روايات وقصص ضمن In Love With My Roommate

"This is what owing me looks like. I want my fully typed term papers on my desk by morning and my maths by the end of the day. No excuses. Get it done." I was about to argue when the door swung open. My roommate walked in, phone in hand, scrolling absently. But then her head lifted, her gaze snapping to the scene before her... me in my robe, flushed and awkward, and Slater King sprawled across my bed like he owned the world. She froze midway. The silence was so sharp you could hear my heart thundering.

“This is getting annoying now. i said I'm fine. Please leave my room, i need to sleep. I chuckled, low and dangerous. “ Okay I'm sorry. I'll leave now. Sleep well". I started walking towards the door and then i stopped. i looked back once more. Seeing the way her tank top clinged to her chest revealing her nipples and shorts clinging to her curve and ass. I didn't want to leave but i had to. I left and shut the door. I'll make every text come true amaya. I'll make every fantasy of yours come true.

But then everything came together, and I fell in love, and suddenly…I didn’t want to leave, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t want me to either. Then I got pregnant. And now…now, I don’t think I could ever leave. Because this is home. Cuddling with Tripp. Playing with Richard. Kissing Dane. Raising my daughter in a house full of love and chaos. “You can stay. If you want.” Tripp’s smooth voice is like velvet and I really am tired. I feel him shift beside me, pulling the covers down. I slide into them wordlessly, and he does too.

She gestured at me to leave. I scrambled up to my feet and headed to my room, my chest tightening. When I got to my room, my roommate was already asleep. I threaded to my bed and once I was laid there comfortably, I could not stop the tears that started to pour out of my eyes. Maybe I was never destined to be loved and cared for by anyone. My life might be about to be worse than it was back in my pack, and I could feel it.

I tried to stand up from the bed but then I tripped on something; a bowl of warm water and it is then that I realised I have some water on me and a damp towel on me. "Someone must have been trying to keep me alive" I said to myself and even to myself I sound irritated maybe due to the fact that I thought it was Mat's doing. I kicked the bucket and almost fell to the ground and then the door to my room flung open and a beauty maiden in her early life stage walked in with a bowl of ice cream. As soon as she came into the room I grabbed the bucket on the floor and held it against her like a weapon, she looked at me and smiled, "hey you are awake." Then she stood there as if she was expecting a

The dimly lit-up room makes her sadness heavy. " I miss him. His fiancée is very beautiful. Will he kick me out after marrying him? But that girl isn't good. She is rude to Aunt. But... Shall I take another job and earn more money to get us a rented room? But will he give you to me? I can't live without you... Oh! Don't you remember? His fiancée said she is allergic to dogs. Hehe. He will give you to me. So, don't worry. Let's sleep!" "Woof! Woof!"

But he is annoyingly right, the paperwork is official, which traps me in this hell. "I hate you," I say quietly, the words coated with enough venom. "I know." He smiles, his signature infuriating smile. "But you will change your mind, I promise." "Never." I grab my bag and storm toward my room. "Stay out of my way, Liam. I mean it." "Looking forward to being roommates, Skylar," he calls after me, and I slam my door hard enough to rattle the frame. Through the thin walls, I can hear him directing the movers, hear the sounds of things being arranged as he takes over the space April and I have shared together over the past years.

“Why are you saying these things now?” She sighed heavily, as though my very existence drained her patience. “I admit I’ve been nice to you recently,” she said, her voice low, “but that doesn’t mean I love you, Vincent. That doesn’t make us a couple. I only did those things because…” she hesitated, then added coldly, “because I wanted to piss off Lorna and Clarice. Nothing more.”

I continued to back up, grunting in pain as my back hit the wall. Why don't we set you down so we can talk, I said. He started to approach me once more, but I growled at him to back off. Could you give me a minute? he asked the girl at the door after backing up a few steps. After giving a quick nod, the girl left the room. I kept a close eye on it to make sure she did go. That was only my friend, Salman, so it's all right. I stumbled back toward the bed, eager to get comfortable. He sat down across from me in the chair I was intending to use to break the window. Since neither of us knew what to say, the room fell silent.

"Dear, Rachel. You are probably wondering what's going on and let me tell you. All those years ago on this precise date, your world was thrown off its axis. You lost your job, your apartment, your wallet, everything. But what you gained was a roommate you hated with all your heart. An annoying roommate who was determined to help you get a job that you deserve even though he was telling himself he hated you the same you hated him. What you never realized is that our roommate pact was probably the reason for everything else. So you can say you are the blue that is holding us together. You are the person connecting us beyond blood. You might think of yourself as an ordinary woman but let me tel