Sweet Caroline

Enchante

Parties were crazy in college. He just met a girl in one and now that he's trying to find her in her dorm, there's another one right in the hall of her building. Heck, he wasn't even sure he was in the sophomore building after all the drinks he had.

"Iris 23 C... Iris 23C" he muttered to himself as he walked the corridors. 21C ... 22C and aha! 23C.

He reached for the potted plant at the door. She said the key was supposed to be behind that. His hand made contacted with the cold metal and his unlocked the door.

The room is dark, all the lights are out. His eyes tried to adjust to the darkness when he spotted beanbag in the corner of the room near a small bookshelf, a mini-fridge, double deck bed and a figure lying on the small couch in front of the TV.

"There you are," he said grinning as he started unbuttoning his shirt and taking the rest of his clothes offs at the speed of light. When he has only his underwear left he reached for the girl on the couch, his body pressed against hers. His hand touch her long soft hair. He distinctly remember Iris hair was short but may be he was too drunk. He tried to shake her awake, no point fucking when she's drunk and lifeless. It's just plain rape and Klaus Mikealson was a notorious player but he's no rapist.

Fuck, this kind of thinking really kill his boner.

He smoothed her hair and tried to shake her gently. She turned slowly and before he knew it there were screaming (which when he was this high felt like nails on chalkboard times a million), feet's kicked him off the couch, and when all his sense of direction were lost and he tried to sit back up, the sweetest sickest smell enter his nose the same time hot liquids sprayed into his eyes.

"Ahhh" he screamed and tried to rub it off but it just burn even worse. He shook his head and finally hear what she was screaming to him.

"Get our or I swear I'll hurt you, you sick pervert!!"
"I can't see!!"
"Serve You right! Get out. NOW"
"I can't see. Oh my god, you're not Iris, are you?"

She paused then answered, "you didn't care to dryhump me before making sure I'm not my roommate? You're the worst!"

"I barely touched you! And FYI, She told me you wouldn't be here cause you're a nerd!!" Klaus was losing patient and he would have left but he really can't see anything at all right now! But the roommate clearly is upset. Little pillows hit his head as he hears the "I'm not a nerd"

"This is clearly a misunderstanding, I would gladly leave once you help me to the sink and let me clear my eyes"

"Why would I help you?"

"Would you rather stay with me till your roommate come and do the deed?"

Xoxo

"Was that mace?" He said as he clean water off his face with his shirt. The cold water on his eyes was soothing and he can finally see again.

"No. Fantasy by Britney Spears" she said as she walked back to the couch. "And I think you should go. I don't want any trouble."

"I'm trouble ?" He scoffed

" I know all about you. "

"Oh really" He sat on the couch and lean in.

"Senior. Player. Picking up all the freshmens. You practically sleep through half my building."

"It seems my reputation precedes me. Some are true. And some you just need to find out for yourself." He said and flashes his dimples. She turn to him, " the only thing I'm interested about is, do you really have an iron man mask signed by Robert Downey Jr."

"I do in my dorm room. Wanna go see?" He wiggled his eyebrow.

"Seriously ? You're hitting on ME?"

"Come on, I only do cause you gave me the look."

"The look?"

"I called it the water bowl look. The look puppies give when they're happy to see you and you gave them a bowl of water. "

"Wow. I can't. That is so insulting."

"Hey I'm just being honest"

"Oh, right. Okay. You want honesty? Here's honesty. You're not that pretty. Your smile is crooked so if you're relying on your college fame, sorry, college time is almost finish since you're a senior. Then again, who knows how long it took for you to graduate? You're not that smart. Any smart self respecting people wouldn't plow through any girls who gave them a wink because you lack human connection and willing to do anything to feel any form of intimacy and that's why you exercise this meaningless sex like a sport."

His eyes gleamed, mouth hanging, and instead of being mad he laughed. Which just made her frown. She was trying to get him out sooner not making a conversation.

"That was brutal." He said through his laugh. She stood and open the door signaling for him to leave.

"You're psycho."

Klaus walked to door but not passing the threshold. "I like it. Your honesty."

"Go."

"I'm Klaus."

"I know"

"And your name is ...?"

"Caroline. Now will you go?" She sighed.

"Fine. Btw, I can see through your night shirt. "

"URGH!!!" She pushes him out and slammed the door shut.

"Good night Caroline !!"  He smiled.