again thank you for everything last night and sorry if I was being a bitch. I tend to get cranky when I'm tired. If you ever need anything, call me. xx
Tiff
(P.s. your secret is safe with me.)

I smiled to myself when I saw her number scribbled at the bottom of the page. I knew what she meant by 'my secret is safe with her.' It's code for, 'If anyone asks, we totally slept together.' Although I think she would have worded it differently. Sweet girl. I strolled downstairs to find the living room spotless and Louis and Niall lounging on the couch with beers in their hands. I plopped down in between them to see the football game on t.v. Louis offered me a sip of his beer and I accepted, bringing the bottle to my lips and taking two long gulps of the cold liquid before returning the bottle to him. Niall jumped up and cheered when his team scored the winning goal.

"We have practice today?" Louis asked.

"Of course. We will probably get yet another lecture about skipping class but coach will have to deal with it. He needs us on the team." Niall replied. He was right though. We were the best on the team. Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam and I were his top five guys. Without us the team would absolutely suck.

"So Zayn, that girl you were with." Niall started, taking another swig of his beer with his eyes still glued to the t.v.

"Yeah. What about her." I asked looking over at him.

"She's feisty. How did you even get her in bed? She seems like such a prude."

"She not a prude you just gotta know the right things to say." I smirked.

He looked over at me and grinned and I knew what was coming next. "So was she good?"

I rolled my eyes. I'm going to have to warn her about Niall. I can already tell he's going to want to find out himself. Just as I was about to answer him the front door flew open.