"Whore" it stood.
I took the subway back to the campus. I was missing classes this day. Missing classes because of guilt. I went back to the dorm. The campus was so quiet since everybody was in class. I laid down in my bed and fell asleep.
"Caroline" a voice said. It was Liam.
"What" my eyes resisted to open.
"You can't sleep all day. I have starbucks to you" he said.
Why is he so nice? The world needs more Liams.
I sat up in the bed. "Thank you". I smiled at him. "Where is Kali".
"She will be here soon, she's in class. Something you haven't been I can tell" he laughed a bit.
I pressed my lips together and smiled.
"I'm not gonna be a dick or anything but you really should go to classes. It's your future. Don't let him ruin it" he said.
Like he had with everything else?
"I will go tomorrow. I promise". He was right..so right.
Kali stormed in the door. "I got an A" she yelled.
Liam stood up. "Oh that's great. I'm so proud" he said and kissed her.
I stood up from the bed and took on shorts and a shirt. I actually curled my hair and took on some makeup. I found my ipod (which actually was alive), I found my headphones and went for a walk.
I walked around on campus. Staring at people. Listening to Eminem. Like I always did. His words really spoke. People were running, doing homework, eating, laughing, living. I am jealous.
I walked out of the campus and over to Nialls apartment. He don't like people, that's why he dosen't live on the campus. And Zayn won't share his house with him, even thoough Niall is there more than he is anywhere else in the world Zayn thinks Niall is a lazy ass motherfucker who don't clean up after himself, which is true so I totally understand Zayn. And Zayns house is big and expensive and I'm sure Niall can't afford it. (Zayn's rich, thats why he live in a house on campus and own a car where he can take the roof off).
I rang the bell.
"What" he said in the speaker.
What a douch.
"It's me" I answerd. The door opened and I walked up five stairs to his door.
Niall was sitting at his little kitchentable eating. His apartment looked like shit. I haven't been here for weeks.
"You hungry" he asked and stared at me.
"Yes" I said. He took his fork up to my mouth and I ate the food on it. He took up another one, and another one, and another one. Between each he took a bite himself.
"How was Alex" he asked.
"Damn Niall you care this is big" I said and rolled my eyes. He never cared about anyone, or anything.
"Shut up. I just want to hear how bad he looks" he said and gave me another fork with food.
"You broke one of his theets" I said.
"Which one" he asked.
"His front".
"Yes" he smiled.
"Dick" I said. "Let's talk about something else than Alex".
"Let's have sex" he said. "Right here, right now on this table".
We always have sex. How come I not be tired of it?...because it's great as fuck.
He fucked me over the table. I yelled his name, he yelled mine. He came, I came. For the first time we both were completely naked. It was good feeling his warm body against mine. I haven't felt it since the first time.
chapter 3
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