Crush On Roommate Novels & Stories

"No girl is supposed to be treated like trash and called stupid names. Now get out of my room before I kill you." Ross just shook his head and walked out. I couldn't help but feel some admiration for Alec. I was surely lucky to have such a roommate.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" There were sudden kicks at the door, and soon the voice of my roommate, Zara, came in. "You've been washing for so long. Water costs money to buy. I wouldn't care if you paid for it all!" I dumbly wiped a handful of water from my face, and my drifting-away consciousness was pulled back to reality. Nothing can be washed away, nothing can be changed. Betrayed best friend, dirty body, bad roommate, these ugly realities still damn well exist.

JEONGHAN’S POV I picked up the lamp and smashed it against the table, sending millions of shards plummeting to the ground. I stared at the destruction I made, completely out of breath. Beads of sweat clung unto the sides of my face and my t-shirt was drenched. Blowing out a shaky breath, I slowly slumped unto the chair, my face red from fury. I’ve never been this angry before. Well… There was that time when I saw the picture of Yoo-Mi and Josh kissing. And when I found out I was arranged to get married with Brittany.

he complained out of the blue and she could feel her face grow red. "Whatever." she hissed. "We can't be and will never be room mates." she said sternly. "Why?" he asked and she looked at him like he said the earth is flat. "Because for one, you're a guy. Two, you're annoying. Three, you're a stalker and four, you just impersonated your sister." she explained counting her fingers as she did. "Let me clear that out for you. One lots of girls have male roommates. Two, I am the list chasing person ever. Three, I'm definitely not stalking you. Fate just have a way of leading me to you." he winked at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Sabine, how can you do this? We've been roommates for four years." Ruby comforted her. "Don't cry, Amber. Rich girls are like that, throwing cash around when it suits them and clawing it back when they're pissed." The crowd started whispering, judging me. But I was ready. Over dinner, I'd printed a detailed list of every loan—dates, amounts, and even what Amber spent it on. The murmurs shifted. People who'd been side-eyeing me now shook their heads, calling me a doormat for lending her so much.

What did that even mean? I slammed my new bedroom door behind me, tossed my suitcase on the bed, and muttered, “No fighting, my ass.” ——— By midnight, the walls were shaking. I had a presentation the next day, so of course I was curled up at my desk with my laptop, notecards, and highlighters. And of course my roommate, the human migraine, decided it was the perfect time to blast music. I shoved my chair back and marched to his door. Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Who's this?" The little red head dipped under his chin, and reached up to smack his arm with vengeance. It was cute, that she thought she was scary, and he simply waited for her to introduce him. Curious what she would say. "This is Jackson, he's our new roommate, Randy invited him." She said it simply, and Jackson felt oddly disappointed. Well, that was lame. He always liked a little spice. Leaning his elbows down over her chair, with arms cradled innocently on either side of her silky strands, he cooed. "Don't let the princess fool you, I'm also her very, very, best friend. Why, we're almost inseparable now."

Arushi: " Really that's scary! I didn't know what kind of people they were. I'm really sorry Sidi, I'm such an idiot, yaha aakey na mera dimag hi kharab ho Gaya hai , please apni nalayak dost ko maaf ker dey, main aisa kaisey ker sakti hun? ( I have turned knucklehead after coming to this country, please forgive this stupid friend of yours how can I do this?)" She smacked herself on her forehead, and continued "I'm so sorry Sidi. I'll talk to my roommate and try to convince her for you to move in. You are closed enough to share the single bed with me. I thought that you won't be comfortable with sleeping with me on the single bed, that's why I arranged this accommodation for you. " Sidha "

The rest of my words faded away, as I finally got to where she laid on the floor, and touched her body, it was cold, and it made my heart sink again, even though I have never really liked my shitty roommate, Trisha for once. Why? oh my God, I would tell you why... Trisha was the meanest cruelest roommate in the entire world. No, I wasn't exaggerating here, cause it was the truth. She literally just blabbers about her boyfriend all the time, and makes me feel like trash intentionally as well.

The seventh day finally arrived. I was restless the entire time and could not focus at work. Winston, my colleague, noticed my condition and asked in concern, “What’s wrong? You look horrible.” “It’s nothing. I haven’t been sleeping well.” I forced a smile. I was pretty close with Winston, and we usually ate and chatted together. “Is it because you’re not getting along with your roommate? You mentioned that she was a bit weird.” I hesitated for a moment before giving him a general rundown of what had been happening recently.