Chapter 3: Not Worth Trying

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"Well... I better go find Emily," I say, standing up. I was suprised at what I had just done with Harry.

"Have fun, babe. I'll see you later. Want my number?" Harry asks me.

"No, not really. Like you said, that was a one time thing, and I shouldn't get attached," I say, walking towards the door.

A arm is wrapped around my waist before I can comprehend what's going on. Harry pulls me into his chest and holds me there, tight.

"Still. In case you're having sexual frustration again, you can call me. I'd be more than glad to help," He says.

"Harry. I said... fine, whatever," I finally give up, knowing he'd just keep begging if I didn't give it to him.

I grab my phone out of my bra and hand it to Harry.

"I'm technically touching your tit," Harry says, unlocking the phone with a swipe of his finger.

"Shush it," I say and roll my eyes playfully.

"There," He says handing me my phone back. I look at the contact name.

Sex God Buddy (Harry<3)

"Really?" I half laugh. He's got to be kidding.

"Yep," He says, taking a step closer to me. I quickly change the contact name to just "Harry".

"Hey!" He playful acts offended. 

"Shush it," I repeat.

"Come here, you," He says and pulls me close. I do a little squeal, because I wasn't expecting it and he laughed.

Harry pressed his lips hard on mine and kissed me, deeply. I kiss back right away, running a hand through his hair. 

He slides his tongue in my mouth while I'm moaning. Our tongues fight for dominance, but his wins.

I pull away and untangle myself from Harry.

I walk towards the door, fixing my hair.

"Bye, love. Text me if you need anything," He says and I nod and walk out of the door. 

Where could Emily be?

I walk back into the living room and see the group of people weren't playing truth or dare anymore.

Emily and Louis were snogging on the couch. Great. 

How the hell am I going to get home? Everybody here is drunk, except...

Fuck.

I ran back up the stairs and open the door Harry and I were just in.

I walk inside with my eyes on the floor. 

"Harry-" I look up and Harry's literally on top on a damn girl fucking her. They're not even under covers. It was Alex.

I quickly slammed the door and ran into a random room, locking it behind me.

I turn around and see a couple drunk older guys laying around the door. Maybe in their late 20's, early 30's. There were two guys in here, and they were all sleeping.

I sat on a empty bed. Well, looks like I have no ride back to the dorms. I'm stuck here.

The drunk guys had to be blacked out for the rest of the night, they looked wasted. 

I'll sleep in here until morning, then leave somehow. I'll take a bus or something. I'll find out later.

I lay down and close my eyes. This night better go fast.

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