Annoying Roommate Novels & Stories

He immediately broke through the road and into his room. "Hey, what are you doing? Lucien, hurry up and open the fridge! I'm hungry ... Lucien! you cheapskate, Lucien ..." I shouted, banging on the door of his room. Meanwhile in the room, Lucien covered his ears while holding back his annoyance. He didn't understand, why he could never live in peace? wherever he is, there are always crazy women who disturb his calm. " Crazy woman! why is this happening to me?" ***

I shut my eyes tight, but the sound was still… there. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Day two of college and my roommate was a guy… who thought it was okay to jerk off three feet away from me.

"Does he leave the toilet seat up? Steal the covers? Come on, we absolutely need all the juicy details!" "He's actually pretty neat. Almost annoyingly so." I swirled my drink. "Everything in its place, shirts organized by color in the closet." "Rich people problems," Nova sighed dramatically. "Meanwhile, my roommate leaves dirty dishes in the sink for days." "At least you have a roommate who pays rent," Vivian countered. "Mine is three weeks late and keeps promising 'next Friday.'" We fell into easy conversation, trading work horror stories and weekend plans. I was halfway through my cosmo when I spotted him across the bar.

He looks really annoyed and irritated. "Well, we're classmates so we can always see each other." I tried making him feel better but he's still frowning. How cute. He crossed his arms and stared at me. I don't like that look. "Yeah, we always see each other but I still miss you. Should I just sneak over to your room and switch rooms with Levy? Besides, my roommate is Flynn. I'm sure she won't decline." "What?" I chuckled upon hearing his thought. "That's a girls' dormitory. We shouldn't break the rules."

I refused to even think it. I shoved a hand through my hair, yanking hard at the roots. Ronan tilted his head, studying me the way you’d study a wolf about to snap. “Dude,” he said slowly, “you’re obsessed with your roommate.” I whipped around, pointing a finger at him. “I’m not—” “You are,” he cut in, grinning wide now. “You are so obsessed. It’s kinda cute.” I snarled and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, hauling him off the bench in one swift move. “Cut the crap, Ronan.”

My voice was calm as I spoke, but I was boiling with anger on the inside because of what my roommate had insinuated about Taylor and Josh, I found that very insulting. “Well, I’m gonna keep doing whatever I want and you won't be able to do anything about it. I’m certain it must suck for you that your dad’s money can’t make me magically start bowing at your feet.” He scorned out, face morphed in a sneer and I flinched a little at the aggressiveness he was letting off. “I don’t use money for an–” As I started to speak, my roommate let out a laugh which made me trail off.

I reply, and he blinks cluelessly at me. HE’S NOT?? “What’s wrong with the bed?” I question, and he turns to the king-sized bed. “It’s big enough,” I add, and he turns back to me. “You wouldn’t mind?” He questions, and I sigh as I lean against the door. “Only if you don’t say creepy shit in your sleep. I once had a roommate who did that, and I kid you not, I’m scarred for life!” I reply, and he laughs. “I don’t talk in my sleep.” He replies, and I nod.

" I said, swallowing hard. "Ever since we got here, you have been finding reason after reason to ignore me. To argue with me!" ''Bri-'' He begun in a sad tone. He was going to apologize only to continue with the shit he was doing before. We would be stuck in this cycle over and over again lest I did something about it. ''Save it Greg." I said, releasing a long sigh. Arguing with Greg all the time was tiring, exhausting even. "I'll get Ian to talk to the Dean and I'll get Danny to be my roommate so you can have a roommate who won't annoy you. We can even hook up in peace. That's what you want, is it not?" I asked, my eyebrow cocked in question.

” I wheel my suitcase to the bed that must be mine. Over her magazine, she narrows her eyes at me. “It doesn’t matter.” That’s it. I whirl around to face her. “Look. It’s not like I asked to be in here with you, all right? You don’t have to be so freaking rude.” She smiles. She knows she’s getting me worked up, and she loves it. My hands shake. Raw energy courses through me, and I wish I had somewhere to put it. I’m furious. Sad. Frustrated. The last few weeks have been hell, and my new roommate’s attitude is the straw that might break the camel’s back.

I sighed in frustration. It's already annoying that I have to share a room with three guys. What makes it worse is that these guys don't seem to get along that well. Their personalities just clash! A loud thud echoed around the room. I glanced at the situation. Ah.. there they go again. "Hey nerd, how many fucking times did I tell you not to touch my things?!" Noah exclaims. "If you hadn't crossed the boundary which you drew yourself, then maybe I wouldn't have to throw your trash to your side?" Liam says in a lazy tone.