Chapter 21

                                    

                                          
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WHOA. Bet you weren't expecting me back in full force, were ya? Well, I've been very inspired to write fanfics and shit again, so here we are! And it won't stop with this one. I'm going back and editing all my stories, (this one will be first because I want to go back and switch the tense to past), but I also have Mute, which I'll be reworking and a little sequel to this baby that will probably come after editing this. 
Now that I'm done with school FOREVER I have so much more time and I am so much more relaxed in life. I'm excited to see where my future goes! Maybe I'll become the next "After".
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I didn't think my heart could be any louder if I ran any faster on my way over to Morgan and Nathalie's dorm room. It had to be purely just something subconscious he said in the heat of the moment, right? He had sworn up and down he had no feelings for me, he clearly was just caught up in the fight and releasing the anger inside of him. I desperately gasped for air as I knocked on the dorm room door. Nathalie opened the door with wide eyes as I stumbled into the room like a crazy person. I collapsed onto the futon and Nathalie frowned at me, sitting by my side with her hand on my shoulder. 
"Sophe, you're here!" Morgan exclaimed, coming out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in her mouth, "Whoa, what happened?"
I shook my head as she knelt in front of me. 
"He-he," I panted, pointing at the door and Morgan ran over, opening the door and looking out. She turned back to me, glancing at Nathalie first before focusing on me again. 
"Who? Harry? What did he do now?" she grumbled, kneeling down in front of me again and taking my hands. 
"Listen, whatever that piece of shit did-"
"He said my name," I whispered, looking at her with tears in my eyes. She sat back on her feet, confusion in her face. Nathalie looked equally confused and I cleared my throat. 
"I went back to pack and Harry, he was fucking someone-"
"Typical, god what a complete-"
"And I was going to leave and he moaned out my name while he was fucking her," I finished and Morgan's expression changed to one of disappointment. 
"So, what does that mean? You're just going to go crawling back to that dick?" she asked softly, removing her hands from mine and I shook my head violently, wiping my eyes. I couldn't explain to them what Harry and I had had, and I was probably thinking too far into it. 
"It was probably just his subconscious," I blubbered and Nathalie nodded. 
"Yeah, don't think too much into it," she shushed, rubbing my knees gently. Morgan sighed and looked at me with no expression. 
"Did you fall in love with him?" she asked quietly and I let my eyes flutter softly. I gave a slight nod and she sighed. 
"None of this wouldn't have happened if the school hadn't fucked up and had me moved from being your roommate," she growled, throwing a pillow at the door. Nathalie grabbed one and threw it too. Morgan looked at me with a small smile and handed me another pillow. I gripped it tightly in my hands before throwing it as hard as possible. 
"Fuck this, you guys want to go get some ice cream and watch some movies?"
"Hell yeah," I croaked, earning a laugh from the other girls. 
Night
Soon, we were all bloated from eating our tubs of ice cream and laughing our asses off at the stupid random comedies we find on Netflix. 
"Ugh, we so needed this guys," Nathalie said with a happy sigh. 
"You took the words from my mouth," I grinned, laying back on the futon and taking a deep breath. 
"Well, at least this futon won't be any more uncomfortable than sleeping on the shitty mattresses they gave us here," Morgan yawned with a stretch. I pointed my spoon at her and nod. 
"You know, we should all room together next year," Nathalie said, leaning back against the futon and smiling back at Morgan and me. 
"YES! That would be amazing," Morgan exclaimed and hugged Nathalie. 
"Maybe your boyfriend can be our fourth," she continued, nudging Nathalie who rolled her eyes. 
"No way, we're not going to move in together," Nathalie scoffed, looking back at me and grabbing my hand. 
"I would love to live with you guys. Probably less drama living with you two...sounds crazy to say," I laughed at the thought of Harry causing more drama than three girls combined. 
"Fuck yes, next year is so going to kick this year's ass!" Morgan exclaimed, jumping up with Nathalie and I following suit to gather into a group hug, bouncing around like lunatics. After a minute of jumping around, we all collapsed, gasping for air from our laughter. For a while there, I had forgotten all about Harry.