The Enemy [17+]

I was never one for parties, but within the first week of staying at Harry's I was awoken to bumping music.

I now had new pajamas that were much more warmer than my previous slip gown. I woke up in bed alone, then groggily put on my slippers to see where that noise was coming from.

Outside my bedroom door it felt like I opened a portal to Narnia, people were all around dancing, lights were flashing and the liquor was flowing. I walked through the crowd as people from all over enjoyed the party looking for Hunter.

Hunter was engaging in it, he had his own plastic cup in hand and seemed to had quite a bit of alcohol.

"Hunter." I called after him. He sloppily laughed when he spotted me coming toward him.

"Baby, hey, what's up?" Hunter asked as he slung an arm around my waist.

"What's up? You're asking me what's up?" I asked as I saw a random girl and guy nakedly pass through the living room.

"Harry's on the terrace where the pool is." Hunter informed me.

"Trust me, I'm not looking for him." I rolled my eyes.

"But I'm sure he's looking for you." Hunter mumbled and finished the liquid in his cup. "Bottoms up."

"You're sloppy." I informed Hunter and he chuckled.

"What's sloppy is my friend fucking my girlfriend." Hunter said lazily.

"We never fucked, and if you felt weird about it you should have said that before." I said with furrowed eyebrows.

"This is what you don't understand." Hunter said poking me in the chest. "This is what Harry always does with everyone's girls, and then he reels them in this his cash and his fancy apartments that only get better by the year and eventually they become hooked."

"You think I'd be that easily impressed?" I asked, I was offended he'd even accuse me of that.

"Are you?" He asked as he got a shot glass from a nearby server , backing the liquor down. "It's okay, I'm used to that kind of disappointment."

"We've dated on and off since college...." I said in disbelief. "Why would you think I'd do that to you?"

"Why has any other girl done it to me?" Hunter asked, and at that point I was angry. I couldn't tell if I was upset at Hunter for thinking I'd drop him for Harry's money or Harry for putting my relationship in this situation.

I quickly made it upstairs to the terrace where Harry sat in his pool-connected-hot-tub with girls all around. He was significantly buzzed, but not half as drunk as Hunter.

I kneeled down in front of the hot tub that overlooked the pool. A waterfall of warm water poured into the pool and people nearby stuck their heads under it and splashed around in it.

"Why'd you do it?" I asked angrily. Harry sighed and motioned for his girls to go elsewhere, like puppets they obeyed. He looked to me, uninterested in what I had to say.

"Do what?" He asked as he relaxed in the hot tub.

"Why'd you come into the shower knowing that it was me inside?" I asked. He laughed, and I squinted at him, my cheeks getting hot.

"What's so funny!?!" I choked out.

"I thought you were Cassie." He answered.

"Cassie? Why?" I asked.

"Not that it's any of your business but Cassie and I have been having a bit of an affair." Harry explained. "Remember when you saw her--"

"In your bed. Right." I answered for him. "But that doesn't explain why you'd just assume I was here. Something tells me you had other intentions."

"The only intention I had was to get my dick sucked by Cassie, not a prude like you." Harry said as he leaned toward me.

"Now I'm a prude?" I asked in disgust. "How immature can you get?"

"Very." Harry uninterestedly answered.

"Well-- I'd never-- I mean.... you're an asshole!" I proclaimed and stood up, stomping off. Harry laughed as he got out of the hot tub and followed after me.

"Tai, don't get me wrong. You're a fine piece of ass, but that day I really thought you were Cassie. Don't be so arrogant." Harry suggested.

"You're the last person I'd take moral advice from." I growled as I stomped away. Harry stood as he watched me walk off, wondering if he should follow after me or not. He figured that day to stay put, I was angry and about to blow.

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