(Eren x Jean)College Rocks!

Chapter 7/It's A College Thing

Side Note: In the beginning of this story a character named Erwin was mentioned, that name has been removed to end any kind of confusion. Mr. Smith is Erwin Smith, I'm sorry for this mistake so I hope this will continue the story much easier and clearer. 

(Eren's POV)

I miss him already. He's only been gone for thirty minutes now an in the span of thirty minutes, someone broke a table, two people passed out already and Connie and Sasha ate almost all the food they brought themselves. I'm not much of a drinker but something must tell you to think twice before drinking an entire gallon of Hennessy in one gulp. And yes, when I say that I do mean Reiner and Bertholdt having a drinking competition just as the first song was over.

"You don't stand a chance golden boy"Reiner teased at Bertholdt with a big grin on his face. Reiner had already finished two beers before hand so this was light work for him.

"Don't underestimate me" Bertholdt countered as he chugged a beer down in seconds. People just started in awe as they watched two underage guys destroy their kidney's but hey it's college thing, no surprise here. I shook my head at the two and walked to the bathroom for some privacy and space.

Siting on the toilet lid all I could think about was him and where he had gone too. I want him to be next to me and smile with me, I don't know why I want him here so badly but I do. It's like I'm addicted to his presence now. I need to calm the fuck down cause I'm starting to sound like a crazy person.

Jesus Eren, no wonder you can't ever be in relationships. Just text him, ask him where he is and if he's coming to the party or not. Yeah, that's easier than waiting for a thousand years without knowing if he's even coming back.

I pulled out my phone and opened up our messages, I knew it was better to just stop being shy and act like a normal human being-the one thing I struggle with.

Eren:Hey, Where are you? Are you coming to the party or not? Let me know.

I sat there for another five minutes, just staring at my message waiting for those little dots to pop up and tell me he's texting back.

Jean:Oh hey, yeah sorry I went to get something important. I'm inside right now actually, come find me.

He wants me to find him? Alright at least I know he's here so I can calm my nerves down. I left the bathroom and started to move through the crowds of people that were breaking the floor below me. It reeked of alcohol and weed as I got closer to the center. The music was so loud it was hard to understand since the bomb boxes were shaking my bones. Once I got through half way, it looked like Bertholdt had won cause Reiner looked like he had just passed out from too much drinking. I noticed Mikasa standing by the food table so I rushed over for some guidance.

"Hey" I yelled through the noise. She turned around and smiled.

"How's the party for you Eren?" She asked.

"Its fine, have you seen Jean anywhere?" I asked.

"Yeah, I saw him go upstairs"She yelled back. I nodded and gave two thumbs up for understanding.

I made my way to the stairs and moved passed the couples eating each other's faces in way on the stair case. Trying not to grind pass their boyfriends and girlfriends in the process. I reached the next floor where the bedrooms were. I knew it was best to not open any doors cause there could be things I would not want to see going on. The music was less loud up here so it was easier to here things, a lot of things. Like the banging in the room to my left, the hysteria laughing that came from the room to my right.

"You people are too much for me" I spoke, rolling my eyes and making my way through the hall. The lights were dimmed in this part of the house so I tried my best to watch where I was going while trying to text Jean at the same time.

Eren:I'm on the second floor, where are you?

It took him a while to reply with the words:

Jean:Go to the last room

I put my phone away and made by way to the end of the hall in hopes of finding him finally. I looked around the corner to see only one door and turned the knob open.

That was where my heart stopped beating.

Jean and Marco were kissing on the floor. Jean's shirt was off and so was Marco's. I don't think they noticed me because they were on the other side of the room, I stood there in disbelief and watched for a few moments. Eventually, Marco looked up from across the room and stared at me in the eyes as he licked Jeans neck and ran his hands through his hair. I didn't know if I was in hell or just in an endless state of suffering because he gestured for me too come closer.

Yet at the same time. It was the sound of the music that made my brain think my heart was still beating from the deep base. My eyes started to water, hands trembled and all I wanted to do was...was...run away.

Down the crowded stair case, out the door, across the lawn and into my dorm room I locked myself away. Collapsing onto my bed I laid there in pure agony, I wanted to die, I wanted Jean to die. I took my shoes off and started to punch at my pillows; pretending that they were his face. That sweet, horse-ish, strong, beautiful, attractive face of his. And with Marco he hurt me. I wish I could compare to Marco's adorable freckles and strong stature, I can see why Jean would prefer to be with someone like himself. But I didn't know Marco was a heart breaker also.

He's dark hair and light brown freckles held so much evil I never knew the devil could be such a good actor. Yet I couldn't tell if the actor was Jean or Marco. I guess this was just another College thing that people do. Lead people in and break their hearts all for the heck of it, guessed I deserved it. I could never compare to people like Jean and Marco, I should just stay in my place.

Knock, knock

Someone wanted me to talk about my issues but I was not in the mood of a therapy lesson right now. I wanted to sleep my sadness away not give it strength.

KNOCK, KNOCK

Louder they knocked on the door, just begging for me to open up. I wish they would just tear down the door rather than make me anticipate the stress of opening it.

"It's me Eren, please open" I heard the familiar voice. It was deep and smooth like chamomile tea. I knew all too well since so had to sit through a long lecture with that voice to guide me. It was Mr. Smith