Roomies |E.C|

|12 - Slut Candy|

|Harper|

A loud thud woke me up out of my sleep.

"Ow, fuck!" I heard from the other side of the room. I sat up slowly and clutched my pounding head. I turned to face the noisy person and my stomach dropped.

"Ethan?" He was peeking over the edge of his bed, probably having fallen on the fl- Oh my god, I was in his bed. He searched the floor and found his underwear. I looked down at my own body, realizing I was fucking naked. I pulled the covers over myself, "Holy fuck!"

"What time is it?" he asked, standing in the corner. "Shit, I'm gonna be late for work!"

"Fuck that, did we have sex?!" I whisper-yelled. Memories of him on top of me started to flood back. "Oh god... Did we use a condom?"

"Um," Ethan found his wallet in his pants and pulled a little silver packet out of it, "Shit."

I shoved my head into my hands. We had been so careless.

"Are you on birth control?" Ethan asked, grabbing the roots of his hair. I started to freak out a bit because I was, in fact, not on birth control.

"No," I sighed. He visibly tensed up and looked like he was gonna panic. "Don't worry, I'll go get a Plan B later."

His body relaxed and he pulled $40 out of his wallet, "Here, I'll pay for it-"

"No, Ethan, I got it-"

"-Harper, please. I was the one that forgot to put the condom on. Just take it," He pressed the money into my hand. I took it reluctantly and he grabbed some clothes out of his dresser before he cracked his door open, "I gotta get ready for work. Call me when you get the pill."

"Alright," I replied. He left and shut the door behind him. I sighed and flopped back, rubbing my eyes. I had sex with Ethan. Did this just fuck everything up? Sure I'd fantasized about it, but we had gotten close and I didn't want our friendship to change.

I grabbed my clothes and snuck into my room naked. I ate the crackers on my table and took an Advil. I'd prepared my hangover kit before we even left last night and I'm glad I had. I heard the shower turn on and I groaned. I knew Ethan had to work, but I desperately needed a shower— and to pee.

I got up and threw an oversized T-shirt on with some shorts. Alyssa's bedroom door was closed, meaning she was probably still asleep. Fuck, I had to pee so bad. I couldn't hold it so I just went into the bathroom anyway.

"Hey!" I heard Ethan shout from behind the shower curtain.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it! And hurry up in there, I need to shower," I said back. I finished up and flushed the toilet.

"Shit!" Ethan shrieked.

"Oops," I laughed. I almost didn't get to finish washing my hands before I heard the shower curtain open and a hand pulling on the back of my shirt. "What the hell?!"

Ethan pulled me into the shower with him and closed the curtain back.

"What the fuck are you doing?! My clothes are all wet," I whined. My hair was getting wet too. He was lucky it was braided this time— it would've been Donny's 14th birthday part two.