Despicable Roommate

“I need to get dressed,” I said, picking up the dirty clothes I’d left on the floor and dumping them into the laundry basket.

“Go ahead,” he told me, a smile plastered on his face as he watched every move of mine. “No one is stopping you.”

He was still looking at my body which made me uncomfortable because it was wrapped in a short towel that showed my legs. He did not seem even a bit uncomfortable but seemed to be enjoying the moment.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I know you want to talk to me so bad but can you please go out for a sec?” I teased, expecting that to annoy him. Unfortunately, he just chuckled and got up. Instead of heading to the door, he moved towards me.

“What do you want?” I inquired when he came to close for my liking and touched my thigh. I felt a familiar ache inside me and was angry that I was feeling that way for a stranger. My closet was right behind me and he stood in front of me so I was trapped.  When his body touched mine, I felt tingles allover and this made me push him away from me. I didn’t want him to know that he had that much power over me.

“Get out of my room, you nasty fool.”

“What if I don’t?” he smirked. “What happens?”

“I’ve been in this apartment for a year and you just got in today so it’s mine,” I retorted. “I can easily turn you out. Will talk to the landlady tomorrow and you’ll be kicked out.”

“Very funny,” he laughed.

“It’s not a joke,” I said in a serious tone. “I actually mean it.”

“I would like to see you try.”

“You just wait and see,” I said. “That’ll be tomorrow’s business. Get out of my room. We’ll talk later, if you want.”

“Does it look like I want to talk to you?” he asked. “I want to take you to bed.”

Disgusting.

“Do I look like a hoe to you? I don’t sleep with strangers.”

“I’m your roommate not a stranger,” He smirked and took a step forward. I was really going to kill him but luckily for him, the girl called him from the living room.

“Done with my shower,” I heard her say.

“Will be back,” Alec breathed into my ear and headed to the door.

“Go to hell, Alec.” I mouthed, following him. As soon as he stepped out, I locked my door and leaned against it. What just happened? Alec was really hot. I couldn’t deny that, but did he just show interest in me? He did but that was probably what he did to every girl. He was a player, a kind of guy I didn’t want to be involved with. I was going to turn him out. I was going to report him to Mrs. Bent who didn’t like people who caused trouble in her building.

After my anger had lowered a little, I went to dress up. My usual after class wear had been mainly hot pants and tank tops but since I was now rooming with a boy, a horny one at that, I thought I’d put on something less revealing. Soon, I was done with applying lotion on my body and I put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I headed to Druck’s to buy something to eat.

On locking my door, I found unknown girl leaving. I could hear the sound of water rushing so assumed Alec was in the shower.

She stared at me, “Leave him alone, he is mine.”

“Like I’d want dirty stuff like him,” I laughed. “I’ve seen better.”

I left the room. Going down the stairs, I met Chris again. Meeting a guy who likes you yet you don’t feel the same is real torture. But this time, I was glad to see him. I don’t know whether it was because I needed someone to talk to at that time or because he was holding a bag of eats from Druck’s.

“Want to share?” I smiled and glanced at the bag.

Chris genuinely smiled like the nice guy he was.

“Of course,” He said. “My room or yours?”

“Yours,” I replied, leading the way up the stairs. “You don’t want to know what is in mine.”

“And that is?” He inquired.

“My new roommate.”

“Does that mean she’s prettier than you?” He asked.

I laughed and walked with him in silence till we reached his room. Ross, his roommate was lying on the couch watching soccer.

“Hey Ross,” I slid into the little space his body had left on the couch.

“Hi honey,” Ross got up and kissed my cheek. He was a really flirty guy and Chris hated that fact so much. Personally, I had no problem with it since it was refreshing. I lived a boring life, after all.

“You were still telling me about your new roommate, Lynn.” Chris reminded me as he served a bag of chips in the kitchen.

“You got a new roomie?” Ross asked.

“Yeah” I sighed, “He’s a total blockhead, I h-”

“He?” Chris cut me off. “You’re living with a boy?”

He carried a plate of fries and set it on the table.

“That’s really cool,” Ross commented.

“No! You can’t stay with him,” Chris protested. “He’ll ruin you”

“I’m getting rid of him tomorrow,” I said.

“Wow, that’s great. I hope he won’t disturb you tonight.”

“He can’t do anything to me,” I reassured him.

“I’m going to warn him right now,” Chris walked to the door. I jumped up to stop him.

“There’s no need for that,” I said calmly. “I’ll be okay.”

“NO!” he yelled. “Don’t stop me. This is for your own good.”

I caught his arm to prevent him from opening the door.

Ross was dying of laughter. “You guys would make a really nice couple.”

I felt embarrassed when he said that. Chris looked uneasy too. I loosened my hold on his arm and he turned back towards the room.

“Gotta get some drinks,” he said, walking to the kitchen.

I got back to where I’d been seated, grabbed the remote from Ross and turned up the TV volume.