RoomHates by Carmen Black (series like harry potter TXT) 📕

But why does she have to stand next to four-eyes? Four-eyes who continues touching her shoulder and stroking her hair behind her ear; who continues whispering into her ear as if they were sweet lovers. She’s so drunk she doesn’t even know what’s going on. I watch her jump up and down and cheer, clapping her hands and laughing at something four-eyes said.

At least someone is paying attention to the game.

I grind my teeth when I see the wormy asshole take her hand in his. I hate the way she blushes, or the way she smiles. The way she looks at him as if she likes him. My heart stops. What if he takes her somewhere? She’s so drunk she might just follow him.

“Excuse me,” I say to Lucas, pushing him to the side.

Lucas, the big oaf that he is, stumbled backwards. “What the fuck man?”

I ignore him and continue shoving my way through the bleachers until I’m worming myself in the middle between jerk-off and Rachel.

She sighs. “What the hell are you doing?” She asks, thankfully her words aren’t so slurred as before, but her eyes are still a bit bloodshot. Thankfully, her cup is filled with water.

“There’s a better view here,” I say, looking down at the game. Oh, so we are winning, great. “Go, Hunter!” I shout, clapping my hands. I look down at Rachel, whose arms are crossed with a scowl. “Why, did I worm in on the little date you were having?” I touch my chest, looking pained. “Poor Lucas will be so heart broken.”

Rachel shakes her head and looks away from me. “You are such a jerk.”

I shrug. “If the shoe fits.”

“Why can’t you just leave me alone?”

“Because it’s funny to see you act so pathetic.”

She scoffs. Her nose scrunches up as she scowls at me and I’m tempted to poke it. What is going on with me? “I am not pathetic.”

I scoff. “Oh, you are so pathetic. Everything about you screams ‘save me’ or ‘why are you so meeeeeaaaaan to me?’” I laugh bitterly. “I can’t help it. It’s like you’re asking to be tortured.”

“What will it take to end the roommate contract?”

I roll my eyes. “You have eyes. Read the fucking contract sweetheart.”

“I have, but it means I will have to leave at the end of the semester. What would it take for me to end the contract immediately?”

I glance down at her. Fuck. I don’t need to go roommate searching again. And those assholes won’t help. I just know it.

“I want to enjoy my college life,” she continues. “I don’t want to be constantly fight with you and your bro-hoes on cleaning and partying.”

I sigh. I really don’t need this right now. But then again she’s looking up at me so sweetly. I wonder if she’ll do anything to end it. If she’ll even succumb to tasting my cock.

“If you fuck all three of us, then I’ll allow you to break the contract,” I say, barely hearing the words come out of my mouth.

I love the way her eyes widen with my words and watching all the different emotions come across her face. Anger, relief, embarrassment, and maybe a hint of intrigue.

She opens her mouth.

“Hunter is down!” Shouts the announcer.

I whip my head back to the game, seeing players and the referees surrounding someone in the field.

“Wow was that a hit! I sure hope Hunter is ok. That did not look good.”

13

RACHEL

I cannot believe I actually kissed Lucas. Lucas! Asshole Lucas who made me make him an egg white omelet. Asshole Lucas who dropped milk on the floor after I lost the push-up battle. Lucas with the dark looks and the sexy lips. I still feel his tongue slipping briefly against mine. His teeth grazing my lips, his hands on my waist.

I’m obviously drunk and I’m sticking with water for the rest of day. Ugh. And good old Seth ruining what would otherwise be a pretty good day out with the roommates with his slut shaming.

Just what is his problem, anyway?

It’s not like he and Lucas don’t share there girls.

Oh, God. Is that what he’s expecting now? Are they going to toss me back and forth?

I’d rather die.

“If you fuck all three of us, then I’ll allow you to break the contract,” I hear him say through the crowds’ cheers.

Great. It is that. He thinks exactly the way he’s not supposed to. Ugh. Why me? Why do I get myself in these situations? But if I just do it, then I can immediately move out. Possibly sleep on Josh’s couch for a week or so before. I’m sure I can find something available. There is the whole issue of working with Seth, but I can always change my shifts around so I never see him. That shouldn’t be too hard.

But they’re all such jerks. I don’t know if I can respect myself if I allow myself to sleep with all three assholes. I’m about to tell Seth, fat chance, but then I hear, “Hunter is down! Wow was that a hit! I sure hope Hunter is ok. That did not look good.”

I whip my head around, watching as players surround him. The referees are speaking and I see a man carrying a stretcher running out to him. Hunter is lying on the ground, holding his shoulder. What happened?

Lucas comes up behind Seth and grabs his shoulder. “Let’s go check it out.”

“I’m coming too,” I say, following them onto the stairs and down the bleachers.

Seth and Lucas look at each other before shrugging in unison and continuing down the stairs. They move quickly, easily through the crowds whereas I have to push through in order to keep up. Seth waits for me at the bottom of the staircase and grabs my hand, pulling me behind him. “Geez, you are annoying,” I hear him mutter. I follow him around the field until I come upon Hunter on the stretcher, holding his shoulder and moaning.

“Fuck, Hunter, what did you do?” Seth asks.

“Got