Oh, That Frat Boy! (H.S.)

Chapter 2: Food and Romance Mix

"What is up with you today?" Zayn said, pulling away from me, sitting up.

"Nothing," I said, as I tried to pull him back. He didn't budge. I knew barging into his dorm room and tugging him onto his bed was a bit out of character.

"Sophie," He said, pulling me up so we could be on eye level and giving me a warning look.

I sighed. I knew I couldn't keep this from him.

"It's Harry, isnt it?" he murmured, tucking my long black hair behind my ear.

I laughed as a small tear slipped. "Am I that obvious?"

"A little." Zayn grinned. "Plus, I know you better than anyone. I know what that asshole put you through, so if you want to bitch about him, go ahead."

I wanted to disagree, but it would hurt too much. It would hurt to remember.

I love you, Sophie. But I'm no good for you.

I shook my head from the painful words, and angrily pressed my mouth to Zayn's. His friendliness disappeared as lust took over, but still with tangible reluctance he pressed me back onto his bed. This distracted my mind, from school, family expectation, Harry...

My hand slipped under Zayn's T-shirt, tugging it up and off him. He welcomed the action and went on to unbutton my blouse.

"Always with these goddamn buttons," He groaned. I giggled.

Finally gettingd it open, I threw it to the side and kept on kissing him. Zayn pulled away, his lips leaving a trail of kisses on my neck, slowly down to my chest. His hand crept down to the front of my shorts, making me gasp as I felt where his hand was.

I sat up as Zayn moved off of me, scratching the back of his neck.

"That was a bit too far, I'm sorry." I shook my head, smiling awkwardly.

"I'm glad you stopped yourself. I don't exactly want the repeat of last time...yet"

"Tease," Zayn laughed as he leaned forward and kissed me. "You're so sexy and innocent, that I want to take you here, but you know, I accept your prudeness." That made me laugh.

As we further immersed ourselves in our lust, the alarm bells in my mind quieted. While I was not quite the innocent type, I did not indulge myself in quite a lot of physical action.

So yeah, I kinda lied about that goody-goody thing.

Sue me.

Suddenly, the door to the dorm room burst open, with a couple of laughing boys walking in. Zayn and I jumped apart, with me scrambling my top from the floor and Zayn kicking the guys out with a few curse words.

"I thought you locked the door," I ground out, as I buttoned my shirt back up.

"I did," He said, rolling his eyes. He stretched and I couldn't help but admire his physique."Guess even a sock on the door doesn't keep these fucks out."

I grabbed my backpack and made my way to the door, mood completely gone.

"Ah, Soph, always the dramatic one," Zayn sighed, catching me for a last sloppy kiss.

Flipping him off, I left his dorm.

Trudging out of the college campus, a smell of something burning caught my senses. Turning several times, I walked up to a popcorn station by the train station.

Oh hell no...

*FLASHBACK - 1 year ago*

"I'm not going. Hell.No. Don't even THINK about it," I grunted, as Will started to drag me in the direction of hell.