The next time I opened my eyes, I was in my dorm room.

I looked around my light filled room and wanted to stab my eyes out.

It's so bright.

Just then James walked into our room.

"Oh Louis, you're up." James smiled. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit."

"Here." he said handing me a glass of water and some Advil. "Take this."

So I took it.

"What happened last night?"

"JC found you passed out in the handicap stall covered in puke."

"That's disgusting." I said shaking my head. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me. Say sorry to JC. He cleaned you off and took you home last night."

"God I had the weirdest dream." I said scratching my head.

"Do you remember it?"

"I think so." I said racking my brain to remember. "I had sex with a guy I used to like in high school."

"That's not that weird. High school was four months ago. It wasn't that long ago. Sure your brain will think of him."

"But it felt so real and I liked it so much. It was much better then Lucky."

James looked shocked.

"Don't tell him that I said that."

"Promise." he nodded with a laugh.

I then sat back and turned to look at the clock.

"Fuck I'm late!" I shouted and started to get up.

"Don't worry." James said shaking his head and pushing me back so I was laying down again.

"Why?"

"I told all of your teachers that you are really sick and couldn't make class today."

"Oh my god. Thank you so much James. You're a life saver."

"Aren't I?" He shrugged.

"Asshole." I said punching him in the arm and he laughed.

"I am." he chuckled.

"So what do you want to do today then?"

"I was thinking we'd just chill today since you took it pretty hard last night."

"Yeah." I nodded. "I guess you're right."

"So how are your classes going? We don't really get to talk even though we are roommates."

"Well, they've been going pretty well. I'm number three in my class which people say is outstanding for only being here for two months in a senior class as a freshman."

"That is amazing Lou!"

"How are your film classes going?"

"They're going." he said nodding.

"You don't sound so happy?"

"I'm not." James sighed.

"Why is that?"

"It's hard being a film maker and an actor. It really is. Especially when I'm constantly having to work with CoverGirl. I never have time to study and get good grades in my class. I don't know what I'm doing anymore." James said starting to tear up.

"James." I spoke with a sigh. "It's only been two months of this year. I'm sure it will get easier. Don't stress so much with it alright?"

"I'm stressing though."

"Well don't. You have plenty of time."

"You're right." he nodded.

I didn't say anything.

"Maybe we should go out tonight?" James asked.

"I don't think so. We all need to focus. I heard Grayson is failing too."

"I know we need to stop partying. But this could be it. The last party. Then we will all go to school normally."

"Promise?"

"Oh yeah." he nodded. I really need to concentrate on my stuff."

"Good. Then yeah, I'll party tonight. This is our final goodbye from a month straight of clubbing."

"It's really bad for our health." James laughed.

"Oh yes." I laughed and then got up to get ready.

After getting dressed, eating, and studying for a few hours, we all went out for the last time for a while.

It's pretty bad that most of us are failing and getting really sick when it's only the second month of us in college.

So we all went into the bar, ordered our drinks, and started to grind on each other and strangers.

About an hour in Gray got a text that our drugs were here.

"Okay guys, final drug run. Who wants to go get it for us?" Grayson asked our little group.

"I think Louis should get it!" Ross shouted over the music. "He hasn't done it before and I know he'll think the dealer is hot... because he is!"

"Yeah." Kian nodded. "Let Louis do it."

"Alright." I nodded. "Where is he?"

"He's in the back, in the alley. Just say Gray's order and he'll come out of the shadows." Ethan spoke.

"That will work?" I asked.

"Yup." James nodded. "Good luck." he smiled and then pushed me towards the door as Ross stuffed the money into my pocket.

I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat and I went into the dark alley to get our last party drugs for a while.

When I got there, I shouted, "Grayson's order!"

A man then came out of the shadows.

"Have the money?" he asked in a familiar voice.

"Yeah." I nodded and grabbed the money Ross stuffed in my pocket. "Here you go."

"No fucking way." the man whispered.

"What?" I asked.

The man started pushing me into the street... into the light.

Once we hit the light the familiar face hit me like a ton of bricks... Harry.

"What the fuck Harry?" I asked... stunned.

"What the fuck are you doing buying drugs Louis?" Harry seethed.

"What the fuck are you doing selling drugs Harry?" I asked in anger back.

"Trying to make money. Now answer me."

"Buying them for my friends."

"You're friends with the Dolan twins?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"I guess I should have known you were a druggie."

"Why would you say that?" I asked offended.

"Because of the way you let me fuck you last night in the bathroom."

"That wasn't a dream?"

"No." He said shaking his head. "But imagine if that wasn't me? What if some creep took advantage of you?"

"Well then it's on me."

Harry stared at me in anger.

"Wait." I said shocked. "You fucked me last night. You fucked me."

"Yeah?" He asked.

"You fucked a guy Harry!"

"That seems to be my taste when I'm on drugs."

"Harry." I sighed. "I thought that was all behind you?"

"Do you see what I'm selling?"

"Yeah but-"

"-but nothing. This is who I am. I'm a druggie. A waste of space no talent high school famous football player with no life ahead of him."

"Harry, you're much more then that." I whispered.

"No I'm not." he said shaking his head.

I could tell that he was already stoned and I needed to take care of him.

Even though we ended things horribly... I needed to help him out.

"Here, come home with me tonight Harry."

"I don't wanna."

"Well your gonna."

I then dropped off the drugs to my friends and Harry and I took a taxi back to my dorm room.

Right when we got there, Harry passed out on my bed.

Great. Guess I'm sleeping on the floor.

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