The Fratboy Part 9

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Cameron

I awoke this morning to the sound of banging on my door. I didn't want to get up though because Y/N was sleeping comfortably on my chest. The banging became louder. Damn, she was a heavy sleeper. Blurry eyed, I looked over to Jake's side of the room.

"Jake..." I whispered. "Get the door bro." Of course, I didn't realize he wasn't in his bed. "Jake!" For fuck sakes, I thought to myself, as I slowly got up from under Y/N.

"Come on Cameron!" the voice said from behind the door. "It's like 7AM and you know I have a fucking group study session in half an hour. Let me get my shit bro!" Putting on the nearest pair of shorts I could find, I quickly realized that I had locked the door last night and that Jake had left his key in our room.

"Shit.." I mumbled to myself, unlocking and opening the door.

"Took you long enough, motherfucker." Jake said to me. "Next time, if you're gonna fuck in OUR room, give me a heads up."

"Hey," I begin. "Keep it down, Y/N is still asleep."

"Ohhhhh." he said, smirking. "So you finally hit   that, huh?"

"Just get your shit and get out bro." I say back. Smirking in my face again, he grabbed his stuff and left, closing the door behind him. I slowly climbed back into bed, wrapping my arms around Y/N. I can't believe she actually let me sleep with her last night. I thought I would have to wait weeks, maybe even months. And trust me, it would of been worth the wait.

Since I was already awake, I figured it was useless to try and go back to sleep. My eyes already brought everything into focus. Rolling over, I grabbed my phone off the side table and decided to scroll through my Instagram. I smiled at the pictures I took with my brothers before the party started, sad enough to say, none were taken during the party, for obvious reasons.

Through my scrolling, I felt Y/N groan and roll over next to me. She barely had her eyes opened and was staring at me.

"Good-morning sunshine!" I said, smiling.

"Nooo..." she mumbled, pulling the covers back over her head. "It's too briiiiight..."

"You gotta wake up somehow and I rather it not be in a totally sun deprived room." I say back, chuckling. Putting my phone back down, I joined her underneath the covers. Moving her hair out of her face, I realized that somehow her makeup didn't manage to smudge any of my pillows. I planted a kiss on her lips, still soft. She kissed me back, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I climbed on top of her, sliding my tongue in her mouth and biting her bottom lip.

"This doesn't mean round 2, Cam." she says in our kiss. "I have to go back to the Kappa house in a few minutes to get ready for our house wide study session for finals." I pull away and she runs her fingers through my messy hair.

"Well," I begin. "When will there be a time for round 2?" She smirks at me, pecking me on my lips.

"No telling, fratboy." she smiles at me. She pulls me in for another kiss, that I gladly accept. Things were different with Y/N. I didn't want to just throw her away. She wasn't just another girl I wanted to sleep with. I wanted to try her, to try us, to try dating again. We've only been talking for a few days, but it feels like years. That's the connection that I was missing with Andrea. That's why our relationship fell short, so soon, aside from the fact that she was back stabbing bitch.

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