5sos interracial preferences ❋ imagines

College!5sos pt. 2

[A/N: Bruh Muke is real af in that pic ^ (look at my bbdd; he mad cuz he wants Malum to happen lol too bad so sad. U gotz me now ;)))) #Zalumftw!!! Anteweyz, enjoyz]

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After Luke had left, your roommate's and your parents had left as well after hugging you repetitively and reminding you to call them before you went to sleep.

You seriously missed home now that you were all alone in your dorm with your boy-crazy roommate---who cared nothing about your existence---and you didn't know what to think; you had never got this feeling.

It was usually just you and your family, everyday, and now, you hadn't even been separated from them for 24 hours yet and you were already emotionally drained.

"Who was that guy?" your roommate asked, checking her lipstick in the mirror.

"Oh..." You mumbled. You suddenly felt a spark of jealousy as you thought about how flirty she was being towards the guy you had just met. She wasn't even worried about meeting you. All she cared about was Luke, and she didn't care what relationship you could've possibly had with him. "He's my boyfriend." you lied.

The girl seemed so startled. She dropped her lipstick on the floor, blue eyes widened.

"You... and him?" She asked.

You nodded. What was the big deal? She acted as if you told her you murdered someone and hid the body under her bed.

"How come when I asked earlier, you said 'no'?"

"We just keep our relationship on the down low, I guess,"

"Wow..." was all she said for a moment. "I wouldn't have suspected that."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

She simply shrugged her shoulders, picking up her lipstick and starting to rub it on her plump lips again. You were so annoyed, you just wanted to get out. You couldn't stand another moment with her.

"I'm gonna go and tour myself around," you mumbled, pushing yourself off your bed.

"Kay," she smacked her pink, glossy lips, grabbing her eyeshadow palette.

You shut the door behind you and began walking down the long halls, your eyes scattering around in search of the friendly guy that you had just made acquaintance with.

You only saw people huddled up in groups, laughing and greeting each other, and blabbing about how amazing their summer was. Suddenly, all eyes were on you. The difference in skin color between you and the other students around you stood out boldly, and they all seemed surprised that you got accepted to such a high-standard school.

You instantly felt uncomfortable as you continued down the long, dorm hallways, with people staring at you as if you had an extra arm.

"How did she even make it in here?" You heard a girl whisper to one of her friends, and they began giggling afterwards.

You shot your eyes at them, and said, "The same way you made it in here," and you smiled, "Discrimination isn't cute, honey."