The Frat Guy

The Bad Boyfriend

"Did you fucking see that guy?" Alexa was asking as her arms hung around a jealous Trent's neck.

We were back at the sorority house, and all thoroughly drunk.

Harry had eventually came and found me at the party after a solid hour of me looking for him and no where to be found, and profusely apologized. Telling me how he was so into me, couldn't imagine this school year without me. Was sorry about what happened with Tiffany and him. How it would never, ever happen again, he promised, and would watch how he acted with other women. Well, he said people, but I'm assuming he meant with women. I knew Harry wasn't into men so even if men drooled over him I hoped I didn't have to worry about both sexes. Not that it would bother me at all, I was supportive of all the LGBTQ community. I just was glad the population of who I had to worry about my boyfriend flirting with was lower than if it were everyone. Because Harry is quite the good looking, charming guy.

I silently kept my private interaction with the new guy to myself as well. I didn't really want anyone to know what had happened. It seemed serene and beautiful to just keep within myself.

So, here we were. Back at the house. Bringing up events from tonight. Or should I say people that we met tonight?

Guys weren't suppose to be in the house after 10 o clock, but we broke that rule on occasion. Well ...quite often I'll admit. The other girls knew not to tell on us though, at least the ones that did not want the guys here. It would nip them in the ass one way or another so they just usually went to their rooms and left everyone alone that had brought a guy home, or just wanted to continue the party.

Trent didn't seem too keen on talking about the new guy as Bev and Kim joined in on the obsession over the new frat guy. Trent getting to work on Alexa's neck as if he was a vampire soothing his hunger. Ignoring anything about the new guy.

Who's name I still haven't found out. Not from lack of trying though.

"Yes I saw him, who the hell didn't? After all, when your new in the Greek system you tend to stick out," I quipped, not too cheerily, seeing as Harry came along and hung on my every word.

It was odd. The way he was so obviously overly jealous and not even hiding it.

He had the nerve to show it after his display he put on just hours ago.

On the other hand I watched Kim shoot daggers his way ever since we had all gotten back to the house. Something was definitely up that Kim was not impressed with.

Harry was putting on his full charm when he bluntly scowled at Kim and turned my way, "He's just another dude. Very chill, but he's going to be like any of the other mates. A bro. He seemed to fit right in too. With all the guys...and chicks," Harry was winking. My way in particular. "Don't ya think Trent?" His English accent thick with inquiry.

Trent's head bobbed up from sucking grotesquely on Alexa's neck and nodded uninterested. Before going right back to work on a moaning Alexa's skin, bruising it to a point she'll regret tomorrow with how much foundation it will take to cover it.

Harrys slights towards the stranger were crude and rude Everytime he spoke. Or very passive, like he could care less they just got another five star guy in their frat. He should be thankful the new guy picked him after all the rumors that crawled around in ears tonight about the guys qualifications. It was really beginning to rub me the wrong way.

Why? I had no clue. The new guy shouldn't be effecting me the way he is, yet here I sat panting on the inside about when I'll be able to come face to face with his god like self.

And keeping it in stow away about my secret run in with the stranger.

Piping in, Kim smirked as she leaned against the kitchen island and looked back at Louis and Liam, "He was quite cute. Fresh meat and all, I might have to get my claws in him since no one around here wants to fight for me," and the two physically oose with irritation at her proclamation.