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MOTORBIKE, MISUNDERSTANDING, AND MENACE
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2025-08-10 22:38:47
Swiftpen123AUTHOR’S NOTE You’ve reached Peak Smirk. Taylor’s possessiveness is giving drama, Arlin is giving heartbreak, and River is giving "what the hell is my life?" If you’re smiling right now, don’t you dare leave without dropping a comment. I see you. Yes, YOU. Like this chapter? Say so. Want more Taylor chaos? You’d better let me know. Or I’ll make Taylor call you “Sweetheart” in your dreams tonight. Tap that star. Tap that follow. I’m watching. – With love and threats, Your [slightly] unhinged author
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My Roommate is a Boy OLIVE BRANCH
RIVERRiding Taylor’s motorbike, which I was sure was a death trap, had now become a new normal for me. He brought it one night, claiming it was faster and he wanted to get me home in time, so I didn't miss my morning classes. Since I had no other option, I hopped on and held on too tightly to him. Since then, he'd bring the motorcycle and shrug. “To get you home faster.” I didn't mind riding on it anymore. Most nights, I was too tired to even try to make sense of the ornery one back home, and I was trying my best not to fall asleep on the bike. Taylor was too intentional about keeping the romance alive. He'd swing by once a day to just say hi and then hand me something to eat. And every time we got the chance to, he would order something sweet and make me eat it on the floor. “We are having floor dates,” he would declare when we ate from takeout boxes as he memorised his lines and I tried to understand all the jargon. Aunt G was occasionally checking in on me. She sent a few buck
My Roommate is a Boy REALITY CHECK
RIVER“Sorry, your card has been declined.” My head goes up too quickly to meet the eyes of the cashier at the bookshop. There is a line behind me, and that statement from him is enough to start gossip. “If she can’t afford it, why is she holding up the line?” “Oh gosh, I hate poor people.” I murmured an apology to the cashier, who threw me a sorry expression. I returned the books to the shelves and made my way out of the store. The eyes of the people on the line follow me as I walk out with my head hung as low as it could get.My father had always known that I didn't have useless expenses and saved money as much as I could, so why would he cut me off so easily?I couldn't believe my father had been so quick to cut me off without thinking twice about it. How was I supposed to survive in school without any money? I had not expected him to act this fast. I tried a few places on campus that might need a part-time student, but with my pharmacy schedule and the hours I'd have to work,
My Roommate is a Boy COST OF ADULTING
RIVERThe room that carried his voice dropped silent. The kind you can cut through with a butter knife. This was not how I expected anything to go. I had a perfect plan in my head. The only problem now was that everyone refused to go along with the role I had for them. Taylor moved quickly and pulled me in. As soon as my body touched his and his scent filled my nose, tears dropped down my face, and my body began shaking so uncontrollably that I was not sure if I would be able to stop crying. His hands wrapped around me as he swayed me from side to side. Finally, the tears dried, and he pulled away, guiding me to the living room couch. He brought a glass of water, and I tried to smile, but I was sure I was failing too well. “Here,” he murmured as I took the cup from him. Sipping on it and then realising how thirsty I was. “I think the relationship between my father and me is now successfully ruined. I have managed to do the words….” Tears began to flow down my face as I spoke. The
My Roommate is a Boy PAPER TRAIL
RIVERI couldn't sleep that night; my mind kept on wandering to my father. I had promised him that he could trust me, and now I was lying again. I opened the door and slipped out, trying my best not to wake my dad and Aunt G. I tiptoed to the kitchen, determined to work my mind to tiredness so I could fall asleep quicker. I open the fridge and begin to reorganise, wiping down every surface with a wet rag. It had been a while; I had to try out my mind and body so I could fall asleep. A door creaked open; I froze at the sound. I turned to see Taylor holding the face of his phone. I guess I was not as quiet as I thought I was being. He hurried to me as soon as our eyes met. “Sweetheart? What are you doing here?” He asked, setting down his phone and pulling me to him. “Organising the fridge” “Because you have something on your mind?” “No, I don’t…” “I know you, River; you are hiding something from me. Remember, we said no secrets whatsoever. Whatever it is, we can get through it to
My Roommate is a Boy TIMER IN NERVES.
RIVERI should be happy this was what I wanted, but that email sitting in my phone with a timer was nerve-wracking. Everything seemed to be going so perfectly and now it felt like I was tossed in a torturous abyss. Why I thought it was going to be extreme torture to live with Taylor: I had filed for a change of room or roommate too many times and now that I was getting used to being in his space, I had to decide on staying here. What if the accommodations office thinks I am being ridiculous? If I told my father about this, he would say this was God in action and ask me to move at once. If I told Taylor I feared that the victory I had would be short-lived. The ride to the restaurant was unusually quiet, but I liked it that way. It gave me time to think over what I should be doing now. “So this is where students like you have dates?” Aunt G wiggled her eyebrows as we sat at our assigned dates. Taylor, who was sipping on his water, began coughing, drops of water sputtering from his
My Roommate is a Boy MORNING AFTER
RIVER“We will talk about this with clear eyes in the morning,” Dad declared. Taylor went into his room and he told Gianna to keep a close eye on me. “Act like her aunt and not a friend.” I tossed and turned all night. He was not easy to let go of things like that. I knew he would most likely bring it up or try to reason with me. It was the first time I confessed to not wanting pharmacy. I had never even thought of what I might want because, as far back as I could remember, I had been training to become a pharmacist just like my mom. “Your mom would love it.” I had been craving the love of my mother for so long. I never knew her yet I wanted her to love. “You know your mom would have loved you regardless of what you studied,” Aunt G said so suddenly, as if she had been reading my mind. I turned to her; her head was flat on the pillow as she faced the ceiling. Her eyes shut tightly as her fingers lay over the blanket. “Do you think so?”“I know so,” she nodded. “I know she would
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