College Love Affair

Chapter 3 - Party Like There's No Tomorrow

--Tyler--

"Did she actually just invite me to third wheel with her boyfriend and her at this party? Damn, she must really wanna get to know me better." I thought to myself.

I hung up my apron along with the rest of my uniform and I just threw on a pair of sweats and a baseball tee. I checked my hair in the mirror, to make sure the quiff was still intact. After checking my hair, I went to grab my bag and my phone as I exited through the doors to meet up with Megan and Ian.

"Ready to go?" She asked with a smile.

God, she was beautiful. From the way her long, wavy, blonde hair grew around her body down to her waist, to the way her dark brown eyes shined in the artificial light. I couldn't stop staring at her smooth, lightly tanned skin. I just wanted her on my lap, kissing me with those pink, plump lips. I wanted to feel every inch of her soft, sun kissed skin, but she had a boyfriend and she had no interest in me whatsoever.

"Yup." I said as we walked towards the exit.

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Ian and I waited outside the bathroom of her dorm room as she got ready. We awkwardly sat next to each other on her couch, sitting in silence. I thought it'd be best if I said something 'cause I know he wasn't gonna say anything.

"Hey man, I just wanna say I'm sorry about what I said back at Starbucks. It was totally not cool to call out your relationship like that. I should've kept my thoughts to myself."

"Nah, it's fine. To be honest, I would've done the same thing." He said chuckling.

"So we're good?" I asked.

He nodded in agreement and once again, it was silent. Just when things were going good, they got awkward again.

"So you play any sports? Or are you a sports fan?" He asked me

I was shocked. I didn't thing he would try to have a conversation with me.

"Both actually. I play football and volleyball. Weird mix, I know. As for sports on tv, I pretty much watch every sport; football, basketball, hockey, baseball, soccer." I told him.

While we were waiting for Megan to get ready, he told me how he played baseball and hockey and he too, watched every sport on tv. We seemed to have a love of sports in common, which was good. I could tell he was a cool guy.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Megan came out of the washroom, ready to go.

"WOAH." Ian and I said at the same time.

"Wow, babe. Y-you look amazing. You're gorgeous. As always of course." Ian said.

Megan blushed as his compliments. Despite the fact that I didn't like hearing him compliment her, she was so fucking cute when she blushed, I just wanted to grab her and hold her in my arms. I wanted to call her mine.

"Yeah, Megan you look great." I said, agreeing with Ian.

I could tell he was giving me a look that said back off, but I didn't care. My eyes couldn't leave Megan in her outfit. She had straightened her hair so it reached all the way to her ass, which was a nice ass might I add, and had done her makeup in a natural way that brought out her dark brown eyes -- which was hard to do. She was wearing light-wash ripped, high-waisted shorts with a plain, long sleeve crop top and a pair of high top converse.

I noticed she was wearing glasses, the kind that those Tumblr hipster girls wear. It was such a turn on.

"Aw, stop! Both of you are too sweet! Thank you though." She said with a cute smile on her face.