Seeing the Thing

Chapter 2

warnings: panic attacks, mentions of sex

***

"What the fuck?"

Tom's accent angrily filled the peaceful silence. You sat up, Harrison's reflexes a little slower than yours but he follows your lead, squinting at the figure in the doorway.

"Can I help you?" You ask, annoyed. What did he puke all over their dorm room floor? Need Harrison to clean up his mess?

"So I ask you if you slept with 3 guys in one weekend and the next thing you do is sleep with my best friend?"

"Does it look like we did any sleeping? We literally just got back because you were busy puking and being an asshole, we just got to close our eyes."

"Okay, let's not fight, Tom, what could you possibly want? Are you drunk?" Harrison asks.

"Drunk? No? Why would I be drunk?"

"Because you were drunk at the party, drunk on the way home?"

"Oh right. Well I might be drunk, I don't know. What's it your business?"

"You're in my fucking room? Did you need something?" You ask, starting to get angrier by the second.

"No, I, I don't know why I'm here actually. But it's true isn't it?"

"Tom this isn't something you have any business with, if it was if it wasn't isn't your fucking problem."

"Oh it's totally true."

"Get out of my fucking room before I kill you," you all but growl.

"Fuck, fine, just wanted to get to know ya," you could practically hear his smirk and you wanted to throw your pillow at him. He probably sensed your growing frustration because he closed the door, leaving you and Harrison in darkness.

"I'm sorry, he's really nosy when he's drunk."

"Why's he here? Like did he really need to stumble all the way up here to ask me that? That happened five months ago."

"I dunno, you hardly see him, this had to be the most amount of time you've ever spent with him, so I'm guessing he's got a lot on his mind."

"Why would he have a lot on his mind about me?"

"Dunno," Harrison shrugs as you two settle back down, his chin resting on your shoulder, "you're my best friend, he's my other best friend, maybe he wants to know the person who I spend half my time with."

"Did you- you didn't tell him about that night did you?"

"No, course not, he probably heard it from one of them."

"Assholes, told em not to say anything."

"Yeah but boys are stupid and horny boys? They're the worst."

"Hey you're a boy," you say giggling.

"Yeah, and I can be stupid."

"Not often," you mumble, feeling yourself fall asleep in his arms.

***

You're sitting on the same side of the booth, head resting on Harrison's shoulder as Tom slides into the other side, grinning at the pair of you.

"Look who woke from the dead!" You say, sarcasm dripping from your voice.

"You two look adorable," he says, and you throw a grape at his face. He catches it in his mouth and eats it which just makes you grumpier.

"Ignore him," Harrison whispers in your ear, hand rubbing your waist.

"What are you doing up so early? Thought you'd be dead to the world all of today."