A party at the frat house

Chapter 5

I consider its Stacey but she has the keys. Making my way to the door I open with my eyes half closed to find, Harry?!!

"What are you doing here? What do you want?" I ask him

"Where's Stacey?" He asks as he walks by me entering the room

"Heyy, she's not here and you have nothing to do here. Please get out"

"No, I'm waiting her" he sits on her bed and put his big feet on the chair next to the bed.

"Oh my God!! Why don't you just wait her somewhere else?"

"I like it here. If you don't, you can leave"

"It's my room, not yours to throw me out"

"No no, it's yours and Stacey's room"

"Okay, that doesn't give you the right to stay here"

"Yes, it does. And save your time I'm not leaving"

"Okay, just fine!!" I huff loudly

I feel his eyes on me as I sit on my bed and grab my book. Of course I'm not gone sleep while he's in my room, I don't trust him. Actually, I don't trust any man, not just him.

"Why you're so offended I'm staying here anyway?" he asks after a few moments

"Because I was sleeping and you woke me" I answer coldly

"Why don't you just continue sleeping?"

"obviously, I don't trust you staying here while I'm sleeping"

He laughs loudly at my answer and I turn my face to look at him angrily

"Do you really think I'm gonna touch you? You must be kidding me"

"You did it before"

"You let me" his smile is gone now

"I didn't" I don't know if I'm lying or telling the truth. I don't know what was wrong with me that night

"Yes, you did. Besides, if you hate me like that why did you let me touch you?"

He walks up to me and sits next to me on the bed. With his face to close to mine I move back but I hit the wall behind me

"Because you liked it. I bet you want me to touch you again. To make you feel 'that better' you stopped me from" he starts to put my hairs behind my ear.

He's right. He's so damn right, I liked his touch on me, but I'd never admit that, not even to myself.

I'm so confused, No one has ever touched me I don't even have a boyfriend. I'm not interested in boys I always reject them just like I did with Harry. But he has his way on me, his touch brings fire under my skin. I don't want to stop him this time. He may want to ruin me as he said before, but I don't care. The feeling I get when he's that close to me can't be much better.

He moves his hand to my cheek and starts to make circles with his thumb which gets me to the edge.

"This time you can't stop me. I can feel you calling me to do it. You want me to make you feel it. You want me to kiss you. You know I'm fucking right, don't you?" he whispers in my ear and I nod. He's right, I want it.

"But I won't" he stands up and walks away from my bed. What?!

"What?" my voice comes more a whisper

"I'm not gonna kiss you. Girl, come on, you know damn right I'm not. Who wants to kiss a girl like you? Unless he's a nerd boy with glasses" He half smiles

I really don't know how I feel about it. But I'm sure I'm not feeling well. He did the same as me. That's how it feels to be rejected then. Oh God, he's so good. He's a damn good jerk.

He's now on Stacey's bed doing whatever he's doing on his phone not giving a damn about me while I'm sitting on my bed trying to convince myself that nothing happened.

"That's why you came here then?" I finally speak

"Not really. It just came to my head when I saw you here"

"Is that what you meant when you said you were gonna ruin me?" I stop my tears before they come into my eyes. This can't be true. I can't be sad because he didn't kiss me. But yes I seem to be.

"No girl. I was just showing you what you've done with me. I guess you're feeling worse than I felt. I can see you're holding back your tears"

"Get out of here, Harry. Now!!" I scream loudly not caring about what people would think or about my tears that are falling down my face.

"Okay okay just calm down angry chick" He says and walks out of the door and I slam it behind him letting my tears stream down my face.