Bad decisions

   "Who the fuck forgets to bring clothes?" I thought , what the hell do I do now, I got a sex god just outside this door and think it would be a bad decision to even think of asking him to get me some clothes, another bad decision will be to go outside in nothing but this small towel... again. The least bad one I think could be to ask him to get me some pijamas. That's innocent, right?

I slowly opened the door and peaked my head through. " Hey Vincent? Are you there?" No reply. Oh well at least he left and I wouldn't have to go through the embarrassment of asking for my underwear too. So I dropped the towel, turned the lights on and there he was. I froze, screamed and bolted to the bathroom. That son of a bitch, I am going to kill him.

" Get back out here, I couldn't get a good glimpse of that curvy body of yours " he said getting closer to the bathroom door, " You sick bastard why didn't you answer?!" . By now he was laughing so hard that he could barely breath. Fuck and I couldn't even get my clothes.

"Vincent could you grab me some underwear and pijamas from my blue backpack, please?"  He didn't answer me but minutes later he knocked on the door. I opened it and grabbed quickly what he had in his hand. When I went to change I notice that he had handed me a red short dress with some black lingering. What the actual fuck?

"Babe put that on, we are going to a party tonight"

That did it. First, who the fuck does he think he is to be calling me babe. Second, I wasn't going anywhere with that sick pig, so  I grabbed the towel, wrapped it around my body and made my way out. He was sitting in his bed with a tight black v neck and jeans that fit him perfectly, I could see the bulge he had. Was he turned on by seeing me naked?. That distracted me for a few seconds but I soon snapped out of it and spoke " I am not going anywhere with you, oh and don't call me babe" I continued walking to my bag when suddenly he pinned me to the wall and his face was inches to mine.

It felt like minutes had gone by  " First, I get to call you whatever I want. Second, i know is short notice but I kinda want to get a girl off my back and I know for a fact that she hates you." He must be talking about Cristina, oh hell yes I am going to make that bitch jealous.

"Give me one hour to get ready" , the clothes he chose made me look like a whore so I'm going to choose something sexy yet classy. I went to my suitcase and grabbed a short pink dress and some rose gold heels. Also my make up bag and obviously my straightene.

I headed straight to the bathroom and did a simple make up and straighten my hair. I realized it looked boring so I decided to put it up in a messy bun. Once I was happy with my looks I put on the tight dress and the heels. Then when my outfit was completed I went out. To say that Vincent was speechless is an understatement.

When I opened the door, he turned to look at me and his eyes looked darker and had an emotion I couldn't quite catch, something like lust and desire. He kept staring like I was a piece of meat, that discussed me, he truly was a pig. I cleared my throat and he snapped out, "You look so hot" and that is how you know he is a real pig. A real gentleman would've said something like "You look beautiful " or "You look stunning" but no I look "hot".

"I didn't dress like this for you, I dressed like this to make Cristina jealous." He looked surprised by my sudden rejection for him. He thought that I would be all over him. Well I'm stubborn and I won't be his next conquest. He is the hottest man alive but he is also a walking STDs and I refuse to loose my virginity to someone like him. I know that will be hard since we're roommates now. That reminds me " Why are we roommates?" He laughed and explained, "This morning when you ran into Cristina, she realized that you were roommates. So she went to me so I could ask Dean Thompson to change that, and I did."  He winked at me.

At least I didn't have to live with that brat, I grabbed my purse and Vincent was already waiting by the door. My first college party, let's see if this is another bad decision... Talking about bad decisions, when I passed the door, Vincent slapped my ass. "You son of  a bitch" with that said he sprinted towards the end of the hall laughing. He looked like a little kid when they were caught red handed but yet so innocent. I thought about going after him to return the lovely favor, but I couldn't do that in this heels. I going to get him later.

"Oh this is going to be one hell of a night"

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