I've had the worst day ever. My hangover is terrible and I can't stop the feeling that I wanna vomit every minute. Ugh.
I've literally worn sunglasses around campus to hide my horrifying eye bags and dark circles.
At least, I'm done with Uni for the day and luckily, the weekend is here.
I look down at my watch, seeing that it's almost 7. What have I been doing in uni since 10?
I drag my dead body to my dorm room, sighing once I am about to twist the key in the lock and push open the door.
The elevator door opens with a bell with the annoying bitch saying 'Level Six'.
I hear panting as Scott runs over to me, my head twisting immediately.
Immediately, I slide on my shades, not ready to be humiliated anymore. At least not by him.
He slows down once he realizes that I've noticed him there, his eyes squinting as he runs a hand through his almost fully wet hair. Ew, gross.
He looks sweaty and messed up. He stands in front of me, breathing in and out quickly as I start there emotionless.
At this point, I could care less about his stupid face. I don't like him one bit now. I guess karma is a bitch, Scott.
"What are you doing here?"
I mumble, looking at him, his eyes full of water with his mouth curved into a pout.
"I need to explain everything to you.. Please just listen to me, Ariana. I.. I love you"
He closes his eyes, a tear rolling down his cheek but he immediately wiped it off, covering up his soft side.
I bet this is all just a joke. Scott? Cry? Doesn't work so well.
"You need to leave"
I ignore, simply pushing my door open and walking in but soon, I'm interrupted when I'm pulled back by my wrist.
I sigh, freezing in my spot before turning around, only to see Scott inches away from me.
I yank my hand away, quickly step back and cross my arms. My heart is beating so fast at this moment right now.
A soft tone begs, me not believing that it's Scott's voice. He takes a step closer to me and soon we are where we were again, only inches away.
I feel his breathe against my skin, giving me chills as I uncomfortably shift in my spot.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
I throw my hands up in the air, immediately regret even giving him the chance to explain.
His face is indescribable and I honestly don't know if I want to kick him out or let him explain. I'm just so caught up in the moment.
Within seconds, he crashes his lips onto mine, his tongue asking for entrance once his hands are cupping my face.
I yell, stepping back as I wipe away all of his saliva off of my lips with my sleeve, feeling disgusted.
I cut him off and throw my finger to the door, my head down to the floor not even bothering to see his gross face.
I watch his feet, glued to where he was standing. He stays quiet for a second before walking towards the door.
I lift my head up, my whole body on fire from fright and disgust as I watch a new look on his face. Disappointment. Pure disappointment.
He walks out of the door but stops, me assuming that he changed his mind.
Quickly walking to the door to close it on him, he sticks his foot in between the door.
I sigh, biting my lip as I try to fight the insults I wanna yell out to his face.
"Leave me alone.. I don't wanna deal with a liar like you"
I try my best to sound rude but I can't.
"You know.. I've been fucking her since our 5th anniversary"
He says through the door, me feeling the smirk that is probably plastered on his face.
I stay frozen and quiet for a minute, staring into the distance as I replay what he had just said in my mind.
I yell, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably as his foot disappears, me shutting it as hard as possible before dropping to the ground.
I bury my face in my hands, sobbing quietly, slightly shaking from the shocking confession from Scott.
I quickly pull my phone out of my shorts' pocket, dialing in the only number I could think of.
A few beeps and someone picks up.
His husky voice is the first thing I hear.
I try not to sob while talking but it is impossible.
"Ariana.. Whats up?"
He sounds concerned at first but decides to be himself and casually ask the most ridiculous and annoying question during my situation.
"C-can you come o-over?"
I ask, more like beg. I know this isn't the best I can do but it's all I've got and after what Scott had just admitted, I couldn't be alone for another second.
He tries to sound normal but fails when he chuckles.
I head a knock on the door and I run to it like it's heaven. I've just spent the past 15 minutes crying and I'm happy that I have something to distract me tonight.
I turn the door knob, only to see Harry with the most excited look plastered on his face.
I open the door a little wider, motioning him to walk in, a fake smile plastered on my face as I try to keep it together but can't.
The half smirk and grin confuses me but I just smile and wipe my new tears away once he walks in.
"Why are you crying?"
He asks, but clearly has absolutely no interest in knowing. I watch as the frown between his eyebrows sorts once I shake my head, giggling.
"You don't care, and you know it"
I drop onto my bed, kicking my legs to the ground as he takes a seat beside me.
He stays emotionless but chuckles after a minutes, nodding his head.
"You're very smart, love"
He winks, sitting only inches away from me.
I know I can't bore him and I definitely can't stand thinking about that asshole anymore, so why not cut to the chase.
"I need some meaningless sex. I need you to have sex.. With me"
I take a deep breathe, before spilling it out. I stay quiet and embarrassed as I feel my cheeks flush from the thought of being even a little kinky.
"Id be more than happy to"
He looks super excited and happy, kind of making me feel less uncomfortable.
I gulp down once his eyes glue into mine, leaning in. I quickly close my eyes, feeling his minty breathe against my skin.
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