Zed woke up with a horrible hangover. He was lucky he never opened his blinds because he wouldn't have been able to handle the sun so early in the morning. His head was pounding and his throat was dry. He felt like absolute shit. Naturally, he turned and cuddled further into his pillow, hoping to fall back asleep.
Except he wasn't cuddling his pillow, but a woman. When he turned his head he got a mouthful of white hair. He groaned and blinked, trying to figure out if it was really true that he slept with Addison Davis. Everytime he opened his eyes, she was still lying there, her bare shoulders peeking out from above his blanket, cuddling against him.
Zed smiled a little. It was like every single one of his dreams was coming true, and he wasn't planning on ruining it. He buried his face in her hair and got comfortable in bed, slowly drifting back to sleep.
He woke up again a few hours later, his headache a little alleviated and still cuddling Addison. Except this time she was facing him and smiling up at him. "Look who decided to wake up," she said cheekily.
"Mm," he hummed. "Good morning."
"Good morning," she said with a smile. She stretched back, mewling like a cat. It was adorable and made him laugh a little.
"Let's see, it's a Saturday and I don't seem to have any plans. Just a date with a paper tonight."
"Are you suggesting—?"
Addison shrugged. "I mean, I definitely need some water first considering how much I drank yesterday and how fucking thirsty I am. But yeah, I am suggesting we have some more sex." She shrugged and sat up, letting the blanket pool around her waist. "On a few minor terms and conditions."
"Terms and conditions?"
Addison nodded. Her hair fell over her shoulders and she pushed it out of the way, running her fingers through the white locks. "Just the basics of a no strings hookup. I'm here for sex, you're here for sex. We're both adults, I'm sure we can have a simple no strings relationship."
"Does that mean that this isn't just for today?"
Addison nodded with a smile. "Unless you want it to be. Though from the way you've been watching me, I'd say you wanna keep this going."
Zed blushes at the fact that she noticed his longing gazes. "Um, okay. I think I can handle no strings."
"Good," Addison said.
She didn't leave until after three (not too long, considering they woke up a little after noon). Considering she was at his dorm, she put back on her clothes from the night before and did her best to fix her hair.
"Ready for the shameful walk up to your floor?" Zed teased.
"I'm not ashamed of anything that happened," she countered. "Text me of you need me. And don't forget to buy condoms for next time."
After Addison left, Zed took another, real shower. He put on the sweats and set to work getting some homework done. Of course, he'd been at work for less than an hour before he got a text from Eliza, inviting him out to a late lunch.
He grabbed his backpack and his laptop, then went and met up with Eliza and Bonzo at the dinner just outside of campus.
"You missed brunch," Eliza said once he arrived. "We're supposed to recover together man. What happened?"
Zed could tell she knew what happened. He sat down next to Bonzo and across from Eliza and said, "I got laid last night. Which carried over into the morning."
Eliza raised an eyebrow. "You hooked up with someone? A girl?"
"Even better, Addison."
"Holy shit," Eliza gasped.
"Nice man," Bonzo said with a grin. He held out his fist and Zed knocked their knuckles together.
"I know, it was awesome." He grinned. "Even better, she told me to text her whenever I wanna do it again."
"How did you go from afraid to talk to her to sleeping with her?" Eliza asked disbelievingly.
Zed laughed and shook his head. "It was all Addison. She said that the cheerleaders figured out how to get the football players to wanna fuck them."
"How?"
"They just wear our jerseys. I would say it doesn't work but…then I'd be lying."
"So you'd sleep with anyone who wears your jersey?"
Zed shook his head. "But it's Addison. Wearing my jersey. She looked so sexy. Fuck."
"You don't have to keep reminding us, ya'know." Bonzo mused. "We get it, you've got a girl now."
"That I do not," Zed pointed out. "She made it very clear that this is a no strings arrangement."
"Well that sucks."
"At least I'm getting some," Zed said to Eliza. "Even Bonzo was hitting it up last night."
Eliza flicked a wadded paper ball at Zed. "I'm sick of you."
Zed laughed and grabbed his menu, just as the waiter came up.
The next time Zed saw Addison was Monday night. She had texted him saying she had finished her paper and needed some stress relief. Her dorm was on the floor above him; he used the stairs to go up and when he was going back. Coincidentally, Eliza was on that floor. So when Zed was heading back to his dorm, he ran into his best friend.
"Crazy seeing you up here," Eliza said with a smug smile.
"Just visiting a friend," Zed shrugged.
"Your shirt's on backwards."
Zed felt his cheeks heat up. "I'm going to my room."
"You're using protection, right?"
"Of course, I'm not stupid."
Eliza clapped him on the shoulder. "Go ahead then."
A door down the hall opened loudly. They both turned to see Addison standing in her doorway. "Zed! You left your keys!" she called.
"Good job," Eliza whispered to him.
Zed shook his head and jogged back to her room. Addison held out the lanyard for him. "Thank you," he said as he grabbed them from her.
"No problem. See you at the gym tomorrow."
Addison went back into her dorm, closing the door and coming face to face with her roommate, Bree. She looked at her in surprise; Addison had figured that Bree was studying in her room, especially the way she had her music pumping.
"Hey? You eat yet?" Addison asked.
"I wanted to order Chinese but figured I would wait for your hookup to leave." Bree shrugged, moving to the kitchen.
Addison laughed and followed her. "Are you gonna ask Ella and Eva if they want?"
"We were all just waiting for you," Bree said.
The door down the hall opened and their other roommate, Evangeline, came out. She was taller with brown curls and a constant smile. She was a collegiate powerlifter, majoring in political science.
"Is he gone?" Eva asked.
"Yes ma'am."
"Yo Ella! The coast is cleared!" Eva called back the way she came.
Their fourth roommate, Gabriella, came skipping out from her room. She didn't do any collegiate sports; she majored in athletic training which is how they all met. She had graduated in Columbia and moved all the way from the island to New Hampshire for school. She was a little shorter than Addison but way curvier with dark curls and dark eyes.
"Chinese time?" Ella asked excitedly. She looked at her roommates and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Or does someone else need to get laid before we eat?"
"I'm good, " Eva said. "Bree?"
"Me too. And starving. I'm ordering food."
Addison, 9:08 am: You awake yet? I'm in the mood to give a killer blowjob
Zed, 9:12 am: I'm on campus. My class isn't until 10:30
Addison, 9:12 am: Also on campus
Addison, 9:13 am: Connor building, u?
Zed, 9:15 am: I'll be there in like five minutes
Fifteen minutes later, Addison was walking with Zed to his next class. He was a legal studies major and his next class was only a few buildings away from where he had met up with Addison.
"So did something happen that started this?" Zed asked.
Addison groaned and rolled her eyes. "You had to bring that up? Not just accept what I gave you?"
Zed laughed. "Sorry, just curious."
"If you must know." Addison swung her bag to her front, opening it and pulling out a stapler stack of papers. She zipped it closed and fixed it, then handed the paper to Zed. "This is the paper I was talking about a few weeks ago. Back when we first started."
"Sixty four? Damn."
"Professor Rodriguez is out to get me!" Addison shouted furiously. "It's all stupid and I definitely deserved at least a C! I worked for days on this! And now I have a seventy one in the class. I have a test at the end of the week. Fuck!"
"What's your major?"
"Social work," Addison grumbled. "Stupid. It shouldn't be this hard. Ugh! Thanks for making me mad again."
"Social work is cool, I think. What do you wanna do?"
"Stop trying to get to know me or whatever! I'm very angry!"
"I'm trying to get you to calm down," Zed corrected. "Why do you wanna major in social work?"
"I wanna be a mental health counselor," Addison explained.
"That's cool," Zed told her.
"I need to graduate in two years which I can't do if I fail this class! Then my scholarship will be up and ugh!"
"You have a C. You'll bring it up. The semester doesn't end for another six weeks. Plenty of time. You can do it." Zed stopped and turned to face her. "This is my stop. See you."
"Bye."