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After barging herself into the door, Sasha managed to safely make her way into your dorm room. You watched as Sasha moaned, rubbing her forehead that was already beginning to turn red after hitting herself into the door. "You need to learn how to open a door." You commented, glancing up at her before looking back down at your book you were reading.
"You need to learn compassion but you don't see me bringing that up." Sasha replied, the sass rolling off her tongue easily as she began walking towards her cupboard, immediately starting to throw clothes on the floor as she searched for something. You groaned, closing the book and turning your body on the bed. You were ready to scold her for messing up your room, but you had to remember that Sasha was your roommate and had been for a few months now.
"I hate when you do this." You mumbled, crossing your arms over your chest. Sasha rolled her eyes as she continued to make a mess of the room. "What are you looking for anyway?" You added, watching as Sasha practically emptied her cupboard in front of you.
"A dress." Sasha replied quietly, her tone making a grin spread on your face. "And no, I'm not going on a date with Connie." You groaned, closing your eyes in disappointment. You were sure that Sasha had feelings for Connie, seeing how she acted different around him, like she wanted to get some sort of reaction out of Connie, but as the days went by, it turned into weeks, then months. You didn't have the patience anymore.
"You two really need to get down and dirty already." You said, pressing your back down on your bed. Sasha didn't respond, but you could tell she was blushing. Any comment you made to her about Connie made her flush red. "Anyway, so where are you going?"
You pressed your back up against the wall, watching as Sasha pulled out a black dress that looked way too short to cover herself. "A party." Sasha said, a proud smile on her face as she held the dress out in front of her, admiring it. You narrowed your eyes. You didn't care about Sasha dressing herself out of her comfort zone, but when she said that she would be going to a party in that, you immediately wanted to burn in.
"Not in that." You said, standing from the bed. Sasha groaned, hugging the dress to her chest.
"Why not?" She whined, watching as you reached out to try and grab the dress from her hands. Sasha took a step back, falling onto her bed.
"You might as well be naked if you go to the party in that, Sash."
Sasha rolled her eyes. "I hate how protective you are."
"Don't make me push you into the door. Give me the dress." You said, holding out your arm. Sasha shook her head, making you sigh. She always had to be difficult, but you were only trying to look out for her. As much as you said you hated Sasha, you didn't mean a word of it, and she knew that. You cared for her like a sister, and you wanted nothing more than for her to be safe, especially at a college party.
"Only if you give me something to wear." Sasha said, a small grin falling onto her face with ease. You pressed your lips into a line, thinking about what you had in your cupboard. You owned dresses, sure, but something to match Sasha's style?
"Let me see what I've got." You said, but before Sasha could jump up with glee, you placed your hand on her shoulder, sitting her back down on her bed. "But in exchange, take me with you."
Sasha chuckled. "Yeah, like that will happen. Jean's throwing the party tonight. He won't let you in."
You rolled your eyes at her words. You knew exactly why Jean wouldn't let you in and you hated how petty he was. Just because you didn't want to sleep with him because you had a boyfriend at the time. It was a few months ago, right when you and Sasha started to get comfortable with each other, and Jean still wasn't over it. Now that you thought about it, you should've slept with him, considering your boyfriend at the time was cheating on you but you didn't find out till a month ago. He was a complete asshole.
"Say I'm your plus one." You said, narrowing your eyes at Sasha, which only made her grin grow.
"I already have a plus one."
You clenched your fist by your side. "Sasha, I swear on the life of me, if you don't get me in somehow, I will tell Connie you like him."
Sasha's eyes widened as she stood up from her bed in shock, immediately throwing the dress onto the floor and grabbing her phone out of her pocket. "Okay, okay. I'll see what I can do." Sasha said, pressing the phone to her ear after pressing a few buttons. You were about to thank her until she spoke again.
"In the meantime, find me something to wear."
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"I can't believe you told him I would sleep with him." You grumbled, shooting daggers at Sasha as you walked up to the house Jean's parents owned. Knowing by how packed the place was, you were sure Jean must've pulled a trick to get his mother out of the house. Jean didn't go to college with you and Sasha, but he was Connie's best friend, so if Jean wanted to throw a party, best believe the whole campus would show up.
Sasha linked her arm around hers, flashing you a smile. "You wanted to come, right? This was the only way."
"Bullshit." You muttered, shaking your head. You didn't have a problem with Jean, but sleeping with him was a no-go. Knowing how popular he was, the women would make your life a living hell, and the word would spread around fast. You didn't need your name being thrown around the campus more than it already was.
All thanks to that asshole, Eren.
"Okay, I'm disappearing, but I'm sure I'll run into you later." Sasha said proudly, letting go of your arm. You wanted to grab her and pull her back to your side, knowing how clumsy she was, but when you realised she saw Connie, you decided to leave her to do her thing. You gave Connie a quick wave before beginning to roam around the house.
The music was loud, but not loud enough to blow anyone's eardrums. You saw a group of people playing beer pong near you and decided to walk up to the table, grabbing one of the cups before walking away. The group of people called out to you, wanting the cup back since you just ruined their game, but you didn't care. You needed some alcohol in your system before running into anyone that you might know.
Taking a sip of the beer, you felt a pair on eyes on you and began to look around, the curiosity beginning to itch your veins. To your left, you make eye-contact with Eren, and roll your eyes, flipping him off. Eren pushed himself off the wall, starting to walk towards you but you walked away from him, blending in with a group of people who were making conversation.
You felt an hand wrap around your arm, pulling you out of the group of people. You groan, turning around to face Eren. "Desperate for attention?" You asked, tilting your head as you took a sip of your beer.
Eren chuckled, and by the look in his eyes, you could tell he was high. "Says the one who's playing hard to get."
You laughed, watching as Eren let go of your arm. "Should I buy you some glasses? You clearly can't see what's really going on here."
"Explain it for me then." Eren smirked, leaning closer to your face. You could smell the weed on him, and couldn't help but get jealous of the fact that he had access to the drug. As much as you hated the taste of it, you loved how it made you feel.
You took another sip of your beer, keeping eye-contact with the guy. "I don't want you." You said with an innocent smile, watching as Eren leaned back and folded his arms over his chest, the smirk never fading from his face.
"You say it like I'm interested in you." Eren replied, tilting his head slightly.
"Even if you were, I wouldn't let you get the chance." You said, patting his arm before walking away from him. Eren didn't reach out and grab your arm, which you were thankful for. You hated how he walked around, thinking he had the world in his hands. You wanted nothing more than to move away from him and get drunk, maybe even high. You were here to enjoy yourself, and Eren wasn't going to ruin that.
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After finishing the beer you stole from the group of people playing beer pong, you knew you had to make the night interesting. You were starting to get bored of seeing random people hook up against the walls of the house and drinking the night away. You wanted to have some fun like the rest of the people here.
You walk into a room where a group of people were sitting on the ground, spinning a bottle. You smiled in delight, tapping two pairs of shoulders to move them away from each other so they could make some room for you, and as you sat down next to the pair, you realised you just interrupted Connie and Sasha from their conversation.
"Shit, sorry." You laughed, standing up and watching as Sasha moved next to Connie again.
"I thought you would've been in bed with Jean." Sasha chuckled, making you slap her arm softly.
"I haven't seen him and I'd like to keep it that way-"
As soon as those words left your mouth, you saw a small group of people join the circle and recognised them immediately. Jean, Eren, Armin and Mikasa. You knew Armin and Mikasa were close to Eren from what you saw at campus. They always hung out together, which made you think if Eren and Mikasa were together, seeing as how close they were, but Sasha confirmed that they were friends since childhood, which would explain why they were so close. Armin was like the glue of the group that held everyone together. He was a nice boy, who you even considered as your friend seeing as you had a few classes with him and you two would help each other out. Mikasa on the other hand seemed like a real bitch, but then again, you didn't really know her.
Jean made eye-contact with you as he sat down, a small smile on his face. You pressed your lips into a line as you gave him a wave, now regretting the decision to come here. Seeing Jean after everything that happened, he looks like has been taking good care of himself. No doubt he had always been attractive, but his reputation wasn't too good in the area, seeing as he spent most of his time sleeping with women.
"Didn't pick you as the type to hook up for a game." Eren commented, making you look over at him. You realised he was talking to you, which made you roll your eyes. He just couldn't keep his mouth shut.
You decided not to bite back at his comment and play the game. Once the bottle started to spin, you watched as it landed on you, making your eyes widen in anticipation. You were curious to see who you'd be paired up with on the first go, but when you watched the bottle land on Eren, you immediately wanted to run away.
Just your luck.
You stand up with Eren as one of the people from the group open a door to the room you were suppose to walk into. As the door shut behind you, you realised it was a walk-in cupboard that didn't have as much room as you hoped.
"Seven minutes, guys!" The person said as you started up at Eren with the little amount of light that was shinning through the cracks of the door.
"I'm not doing anything."
Even with the little amount of light, you could still see the damn smirk on his face. "Who said you had to do anything?"
"What are you implying?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
Eren chuckled. "Close that mouth for me and you'll find out."
You felt Eren's hands place on your waist, pulling you into his chest. You gasped quietly, your heart racing at the sudden feeling of his touch on your body. His hands continued to grip at your waist as he kneeled down in front of you. You met his eyes and you watched silently as he waited for approval.
"Stop staring at me." You said, your hands resting on his shoulders.
"Here's the thing, if you take five minutes to decide what you want from me, I'll have a minute or so to please you, so I'm going to need you to make up your mind."
You chuckled dryly at his comment. "You must not know how to please a woman in one minute."
"Does that sound like a challenge?" Eren replied, the anticipation clear in his tone. A side of you wanted to see if he could do it, but you knew that if you crossed that line with him, everything would change.
"Four minutes!"
"Tell me you want it, and I'll give it to you." Eren said, his thumbs drawing small circles over the fabric of your dress.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you? Always used to getting what you want, huh?" You replied, grinning at the idea of tricking him.
"Your time is being wasted by that mouth of yours."
You raised an eyebrow. "My time? You're the one who's eager to get me off."
"But you're curious to see what will happen, aren't you?" Eren removed one hand from your waist, running it down against your thigh. Your heart began to pick up pace at his touch but you knew if Eren got a reaction out of you, he would never let it go.
"Don't get ahead of yourself. You can't do anything that'll have me wrapped around your finger."
Eren's smirk turned into a grin. "You sound like you're trying to convince yourself of that."
"Trust me, I'm not. I think you're forgetting something anyway."
Eren raised an eyebrow, his hand still roaming up and down your thigh. "And what is that?"
"I don't like you one bit."
"Neither do I." Eren replied. "But it doesn't change the fact that fate brought us here in a room together."
You laughed. "Fate? You make it sound like we are destined to be together."
"Nah." Eren said. "I don't like the idea of waking up next to you in the morning."
"The feeling is mutual." You replied. Eren stood up from his position and you moved your hands to your side.
"All that talking sobered me up. God, you're annoying."
You rolled your eyes in response. "And you're a pain in my ass. Just seeing your face makes me want to throw up."
"That's not what the other woman say about me." Eren say with a smirk but you were quick to reply, wanting that smirk to fall of his face quickly.
"Aw, did I hurt your feelings?"
Eren placed a hand on your shoulder, leaning closer to your face. "Coming from a girl like you? Not one bit."
The door suddenly opened and Eren walked out, looking over his shoulder to throw you a wink. You rolled your eyes and left the room, needing another drink to enter your system. The thought of having Eren so close to touching you made your body burn with need, and the feeling needed to go away quickly.
Someone pulled on your hand before you could leave the room everyone was sitting in, and you turned around to see Jean smiling at you. Suddenly, that feeling of need pulsed through your system and you knew what you had to do to make it leave.
"Take me to your room."
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