Chapter 2 : A jerk for a roommate
I huffed as I reluctantly knocked on the door - considering this was a sudden room change, I had yet to get my key. So I just had to pray he was currently here.
I know he didn't come to the party tonight, or maybe he did, and left early with some chick. I didn't really care, I just wanted to get inside.
I waited for a good minute — until my patience got the best of me and I repeatedly banged on the door.
"Fuckboy! You in there?"
I shouted, loud. I'd probably wake up the whole complex, and I didn't care either. I didn't have any shame.
"Open the door!"
I shouted again, my eyes then widened as the door suddenly sprung open. I took a step back.
Looking at me — there he was, my enemy, the boy I despised. The fuckboy!
"Zara? The fuck do you want?!"
He glared at me — he was shirtless and looked as if he had just thrown on sweatpants. Considering they were on the wrong way ...
It doesn't take an idiot to know what he was doing.
"Tell whatever girl you have in your dorm to get out, cuz I'm coming in."
I said, sending him the same glare back. He raised an eyebrow and frowned in confusion, clenching his fists as he gripped onto the side of the door.
"The fuck are you talking about? Piss off."
He huffed, annoyed as he went to slam the door in my face.
I quickly pressed my palm against the door before he shut it.
Jerk!
I pulled out my phone and quickly typed in my passcode , pulling up the message I had received of my room change. I then shoved my phone in his face
He stared at me annoyed, glancing at me with a glare then down at my phone.
After processing the message, his eyes widened as his mouth opened slightly. He stared back at me in disbelief, and then looked furious.
"Is this a fucking joke? Are you pranking me, Zara?"
He glared at me, swatting my phone away. I had a tight grip, thankfully, so it didn't drop. I put it back in my pocket.
"I don't have the time to prank jerks. It's real, so move out of the way."
I frowned, glaring. I had been standing outside this dorm way too long now. I quickly shoved past him and stormed inside, harshly pulling my suitcase along
"Hey — wait, no way!"
He quickly grabbed my wrist to stop me, but I swatted it away and huffed
"Deal with it! I'm not happy either, okay?! Now, get that girl you have in your room to leave! I'm going to sleep, we can talk and try to sort out whatever this stupid fucking arrangement is tomorrow!"
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Rival Lovers
RomanceAt Westbrook, Zara Hayes and Lucas Reed are the ultimate players. She's the fearless playgirl; he's the notorious fuckboy. Their legendary rivalry is fueled by pranks and undeniable chemistry. When they're forced to share a campus apartment after a...