There was a lound noise

The noise pulled me out of my trance. I could hear footsteps coming into my flat. I panicked and shut my laptop, quickly pulled my clothes on, and stuffed my hard cock into my trousers. I wasn't sure what to do. Should I stay in my room and pretend I wasn't in? Should I go out and see who was there? I figured that my door was locked so they couldn't get in, so I leaned towards finishing what I was in the middle of when the decision was made for me.

To my shock, I heard the noise of a key card working on my door, and it began to open. I was stunned as this cute blonde girl stepped into my room, pulling a suitcase behind her and with some bags in hand. She was around average height, had a good figure from what I could tell, although most were hidden under the hoody and baggy trousers she was wearing. She didn't notice me standing there at first, then she looked up and let out a yelp. We both were still for what seemed an age until she suddenly broke the silence:

Blonde Girl: 'Oh god, you made me jump. What are you doing in my room?'

Me: 'Your room?'

Blonde Girl: 'This is Flat 206, room 3, yeah?'

Me: 'Flat 206, room 3? this is room 3, but I'm in room 3!'

Blonde Girl: 'What?! I'm definitely in room 3, you sure your not confused?

Me: 'Yeah, my keycard wouldn't have worked on the door otherwise.'

Blonde Girl: 'Yeah, but mine worked as well!'

We both stood there, confused for a moment. I thought I saw her eyes drift down for a moment before snapping back up. I suddenly felt self-conscious as to how prominent my earlier activities maybe were through my jeans. She didn't say anything, though, so I hoped she hadn't noticed anything.

Me: 'Look clearly, someone has made a cock-up somewhere along the line. Let's go down to reception and see what gone wrong. You can leave your stuff in here while we go find out.'

Blonde girl: 'Ok, that makes sense.'

We headed down to reception via the elevator, it was only a couple of floors, and I would have usually taken the stairs, but the girl seemed to want to use the lift.

'I'm Annie, by the way.'

'Oh urm hi, nice to meet you, I'm Alex.'

My stuttered response seemed to make her smile a bit for some reason.

Annie: 'Ah, so at least we both are meant to be in flat 206.'

Me: 'Yeah, but how Do you know that?

Annie: 'Didn't you look it up on the accommodation Facebook group to see who you would be in our flat?'

Me: 'There was a Facebook group?'

That made her laugh and smile.

Annie: 'I guess that a no then. I've already chatted with some of the others who are going to be in our flat. The list is online. There is me, Alex, or rather you, I guess. A guy called Matt and two girls called gemma. I've already spoken to them, and they seem nice.'

Me: 'two Gemmas? that's gonna get confusing.'

That made her chuckle as she nodded.

Me: 'wait, that's 5. Who is the other person in the flat?'

Annie: 'Some guy called Lucca, you and him were the only ones I haven't spoken to yet, but I think he may be a foreign student from what I can tell.'

By this point in the conversation, we had reached the Quantock court reception. We explained the situation to the women at the desk, who looked us up on the system and realised that we had been assigned to the same room by accident. Annie and I shared a concerned look, but the receptionist quickly added that it wasn't an issue. We both seemed to be assigned to room four as well, just a technical glitch. The woman gave any another keycard to get programmed to get into room 4, and we headed back up.

We chatted a bit more as we headed up, and I moved her suitcase from my room for her. I couldn't help but notice how naturally pretty she was. It kind of looks like part of the hot girl's group at school, but the nice ones, not the bitchy ones. My teenage brain started to drift...

Annie: 'Yeah, that all I have with me at the moment. My boyfriend is coming in his car to drop the rest of my stuff tomorrow.'

Well, that quickly shot down that fantasy. I let her unpack what she had a get settled and headed back to my room.