"Tonight is gonna be the best night of your life, virgin"
I stand quiet as I watch his fingers run down my sides and to my underwear, playing around with the tiny ribbon in the middle before pulling them down and throwing them across the room and onto the wooden floor.

Please make sure that you are aware that this story is rated r and contains a lot sexual and mature content so if you're young and you're not supposed to read this, please don't. I won't be responsible for your reaction.


8. Chapter Eight

It's been three weeks.. Three weeks of no sex. It's like Harry is trying to get rid of me. It feels as if he has turned gay cause every time he comes over and I take my shirt of, he either leaves or changes the subject. I just don't understand! But today, I'm gonna come clean with him. Once you start it, you can't just stop.. You know?

I check my phone knowing exactly what time it is but I don't care. I bust open the entrance to the boys' dorm building and stump my way to his dorm room, not giving a crap if anyone sees me even talking to him.

I push away all the hair that has gotten in my face from the wind and I search for his dorm room.

Finally, I find it and I approach the door, my eyebrows frowned and my lips curved into a confused pout.

I angrily knock on the door a couple of times, waiting impatiently.

It suddenly feels like I'm exactly where I was with Scott. Waiting for his to open the door.. Only that time, I had a smile on my face and I knew what was going on. This time, I have to idea.

I scratch the back of my neck, tapping my foot on the floor harshly. That was before I force myself to knock on the door again, only harder this time.

I really can't be patient at this moment. It's like all that's been inside of me is threatening to escape as soon as possible.

I roll my eyes, putting an ear to the door as I try to avoid breathing so that I can hear what's going on on the other side of the door.

"Open up, open up"

I mumble to myself repeatedly, practically digging my nails into my palms from anxiety and anger.

I hear nothing and I step back,

snipping on my heel to leave until I hear something, quickly stopping.

Once I'm right where I was just a second ago, I go to knock once more but I hear footsteps to the door.

After a few noises from the other side of the door, it flies open and there is a grumpy, angry looking Harry in his boxers.

"What are you doing here? It's three in the morning for god sake"

He rubs his eye, his eyebrows frowned just like mine.

The annoyance in his voice make it clear that he doesn't want me there but I chose to ignore it.

My eyes travel around the view I get from outside and it's the usual messed up shit but soon, my eyes find Harry's and they stay fixed on them.

I blink my eyes a few times, unable to speak but I manage to open my mouth.

I decide to get to the point so that he can go to sleep and I can finally breath.

"Why do you turn down every opportunity to have sex with me?"

I whisper yell, my hands up in the air before landing on my hips.

I look and probably sound really desperate but I don't care. I'm too confused and upset about what I've been holding in for three weeks.

Harry's face softens once his face muscles relax, his eyes staring into the distance behind me.

I'm surprised by his reaction to my question but he still looks annoyed and tired.

I stand in the door way, my arms crossed over my chest like a shield once he gives me a new, pissed look.

Just then, he pushes the door knob, the door slamming in my face. I freeze before angrily knocking on the door again.

I can feel my blood boiling inside of me and it is not good. He's gonna regret this.

The door creaks opens up once again, an even more annoyed Harry standing there as he stays silent.

His mouth opens to speak for a second before he sighs loudly, running his fingers through his tangled up curls.

"Tell me! Tell me right now, Harry! I can't take this.. It's been three weeks!"

I yell but I'm violated once I realize that Harry has his hands over my mouth, avoiding me from speaking as he pulls me into the room.

"Shut the hell up"

He literally hisses, staring into my eyes as he burns holes into me.

I jerk off his hand once he closes the door with a kick to the door with his foot, his jaw line clenched more than ever.

I decide to keep my mouth shut until he responds to my questions but what I hear next is not the answer I had been waiting for.

"What's wrong with you?!"

He hisses once more, staring into my eyes, stepping back and forth as he breathes in and out quickly.

"I asked you a simple question"

I calmly say, playing with my fingers once he stops in front of me.

"You need to leave.. It's 3 am and everyone is asleep"

He raises his eyebrows, shaking his head from side to side quickly as he takes deep breathes.

"No! I came all the way here for an answer I've been waiting for for weeks now, Harry! Is it that bad that even you can't man up and confess?"

My voice gets louder with every word I say but I can't control my anger.

His hand snakes around my waist, gently pushing me to the door but I try my best to keep my feet on the ground.

I get the perfect idea and I know it'll be a good distraction to get the answer out of his selfish self.

I quickly snip around, cupping Harry's face as quickly as I can in between my hands. I shut my eyes as we both stay silent and plant a long kiss on his plump lips.

His hands find their way up to mine as he holds them against his cheeks. I smile into the kiss, happy that my plan has worked so far.

I turn my face to give him access but he doesn't do anything. I pull away once he doesn't kiss back, surprised and angry.

"See! Why did you do that?!"

I point towards him, my heart pounding out of my chest as I step back.

He looks really annoyed but keeps his cool before stepping back. He rubs his temples, looking down on the ground.

"Can we talk about this later? Please!"

He begs, opening the door only to force me out and I have to say, I'm offended in some way.

I open my mouth to talk back to the rude dickhead but before I know it, I'm pushed out of the room and left alone in front of Harry's dorm room.

I stay silent as I know I have nothing else that I can do to get it out of him. What's going on?

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