Unwanted Roommate Novels & Stories

I didn't get a call for an entire week. I got a random message saying that someone else is looking for a room and is ready to move in. I replied 'okay' without even asking their name or other information about them because I was seeking a roommate. I withdrew the notice from the board the next day as I got the roommate. That person arrived later that afternoon. It's a bit. I mean, a guy. What do I do now? I wasn't expecting a guy to show up at my door. Whatever the case may be, all I require is a roommate. That is all that is important. So we moved into the flat together. The apartment has two bedrooms with separate bathrooms for each room, so it was never an issue for me, and he was constan

I had never met a more disrespectful person than the pair. I walked to my room in anger. I was going to kill Jen and Kari for this. How did I end up with such annoying and uncaring friends? Kari had left me and moved in to live with her new boyfriend Ron. Apparently, he was more important than our friendship. On the other hand, Jen had agreed to the proposal that Ron's cousin, Alec should be my new roommate. Then, I the foolish girl had agreed without even knowing what type of person Alec was.

I was still trying to figure out how to deal with sophomore year, and coupled with the crazy intrusive thoughts about my hot lecturer buzzing around my brain, the last thing I needed was a nosy housemate to add to the mix. This was exactly why I’d spent all break slaving away at crappy holiday jobs, dreaming of the day I could pay the rent myself and live life on my terms. If I had that extra cash, no way Mom and Dad would’ve pulled this landlord-and-life-coach act, playing matchmaker with my apartment. This wasn’t a roommate, it was an invasion, a land grab on my hard-won independence. I was pissed.

I just hope that it is nothing too serious. “I know how much you resisted last time but please reconsider my offer. I would like you to come and live in my pack, but this time the offer is only temporary as there is a reason for this request.” He starts. “What is the reason?” I ask. “There is someone poking around you, they are ruthless and use others to get what they want. And right now what they want is you, or rather what you have.” “I see, so how would moving to your pack help me?” I ask.

I don’t think that I can spill the tea that I just heard from Cara to her. Not only just because I just knew her but I also don’t fully trust her and Cara will get problems if I spill the tea. “No… I haven’t heard anything about compensation” I respond. “Mmm right” Z sighs. “Hope you’ll get a nice roommate! You know, it’s pretty hard to deal with an untidy bunkmate, and get your room stuffy every single fucking day” Z chuckles. “Ummm sure I could deal with that” I scoff.

I awkwardly patted her shoulder in response. "I've already chosen the one on the right, I hope you don't mind," Her eyes widened as realization crossed her features, "I probably should've waited until you were here before I started unpacking. Dammit, I always do this. Not that this isn't the first I've had a roommate because it is. I just always do these kinds of things. I make decisions without asking the other person involved. I don't know how to control it and my mom says it's really annoying. Oh no! I hope you don't find me annoying. That would be—"

"I thought it didn't matter and I would have told you eventually when it came up," "Why would you need a roommate if you owned the place?" I asked, hoping that he would make me understand something about his life. "Can we first talk about the stunt you pulled earlier, running off to nowhere?" "No," I stated, stubbornly giving him no choice but to answer my question. "Because I was going crazy all alone in this apartment and my nightmares were haunting me, Ridhi. That's why I needed a roommate because I thought it would help." He sighed and walked past me towards the kitchen.

The vodka-punch-mess I’m drinking. Then— “Seth would hate this playlist,” Ramon mutters, scrolling through the queue. “Guy’s got the music taste of a divorced dad going through a crisis.” My body tenses before I can think. Cup halfway to my mouth. Tracey glances at me. “You good?” “Yeah,” I say too quickly. “Just didn’t expect… that name to come up.” “Oh. Right. Roommate situation,” she says casually, then turns to the others. “Alex lives with my cousin.”

Lucien continued, “there is no law that says two unmarried adults cannot live together.” He looked directly at Mr. Whitemere. His words were clear. There was no hesitation. Mr. Whitemere’s eyes darkened even more. He hated being corrected. “Since she has decided to stay with me, you cannot force her not to,” Lucien said coldly. His hand tightened on the wheelchair handle. “And if you ever try to force her again,” he added sharply, “I will not hesitate to take legal action against you.” The warning was direct and serious.

I'm so embarrassed. -Shame on you. -I hope we get along. -I'm sure we will. At that moment, a blonde haired girl walked in without even saying hello and put her suitcase on one of the beds. -Hi, I'm... -I'm not interested. -Hey, you don't have to be rude Misti. -No one asked for your opinion. Listen, I wanted my own room, but I was told I had to share. -Well... -Don't try to get on my good side, just because we're roommates doesn't make us friends, I didn't come here to make friends.