Strangers. (DNF College AU)

Chapter 2: Calm.

New TW in desc

♡George pov♡

I woke up to my door flying open and hitting the wall. Light flooded into my room.

"George!" Karl yelled.

I groaned and pulled my blanket over my head.

"They sent you a gift for a congratulations on being number one!" He yelled.

"Leave it on my desk. I'll get it later." I mumbled.

I then felt him flop his whole body on top of mine.

"Get the fuck off." I muttered.

"Come on, Georgeeeeee. Just open your present." He begged.

"If you get off of me, I will." I replied.

He got off, and I sat up.

God. My ass is sore.

"What? Your ass?" Karl asked.

I nodded.

"Yeah I fucking bet. I could hear you from downstairs." He told me.

"Cause I haven't gotten fucked in so long." I complained.

"What? Like, six months now since he quit?" Karl asked.

I nodded. Karl set a bag in my lap.

"Is this serious? They gave me a present for fucking myself on camera?" I asked.

"You make them a lot of money." He reminded me.

I opened the bag and took out a large bottle of fancy wine.

"Oh." Karl and I said at the same time.

Neither of us were wine drinkers. I only drank it on dates.

"I got all hyped up for nothing." Karl groaned, falling onto my bed.

I put the wine back in the bag.

"I'll just take it downstairs. I have someone coming over soon." He told me.

He sat up and grabbed the bag.

"Who?" I asked.

Karl never invited people over.

"Just - nobody. Nevermind." He stuttered, basically running out of the room.

Fuck. My ass hurts.

I got out of bed.

I should go back to that coffee shop. I wonder if that cute guy is gonna be working. Clay, I think.

I walked over to my closet and opened it. I grabbed baggy, black ripped jeans, and a cropped black tank top. It complimented my pale skin perfectly.

I heard the front door open and soon close. I grabbed my phone and card before leaving my room. I glanced over the railing to see Karl making out with some guy on the couch. I slowly crept down the stairs and past them. I grabbed my Converse and quietly put them on.

"Don't get cum on my couch." I stated.

I opened the front door and quickly left, slamming it shut behind me.

"Fuck you George!" I heard Karl yell.

I laughed to myself and started to walk.

♡Clay pov♡

I was late to work again, but not because of Jasper. It was because I had passed out from stress on the bathroom floor. As predicted, I found myself unable to eat breakfast. I felt sick even making people food. I was wearing a black long sleeved shirt under my work uniform, and it was irritating the cuts.