All Chapters of My Roommate is a Boy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 86

RIVER“I will get that.” I jump off the couch before Taylor can. We had both had breakfast and were now waiting for our friends to arrive. Every conversation we had both tried to start had only hit a dead end a few seconds later, so we sat side by side staring at the romcom playing lowly in the background. I pulled the door open, and instead of Elise and Lana, Noah and Hendrix were standing there. “Hi.” Hendrix was the first to talk and push his way in. Noah took a step forward with an apologetic expression on his face. I sighed and gave way for him to come in. “You finally invited us over.” Hendrix plopped onto the couch next to Taylor with a smile. “It’s about time.” “Hey, man.” Taylor and Hendrix did a weird handshake thing, and Noah was next. “Thank you for inviting us.” Noah sounded a bit more sensible, at least to me. “Oh yes, thank you,” Hendrix said quickly.With three good-looking men lounging on my couch, I already felt outnumbered, but I tried to ease it off by offe

TAYLORShe is too good for a boy like meSince I said those words, they have troubled me. I was being honest, but when they left my mouth, they sounded like me trying to absolve myself of all responsibility. I couldn't lie that when I saw River, something was different every time.I had been in love before, and this was not that; it was something more intense that I kept wanting to feel because of how good it felt. “Taylor?” she asked. Her back was to me, unmoved and in the same position she had been in since she asked me that question. “You know…” I mumbled, my mind failing to provide the answer. If I couldn't convince myself, how could I convince her? “Is that some subtle way of calling me undateable because of my two failed dates?” ‘Great going, Taylor; you managed to convince her she is a freak.’ My mind screamed at me. This is not how that was supposed to go. I had no idea how that was supposed to go. “NO!” My voice was loud, and it startled me as well. “What I mean is that

RIVERWhen Taylor got there, I was laughing so much the walls of my stomach hurt. Who knew that the big and bad boy Taylor was such a huge softie? I mean, I had seen traces, but of all the stories Talia had managed to tell, that was just what I needed to solidify my opinion. “Everything she said about me is a lie.” He walked over and pulled her up. “What are you doing?” “Here?” she asked, tilting her head with a pout. He narrowed his eyes at her, and she took a deep breath. “We have all been trying to reach you but…” She paused when Taylor’s eyes darted to me. I wasn't social, but I knew what that meant; whatever it was they had to discuss was a family matter and shouldn't cross the ears of an outsider like me. I got up and let out a residual chuckle, clapping dramatically so my exit didn't seem weird. “You have to tell me more of those stories,” I add for a dramatic effect. “I have been dying to tell someone, and finally, heaven has answered my cry,” she murmured, wriggling out