Protected [Harry Styles - AU]

chapter 2

Skye's POV

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Harry came back into the room within an hour and in that time I was able to unpack all of my belongings while exploring my new living space.

It was actually pretty nice for a college dorm room. It had a main room, which contained two small beds and two even tinier desks crammed in the corner . There was a set of drawers for each of us next to our beds for stprage. Around the corner, there was a kitchen which included of a microwave and a mini fridge so I don't know if that actually qualifies as an actual 'kitchen'. There was an area with a sink and mirror, but no toilet or shower. That meant there were public bathrooms. Fantastic.

He strolled over to his bed and I decided to ask him questions about this party I was supposedly going to tonight. After some debating with myself, I decided I would go due to the fact that I still didn't know anyone, and I would like to make some friends before classes start, in two weeks.

"So what time do I need to be ready for the party?" I asked, trying to get a general timeframe for the following situation.

"Six" he replied in monotone.

"Where's it gonna be?"

"At a frat house," his face remained emotionless.

"Okay, sounds good!" I tried to should slightly enthusiastic.

It was currently 4:45 so I decided to start getting ready. I excused myself to go to the dreaded public bathrooms.

Lucky for me, I was, in fact, in an all boys dorm. I tried to ignore the befuddled stares and headed into one of the shower stalls. A group of boys whistled at me and I rolled my eyes at their immaturity.

I lined up my assortment of different soaps and scrubs on the floor near my feet and placed my towel and clothes over the shower curtain. There isn't much room in these cramped little stalls.

I took my sweet time and washed my hair and body, I was almost finished when I reached for my conditioner. Due mainly to my clumsiness, I slipped and took my towel down with me. I landed on the hard tile and squealed. Yup, there would be a bruise there tomorrow.

I noticed other articles, other than my towel, that were being sprayed by the shower head. Then it hit me: my clothes were laid on top my towel. So they had also came tumbling down.

Great.

My clothes and towel laid in the path of the running water and were now soaked. There were at least ten other guys in the bathroom, and I have nothing but a wet towel to cover myself.

Again, great.

I threw my now drenched belongings over the shower curtain, annoyed. Why does stuff like this always happen to me?

I finished up my shower and collected all of my showering supplies and sopping wet clothes. I put my soaking wet towel around my body and peered out of the shower. The same group of boys were still in there. I clenched my clothes and variations of soaps in my trembling fingers. It was freezing. I ran out if the bathroom trying to avoid eye contact with the boys currently in the bathroom.

Thankfully, I made it back to my dorm and I seemed to be alone. I threw everything in my arms, including my towel covering my bare body, on the floor, now exposing my naked figure.

I soon heard footsteps from our 'kitchen' and turned around to be met with a wide-eyed Harry.

"Fuck," I whispered.

"Oh. God. Umm. Sorry." he mumbled still standing there in shock. I could feel my eyes grow to approximately the size of Pluto.

I was now standing butt naked in front of a guy who I met only hours ago. I had never actually been in front of a guy naked before, so I could now add this to my list of experiences . I quickly tried to cover my lady parts but failed miserably. I spun around to face the wall and reached into one of my drawers and picked up a dry towel and wrapped it around my bare body.