ONCE

Chapter 4

The sound of my alarm rings throughout the dorm, loudly. Checking the time on my phone, it reads 6:00am. I have to have a shower before my first classes. Before anyone is up. I get paranoid about showering with people around me. Gosh, why am so paranoid? I have to get over my fear if I'm going to be living here.

Walking into the shower room I see that no-one is up. Thank god! I turn on the shower, adjusting the temperature so it's not too hot.

Just as I'm about to take off my clothes I hear something.

"Is anyone in here?" I yell out.

I can hear some shuffling around before a boy with tattoos and curly brown hair appears.

"What are you doing in here?" He asks, while pulling his pants up.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You're the one that's in the girl's showers," I mumble, feeling awkward.

"I'm taking care of business," He says simply. I think I can see a ghost of a smirk in his features.

"In the girl's shower?" I stutter.

A girl with long blonde hair walks out in barely anything. She looks to be in her mid-40s, but I'm not sure.

"Where are my clothes, Harry?" The nearly naked woman asks.

"Back there," He moves his head in the direction of her clothes, I guess.

"Sorry, sweetheart, but what were you saying?" The man- Harry asks.

"Nothing," I flush.

"You were wondering why I'm in here, am I correct?"

I flush even more. Is he teasing me? I blink at him and nod.

"She was my business," Harry smirks.

The woman appears again. This time fully dressed. I look down at the ground.

"I'll see you at home," The woman walks offs.

"You live with business?" I say looking up at him, he's watching me, one hand cupping his chin, his thumb running across his bottom lip.

"I live with my step-mom," His hands drop to his sides.

I realize that his 'business' is his step-mother.

"You sleep with your step-mother?" I swallow nervously. "Why?"

"Why?" He laughs. "My dad is sleeping with someone else, or so my step-mom thinks. What better way to get back at him then sleep with his son."

"Oh, well I'm just going to get back to shower," I tell him.

"Oh, yes, you can but in a minute," He stalks closer to me.

"Now, tell me, do you have classes today?"

"Yes."

"What classes?"

"Just literature."

"Lucky for you I'm in that class."

I have to continue to see this attractive, very attractive young man throughout my whole day. Holy cow someone help me.

"How about I walk you to our classes after we get breakfast?" A small smile overcomes his face.

Breakfast with this insanely attractive man? You already have a man! My subconscious screams at me.

"I am sure that you are far too busy to take me to breakfast and walk to class with me," I tell him.

"I'm not busy at all," his eyes darken.

I start to flush.

"I'll meet you outside once you're done," he says, polite as ever.

I tuck a lock of hair behind my ear as I nod.

"Don't take too long."