(Back In Action!) Adventure Awaits (Harry Hook x Male Reader)

Roommates... Oh joy

(Y/n) pov

'I can't fucking believe my shit luck. I have to room with this assbutt (whoever knows the reference and is the first to point it out will have the chance to suggest an idea for the story and I might put it in if I like it).' I sighed as I ran my hand in a frustrated manner through my hair, making the curly mess an even bigger mess of curls.

 I dropped my book bag on the ground and just face planted onto my bed, awaiting the human headache to walk through that door.

 Soon enough I hear his annoyingly loud yet charming laughter coming down the hall towards our room door. I heard as he said goodbye and i heard the distinct high pitched screech of a laugh as Ginny Gothel giggled and said goodbye. I heard the door open and his footsteps halt, most likely due to the shock of seeing me in the room. 

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Harry's distinct Irish accent rang out through the room. 

"A very violent and annoyed person, so I suggest you watch what you say." I mumbled out through a face full of pillows, not in the mood to deal with him after the confrontation with him and his pathetic friends earlier.

"Ouch, you don't seem pleased to be in my amazing presence." he chuckled after saying that, thinking that he was funny. I was not amused.

I lifted my face out of the pillows and turned my body to face him. "Look, I don't fucking want you here, I don't want to be here, but I have to. So just shut up and stay out of my way and we won't have a problem. Got it?" I asked him through gritted teeth, resisting the urge to scream.

"Wait just a minute, you can't talk to me like that!" he was angry, his face was growing red and his eyes were narrowing, but I wasn't going to back down, if I was going to make it through this, I need him to just leave me alone.

I narrowed my eyes at him in a glare and pointed my finger at him, "I said, am I clear? I'm not joking around here asshole, I don't to have to teach to your place here in Auradon, which is the dirt beneath my boots." I spat the hurtful words at him, trying to resist the urge to apologize. 

Something in his eyes changed, grew more sombre, he looked wounded and I hated it, but I had to drive him away. "Yeah, whatever, I don't want to associate with some pompous price like you anyways." He was angry, all but growling the words out at me, but it had to be done. He grabbed his coat from where he tossed it, walking back out the door and slamming it shut behind him.

After I was sure he was gone I curled back up on my bed and sobbed into my arms, wishing for the pain to leave. I didn't want to speak so harshly to him, I didn't.  I just can't allow myself to let anyone close to me. No one can know my secret, and no one can get too close or it's likely they'll get hurt.

I don't want to hurt him.

But I just did.

I hate myself for it, but at least he will be safe away from me and my curse.

An: So short chapter I know, but I got a lot in store for this story, let me know what you guys thought and I'll try and get another chapter out within the week.