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"Okay i think thats the last box!" Simon shouts from the front door, bringing the last box of my stuff into the living room of Cal's apartment and placing it down, brushing his hands off and jumping onto the sofa.

"That was a workout!" Cal says, walking out from the kitchen with a freshly opened beer and jumping down next to Simon.

"Oh please your just too weak to handle it." I scoff at Cal, snatching his beer out of his hands and taking a big gulp of it.

"Oi! I was drinking that!" Cal pouts, getting up to get himself another beer. "You could've just asked, i would've got you one."

I just laugh in response and start walking into my new room where Talia is waiting to start decorating.

"So, what are the plans for in here?" Talia asks as i walk into the room, standing up from the floor and looking around.

"Well I'll eventually get rid of the grey, but other than that I'm not sure." I respond, tracing my fingers over the blank grey walls, skimming over the peeling bits of paint.

"You need a feature wall of some kind. Kinda like Harrys room." She says, starting to unpack a big box of clothes and hanging them up in the wardrobe.

"Harry's room? I don't think i even know what that looks like." I say, helping her by grabbing some clothes from her hand and folding them onto the shelves.

"Really?" She questions, going into my en-suit and placing some products down onto the sinks.

"Yeah, I've never really had a reason to go in there every time I've been round here."

"I was in there talking to him earlier. Its a nice room. Actually, i think i left my phone on his bed. Do you mind getting it for me while i put more stuff away?" She asks, getting my vinyls carefully out of their chosen box's and putting them on the floor for me to organise later, as i like them to be in a certain order.

"Would he not get mad if i just walk into his room unannounced?" I ask.

"Of course not. I think he's in the shower right now so he wont even notice. Go in, grab my phone, look at the decorations, get out. Simple."

"If u say so." I chuckle, placing my things down and walking out of my room, down the hall and in the direction of the shower running.

I slowly open Harry's door and peep inside through the crack just to check he definitely isn't in there. When I discover the coast is clear, i walk around in search for Talias phone.

"I swear it's not even in here." I mutter to myself after around five minutes of searching and still no sign of her phone.
I was so concentrated on searching that i didn't realise the shower water turn off and the bathroom door open, until it was too late.

"What are you doing in here?" Harrys cold voice appears from behind me.

"Shit." I mutter, slowly turning around to face him. As i turn around, i notice that he still hasn't got dressed from the shower. Little beads of water drop onto his forehead from his wet hair sitting messily on top of his head. As i look down, i notice the outline v-line peeking out from the hem of his towel, covering an obvious bulge.

"I asked, what are you doing in here?" Harry says stepping forward, causing me to step back. We continue this little dance until my back is firmly pressed against his bedroom wall and his broad frame is towering over me.

"Talia said she was talking to you in here earlier and she left her phone so she asked me to get it for her." I say, tilting my head up and giving him a challenging glare. Everyone knows he hates eye contact.

"Talia was never in here." He says, bringing his head closer and not looking away. Why was he not breaking?

"Then why did she tell me to come get her phone?" I challenge him even further, tilting my head closer to his, still not looking away.

"I don't know, but she was never in here. Now would you mind leaving? I need to get ready." He grumbles, bringing his face so close i can feel his hot breath against my neck, sending tingles down my spine and butterflies into my stomach.

"Why should i?" I glare.

"Because this is MY room." He spits.

"But-" I try to say, but before i can finish he pushes his body against mine and his hands either side of my head, squishing me so far into the wall i feel like i will melt into it. He brings his mouth to my ear and i can hear his shallow breaths, how shaky they are and how his warm breath tickles my skin, sending beads of sweat down my face.

"Mia, I'm going to ask you, One. More. Time. Please may you get out of my room." He whispers, his lips brushing against my ear and sending jolts of electricity through my body.

"Fine." I manage to say through shaky breaths, his actions somewhat having an affect on me.

As i walk out his room, i quickly turn around to see him with his hands in his hair, staring at the place on the wall where i was just standing. I take one more step into the hallway and aggressively slam his door, heading back to my room to shout at Talia, even though the sight of Harry's messy curls and wet body is flickering through my mind constantly.

What is this boy doing to me...?

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