"Oh my-" I cut myself off from another uneasy moan. I feel myself already reach my climax as his tongue glides through, swallowing my mess.
I sit up, still with his body against me. He rest his hands by my sides, sitting up so he is basically kneeling. I run my hands up his back, connecting my lips roughly to his.
"Do you have protection?" he asks, biting his lip.
"Top d-drawer," I stutter. I drop my back down onto the mattress as he gets off the bed. He walks over to the drawers, he opens the top one. He picks up what he needs before closing it.
"Why can't you tell me?" he asks, stepping closer towards me.
"I don't want to hurt anyone," I whisper, not wanting to speak.
"Just tell me. Did you?" he runs his fingers through his hair.
"Yes. I did," I nod.
"You and Grayson, when?" he asks, with a clenched jaw. I feel salt water brim my eyes.
"Last week roughly," I sigh, covering my stomach which is covered in Aaron's grey jumper.
"Are you serious? We're done. I honestly can't believe you," he exhales sharply. I feel a tear escape my eye, as I slowly stand up from the edge of his bed.
"Aaron, I -" I try to explain but he cuts me off.
"No. You know what? I don't want to know. You literally changed my life in the worst way possible," he spits, punching the wall.
"Worst way? You've told me many times that I'm the only person that has made you happy! How can you even say that?" I raise my voice, in disbelief. I pull his arm away from the wall, making him face me way.
"Yeah. Made. Past fucking tense," he glares at me, shoving his arm away from me. I step back to avoid him hurting me, although I know he will never hurt me.
"I'm so sorry I wish I could take it ba-" I get cut off once again.
"Please get out," he plops down on his bed, "and I want my clothes back."
"Even this one?" I sigh, poking the material wrapping around my back.
"Yes Kennedy," he mumbles. I bite the inside of my lip, lifting the fabric over my head. I drop it down on the bed, he glances at it.
"Aaron, please let me talk," I whisper, standing in front of him.
"I don't want to see your face, okay?" he snaps his head up. I wipe the water out of my eye before it can drop.
"You're so heartless," I say under my breath. He stands up, towering over me.
"Me? Me! I'm the heartless one?" he yells. I feel myself begin to shake, I hate when he's mad.
"You've changed my life too, you know?" I yell back, "whether you like it or not it's not my fault Grayson was there instead of you. He actually visited me like a good boyfriend would, but no. A friend came to see me instead of you! What happened after that, I don't regret at all," I look up at him, watching him clench his jaw a lot harder than before.
"You. You changed us!" he gestures between the two of us.
"You changed our relationship first! When you kissed Libby!" I yell.
"At least I didn't have sex with her like you and Grayson!" he yelled in my face, "just get out!"
The door opens, revealing Grayson. I roll my eyes, the run out of the room, past Grayson. I see Quin, he looks at me with a confused.
"Kennedy? Are you okay?" he asks as I make it past him. I shake my head, feeling tears stream down my face. I hear the door from behind me close.
"Come here," he says, with open arms.
"I'm going back to the dorm," I hug him. He strokes my hair, comforting me. I sniffle uncontrollably, I know it's all my fault.
But like come on, if any girl was in that situation they would. I didn't know it was going to end like that.
"Did you guys break up or something?" he asks, pulling away so he can see my face. I nod, wiping under my eyes.
"I'm sorry Kennedy," he pouts, "is there anything I can do?"
"I don't know," I sigh, pushing my hair behind my shoulders.
"How about you come with me to the party that starts at 7?" he smiles.
"Are you sure? It'd be my first frat party," I bite my lip nervously.
"Yeah, mine too. But like me, you and Paris can go together?" he asks.
"That sound like a lot of fun," I shrug.
"It'll distract you from him, I promise," he holds both of my shoulders.
"I guess I'll see you at seven then," I say, walking towards the elevator.
So many things that are bad happen at parties...
