All Chapters of My Roommate & I: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LUCAS It’s finally Monday morning. We woke up late—sun already too bright through the curtains, both of us tangled in the sheets like we’d been glued there. Raihan groaned when he saw the time, then shoved me toward the bathroom with a sleepy “Move, we’re fucked.” We showered in record time, barely rinsing off, hands slipping over wet skin more out of necessity than anything else. I almost fell trying to dry my hair while. Raihan brushed his teeth with one hand and pulled on a shirt with the other. We grabbed our bags, bolted out the door, and made it to the car with two minutes to spare. The lecture hall was still half-empty when we got there. People were trickling in, chatting, scrolling on their phones but drey and the others haven’t arrived yet Raihan dropped into his usual seat and tipped his head back with a quiet sigh. I leaned down, kissed the corner of his mouth quick, and muttered, “Gonna piss before it starts.” He hummed, eyes already half-closed. I didn’t think anythin

LUCAS The last few weeks with Raihan, Drey, and the others had been pure chaos—the good kind. The kind that left your ribs sore from laughing and your phone full of photos you’d never post. Now summer had officially swallowed the calendar, and everyone was scattering for a full month to whatever version of home still claimed them.I didn’t have one.My aunt’s place was the only option on paper, and the thought of it made my skin crawl. Three women, strange faces, endless questions about my “plans,” and me—the only guy in the house—smiling through it like a hostage. Boring didn’t even cover it. It would be a special kind of slow death.“What are you thinking about?”Raihan’s voice yanked me back. He was watching me with that half-smile he always wore when he already knew the answer.“Nothing,” I said. Too fast.“Bullshit.” He leaned in. “My mom’s been asking about you. Said she’d love to have you around for the month. The whole crew’s coming. Big house, no rules, actual food that isn’

LUCAS After dinner I went straight up to my room and shut the door.I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, just staring at the floor. My phone stayed face-down on the nightstand. I didn’t open it. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. Not even Raihan.The whole evening kept replaying in my head. The way Mr. King looked at me across the table. That calm little sentence about doors that stay closed. The fact that he said it in front of his wife like it was nothing.I stood up and walked to the window. The gardens were dark now. Only a few outdoor lights were on. Somewhere past the trees I could still make out the shape of that smaller building I’d noticed earlier. Closed. No lights. Just sitting there like it didn’t want to be seen.I thought about going back to that panel upstairs. The one he’d caught me near. My hands even twitched like they wanted to try again.But I didn’t move.Not tonight.He’d already seen me once. Doing it again the same day would be stupid. I needed to wait.

LUCAS Raihan came upstairs less than twenty minutes later.The door opened. He stepped inside and closed it behind him. His eyes locked on me instantly.“You’re mad.”My chest tightened.I didn’t answer.He walked closer. “Lucas. Talk to me.”“I’m fine.”“No you’re not.” His voice dropped. “You went cold the second Liam showed up. You couldn’t even look at me when you walked away.”Something hot flared in my stomach.I lifted my head. “Maybe I didn’t feel like watching another guy put his hands all over you first thing in the morning.”Raihan’s eyebrows rose. “All over me?”“His hand on your neck. Your back. Your shoulder.” My voice came out sharper than I wanted. “He kept touching you like he owned the right. And you just let him.”“He’s my best friend.”“I don’t care.” I stood up. My hands were already clenched. “I hated it.”There was a minute of silence between us.Raihan stared at me. “You’re jealous.”“Yeah. I am.” I didn’t even try to hide it. “Is that a problem?”His jaw tigh

LUCAS What the fuck was I doing?What the fuck was I about to do?The thought hit like ice water.I shoved her off me hard enough that her back slammed against the tiled wall. I didn’t look to see if she’d hit her head. I didn’t care. My hands were already shaking as I yanked my trousers up, shoved my still-hard cock back inside, and buttoned them with clumsy fingers.I didn’t bother with the belt.I just ran.Guilt burned in my throat the whole way down the hallway. Should I tell Raihan? How the fuck was I supposed to explain that his friend’s girlfriend had just had my dick halfway down her throat? That I’d stood there and let it happen for longer than I should have?I stopped just outside the corner I stopped earlier , hands on my knees, breathing hard, trying to get the taste of panic out of my mouth. Then I forced myself to walk back to the booth like nothing had happened.The second I reached the table I didn’t sit down.I grabbed Raihan’s wrist and pulled.“We’re leaving.”Lia