Divided

Chapter 1

My teeth nipped at her collar bones and traveled up to the sensitive skin on her neck; I began sucking harshly, without a care of the marks I was leaving. She panted heavily... A little too heavily, as she pulled the fabric of my shirt trying to bring our bodies closer.

I rested one arm against the headboard of the bed and disconnected from the kiss. I looked into her eyes before planting one last peck on her lips. "Do you wanna maybe do something else?"

She batted her eyelashes blushing, as if pondering between her choices, and I knew that her "acting innocent and indecisive" meant the answer was going to be yes.

She would try and act as if hooking up with guys at frat parties wasn't a regular thing, which obviously was for her; it was way too easy to get her out of her clothing. But I didn't care about this girl, Alexis I think?.. Or her lies. And I was honestly just trying to end the first party of the year successfully. This would be one of the few before classes started August 29th.

"Ummmm Niall?" I was snapped back into reality by her voice, and looked at her still extremely close to her face. "..ya I guess I could a little further.. But you should know that I don't normally do this." I smirked at her lies, and began to pull off my t-shirt.

***Chandler's POV***

It was a ten hour drive up, but my parents were going to stay for a week to look for houses in North Carolina; since all three of their children lived there nothing was keeping them in Ohio anymore.

I sat in our black Suburban, and braided my long dark hair down one side. I felt anxious and was desperately trying to keep my hands busy. I was wearing an old OSU lacrosse pinney, Nike sports bra, and my favorite Lulu Lemon crop leggings that stopped above my shins. I paired my usual outfit with my tan, suede Birkenstock sandals I wore almost everyday.

As we pulled into the parking lot of the University of North Carolina my stomach was twisted into knots. I slung my Northface backpack that had all my new books, and my MacBook, over my shoulder and got out of the car.

I dragged my one duffle bag that housed my scarce amounts of clothing to my dorm, Daniel's Hall: 109D. I plopped everything on my small twin bed and looked around; the other bed was made and the walls surrounding it were decorated with pictures of nature and concert posters. I helped as my dad walked in the room holding my one box of belongings I brought to decorate and I smiled at him. "Here you go kiddo." He put the box on the floor, and set down my two field hockey sticks on the bed carefully. "Your mother and I have to go, we have an appointment with a realtor to look at houses." I nodded. And hugged him, even though I would see him soon enough it was still emotional. His hand pet the back of my head.

"Bye dad, love you."

"You too sweetheart, I'm so proud of you." We parted our separate ways without shedding a tear; growing up focusing on sports and learning how to suck it up sure did desensitize you. I pulled out the plain white comforter from the box with the dark purple sheets and I made my bed. It looked much more comforting. I cringed at my roommate's Aztec patterned comforter that gave me a headache while looking at the frantic designs.

My thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of my roommate. She immediately smiled once she saw me, and she seemed genuine. She was wearing high waisted shorts and a crop top with a bunch of rings and jewelry, and a colorful headband to contrast her blonde hair. She looked super friendly. "Hi," I spoke first. "I'm Chandler King." She waved.

"I'm Anastasia Ritter, but you can call me Ana." I smiled.

"How long have you been here?"

"I just got here yesterday." She answered me while sitting on her bed. "I am loving this campus so far." I agreed as I pulled out my two all-American field hockey plaques and my 4 all-Ohio ones. I also pulled out the two state champion medals. "Woa." Ana walked over and looked at my awards I pulled out to hang up for inspiration, not to be cocky. They were just nice reminders of what I had accomplished and how much farther I wanted to go, plus my dad convinced me to bring them. "Are you on the field hockey team here?"

I smiled sheepishly. "Yes I'm going to be at least; that's the only reason I'm at this school." She asked me tons of questions about it, but we were interrupted by a knock. I answered the door to find two familiar giants standing in the frame. "Dylan, Nick!" I embraced my brothers.

"Hey Chandler, time for your all access tour." I nodded my head and excused myself from my roommate, after their introductions, as we walked out of the door. "Daniel's Hall has some pretty good dorms, you lucked out." I nodded in understanding. "Okay, so what classes are you taking?" Nick asked. I pondered for a moment.

"Environmental Science with Hastings, Electronic Media Business with Burns, Lit with Spencer, European History with Hobbs, Calculus with Kaiser, and Management and Accounting with Rizk." I stated off the top of my mind; my brothers assured me with a friendly nod after each one I listed.

"Good choices." Dylan patted my back. He was the one who sent me the list of what I should and shouldn't take. We were closer and had a much better relationship than other siblings and I was so grateful for that. His facial expression quickly became serious. "How are your shins?"

"They're totally fine." I lied through my teeth. Ever since seventh grade I had the worst shin splints that never went away. My sophomore year of high school they developed into stress fractures, causing me to have to sit the bench for a quarter of the season, and preventing me from going all-American that year. He looked at me skeptically but was interrupted by Nick.

"Okay, this is Maxwell Hall. This is where we roomed our freshmen year." I nodded in agreement. We walked a farther ways until we stopped at the stadium. "This is our main priority."