Chapter 2

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(A/N Hey guys, how's you like the first chapter? Was it good? They'll most likely be an update every day or every other day. So anyway just let us know what you think will happen and why!!!! -Sasha)

Sasha's POV

"Uhm. Right. Well, I'm Sasha."

"Hello! I'm Michael!" the boy with the purple hair stood up, walked over to me, and wrapped his arms around me.

"Oh...Hi." I reply.

"I'm so happy you're finally here!" he says letting go of me, and walking back to his bed.

"I'm Zayn. It's nice to finally meet you." A boy with almost black hair, stood up from his bed, walked over to me, lifted my hand and kissed it. I giggled like an idiot.

"Hey." I say smiling.

We all stood there for about 2 minutes.

"You must be Liam." I say. It comes out more of a question than a statement.

"Yeah. That's who I am. Why's it matter?" he says abruptly.

"Well. I'm sorry for asking. All I do is come into this room, and you just sit there. You just sat there. You didn't introduce yourself and all I do is ask. You were rude to me and I do not find this acceptable. You're an immature little motherfucker aren't you?" I paused.

"I-" he starts to laugh.

What the fuck?

"Fine. You know what? Fuck you. I hope you go straight to fucking hell. And remember this. Do not come anywhere near me outside of this room. And do not talk to me. If you do I will fuck you up. I may not look like I can, but I'm a crazy ass bitch if you piss me the fuck off. So remember. FUCK YOU LIAM." I say an slam the door behind me. I don't know where I was going, but I was going anywhere. Anywhere to get away from that cunt back in my dorm.

"Sasha! Wait up!" I hear Zayn call as the door slams again. I stopped.

..

Elizabeth's POV

"Hey, I'm Elizabeth Hood." I say to then pull my snake-bites between my teeth, it was a nervous habit.

"Your accent is really hot. I mean nice, I meant nice." Niall says blushing furiously.

I laugh. "Yours too. It's nice I mean." I say.

"Shit. Did I make this, in any way, awkward?" he asks as he face-palms.

"No, not at all mate." I say with a smile.

We stood there awkwardly for a moment, and it seemed as though he took an interest in my tattoos. Finally after another slightly awkward minute, he said something.

"So tell me about your tattoos. Did they hurt?"

"No, you get used to it after the third one." I say.

"Oh, okay." he said looking at the music note on my arm.

"Would you like me to explain them to you?" I ask.

"Yeah, that'd be nice." He says smiling.

"Okay well, the music note is my career choice. It's how I choose to express myself. The ying-yang symbol, that represents me and my best friend, Sasha. And finally the half heart on my wrist is only a half because I was going to get the other half when I find---"

Niall kissed me. He fucking kissed me. I didn't know how to feel about it yet, but a kiss was a kiss, and I happened to really like this one.

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