stuck with you ➵ wroetostar

➵ Chapter 12

Harry fully entered the bar. The door opened and shut behind him causing some people to glance his way, Vikk being one of them. Ethan leaned over to Vikk, "Speak of the devil. Look who's here." Ethan said nudging the younger one. 

You would be surprised how many drinks the small boy can chug in that small amount of time. From when Harry left, Vikk had two more glasses of scotch, then three more, then a lot more. You see, with Vikk, you have to wait 10-15 minutes until he's rambling about random things. The first 10 minutes, he sounds sober but, after those minutes, he's a drunken mess.

Vikk turned his head slowly towards the door and blinked his eyes a few times to make sure his vision's clear. "Whaaa?..." Vikk dragged off

Ethan sighed and facepalmed, "Oh Lord, the boy's already wasted."

Harry slowly walked around trying to find where Vikk is. The bar was pretty big, and Ethan and Vikk were sat all the way down the bar counter where the bartender makes his drinks. Harry spotted them and marched down. He walked in on Ethan trying to get Vikk off the stool. Vikk's arms and legs felt so numb that he could barely walk.

Ethan looked up at him and sighed in relief, "Good, you're here. I didn't think I could bring him back to your dorm." Ethan put one of Vikk's arms around his neck and Harry did the same with his other arm.

"How many drinks has he had?" Harry asked carrying him out of the door.

Vikk lifted his head up slowly, "A...lotttt...."

Harry looked up at Ethan, "He doesn't take alcohol that well does he?" Ethan asked

"No sir he does not." 

After a few more minutes the three of them stopped, "I got it from here Ethan. You can head back to your dorm." Harry said setting Vikk down.

Ethan did the same but more unsure, "You sure?"

Harry nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I'm sure. Thanks though."

Ethan smiled and nodded, "No worries bro. See you later." Then Ethan took off leaving Vikk and Harry alone.

Harry sighed and picked Vikk up in bridal style back to their dorm. It was a cold night and it was another 10 minute walk back to the dormitories. Harry could feel Vikk shiver, "I'm cold..." Vikk said sleepily.

Harry set Vikk down on a nearby bench for a little bit. Harry took off his thin (but warm) jacket and placed it over him. Vikk curled into a small ball under the jacket like a blanket. Harry chuckled and picked Vikk up slowly again and continued the walk back to their dorm. 

When they got there, Harry got his keys for his dorm with his one open hand, unlocked the door, and kicked the door open with his foot. Vikk fell asleep in Harry's arms a while ago. Only Vikk's soft snores filled the room. Harry laid Vikk down on his bed and put his covers over him. 

Harry started walking away from Vikk's bed until he felt Vikk reach out and grab his arm. Harry turned around to see Vikk half awake, "Staaayyy..withh meee..." Vikk said while pulling Harry closer to him.

Harry slowly took his arm back, "No Vikk. Go to sleep." He attempted to push Vikk down on the bed in the hopes that he would curl into a ball and sleep but no, Vikk only took advantage of this and pulled Harry on top of him. Vikk was very drunk and he wanted Harry. After all, Vikk did love Harry even if he denied it. Vikk started kissing up and down his neck. Harry wanted to pull away but, some part of him didn't. Maybe they both wanted this.

Harry tried to pull away again, "Vikk, no." Harry said sternly

Vikk sat up and whispered in his ear, "I neeeed you.." 

It sent shivers down Harry's spine. This isn't right, I shouldn't do this, Harry thought to himself.  Harry knew that if he did this, there was no going back. I can't fuck my own roommate.  Then Harry looked at Vikk in the eyes, you could feel a strong energy between the two. 

They both wanted each other, whether they liked it or not.

Harry thought about it again, it couldn't be that bad could it?  Vikk continued kissing down Harry's body. Vikk barely even knew what he was doing, this will all be a blur to him in the morning. 

Fuck it, Harry thought. His lips met with Vikk's very passionately. Harry's hands made their way under Vikk's shirt and started ripping it off of him. Harry started taking his own off, Vikk helped him along the way. Their lips were still connected and haven't broken from each other.

Harry pushed Vikk down roughly on the bed as Vikk's hands were making their way down to Harry's pants, pulling them down. Harry knew it was wrong but, it felt so right. Harry felt Vikk's hand go into his underwear and pulled them down. Harry did the same to Vikk. Harry started ripping Vikk's pants off along with his underwear, they were both completely naked.

This is gonna be a long night....