SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 33 - THIRTY THREE

- HAZEL -

It’s time for school again. Yesterday was the most fun day I had throughout this weekend. I had pizza and ice-cream and my roommates weren’t even awake when I arrived back from the supermarket, leaving me with two large pizzas I couldn’t finish of course.

I needed to lick all the popsicles and walk back to the supermarket to return the ice cream but it was worth it, at least I had my money back, ate till I was full and felt like a ball, then slept like a baby just as I wanted. Plus, when I woke up, I still had a pack of pizza left and my roomies were present and awake.

Kate was right, I shouldn’t do things just because people want it, I needed to say my mind to them in the calmest and most reasonable way possible then we talked over my pizza and Savory ordered chicken wings and drinks. It was nice. Felt a lot like home.

Now I’m on my bed, feeling all grumpy because today is Monday. Ugh, the weekend was so short.

And so annoying. I twisted my head to the side. At least my neck pain is almost gone. Almost.

A huff escape my lips as I stare at my room wall, the one housing my reading table. Now that I think about it, I haven’t done much of reading. So far, apart from serving punishments for the classes I’ve missed, my mind has been all over Kate and Killian’s business.

The ends of my lips curl with a half grin. Just thinking about them makes my heart feel at ease. At least for now. That envelope still bothers me and I definitely will find a way to sneak into Kate’s bag and take it. It will be an interruption of privacy but she was bound to tell me anyway. And what’s a good friendship if it involves keeping secrets?

Like the one you kept from her about sleeping with Killian? My brows creased at the thought. You’re just looking for a way to justify your weird thoughts, My mind judged me. Ugh, I hate it when that little voice in my head condemns my thoughts, it’s a good way to know I’m still a human with a conscience but damn, sometimes it just stings!

I roll my eyes and raise my body up from the bed lazily. I want to sleep back. I wish I could. I sulked out loud by mumbling words that don’t make sense. If I didn’t have to prove my attendance to lectures and had no consequences for skipping lectures, I would’ve glued my bed all day but I’m not that privileged. Even my parents’ status won’t help me. Life as a teenage university student is so damn hard and frustrating!

"Good morning." I yawn, smacking my lips together. "To anyone awake." I added sleepily and glanced at my pillows. No one said anything to my greeting but I don’t even care. My pillow looks so damn sexy at this very moment and if I stay here any longer, I’ll be tempted to fall for this pillow seduction. I giggled. Okay, drool time’s over, I have to get down from my bed.

Another yawn slipped out of my lips and I raised my hand up to cover my mouth. I will get down from this bed once my brain is done booting.

*

It is break time. Class is over and I’m having three more periods before the end of the day. I’m excited to jump back on my bed after this is over but whenever something good, like lectures finishing early, pops up, something bad must always happen to consume the time I’m meant to have for myself.

I have four assignments. Who on earth does that to students?! I’m glad for the weekly time frame to submit each work, but if I could, I’ll curse all my teachers and tie them to a tree. My fingers clenched the strap of my Prada hand bag as I walk to the girl’s locker room. It’s one of the good things about this school. The facilities.

I don’t know what to do for my break, so I might as well hang around here. Or sit by a tree and read a book. Or head to a library and pretend to read on my laptop when I’ll actually be watching a series while eating the snacks I snuck in. The latter seems like a good idea, but right now within these bathroom walls, all I want to do is apply an extra layer of lip gloss over my very plump, sexy pink lips.

I drop my bag on the concrete attached to the sin, unzipped and searched for my lip gloss. Once my fingers got a hold of it, I took it out and pouted. Just feeling the lipgloss on my lips gets me in cloud line. Look at that lip shine!!

I heard a flush. Of course I’m not concerned. It would be weird for someone not to use the toilets in a loo. I covered my gloss and winked at myself in the mirror till I saw a reflection that made me freeze.

My eyes wandered around the loo, through the mirror’s reflection then back at the image standing behind me. This is the girl’s locker room..... right?

I swallowed. Now I turned back to look at the human standing behind me.

Then why is a man... I swallowed, a shirtless man standing behind me?

The shock from the sight made me freeze. WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS PERSON DOING HERE?! His head is focused on his belt and he hasn’t seen me yet. I waited. Not because I want to but because I was dumbfounded. Plus... he is hot.

The brunette-blonde man with short wavy-curly hair looks up at me. The first thing I noticed are his blue eyes. He raises a brow. I can see a smirk form on his face. "What are you doing here?" He asks.

Fuck... his voice is deep. So deep.

"I... I should be asking you that question!" I murmured. Snap out of it, Hazel! You can’t be shaken by this. You’ve seen a lot of shirtless men.

Just not alone with me in a bathroom.

The man chuckled. Although I can tell he definitely is not a teenager, he looks young. Way too young and dare I say, beautiful. He raised his hand up and swirled a finger in the air in circles. "This is the male locker room, sweetie."

My head blanked for a few seconds. Is he drunk? I ran my eyes around. This time, it is my turn to raise a brow.

I cross my hands in front of my chest. "Wrong. Now get out before someone comes in and tags you as a perv."

The chuckles again. That gets on my nerves. "Boy, will this be funny when students start rushing out of the shower."

My facial expression became horrific. The timing was perfect because I heard male voices. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY I WOULD’VE MISSED IT!

The noise became louder. Well, now’s not a good time to think about whether I’m right or wrong. The last thing I want is to see a bunch of half naked or naked boys with penises flying loose. I squirmed and ran out of the locker room.

That was close! I stood at the entrance of the locker room and raise a brow in disbelief as I stared at the sign above. It is tagged ’Male’s locker room’.

WHY THE FUCK IS THE PAINT AND DESIGN THE SAME? SOMEONE COULD EASILY MISTAKE BOTH OF THEM.

I didn’t even sight the typical men’s toilet glued to the wall to alert me. I just barfed in my mouth and swallowed it. I am glad that I didn’t. It would’ve been horrible. Dang it! I just lost my appetite to sneak snacks with me into the library. Now I better get out of here before that brunette-blonde man walks out and catches me.

I jogged to the left, passing through the hallway. A poster caught my attention. I stopped to look at it then peeled it off the wall. My worst nightmare just began. Kate was right. There is a sport’s tournament. I swallow.

Wait...

I folded the sheet and dipped it in my hand bag and took out my phone. I’m checking the courses I’m offering today. Hmm, Kate and I were meant to share a course this morning but I had no sight of her.

Where is Kate?

I stare at my time table again. I have Killian’s class for last period. And where is her fiancé as well?