roommates ↠ s.w.

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kennedy parker

its been 2 days since my parents hasn't came home, I tried contacting them 24/7 but nothing happened. whenever i call them, it would go straight to voicemail, i didn't text them because they never text me back.

at this point, i already gave up trying to contact them. right now i'm heading out my old house now and driving to california with phillip since he's helping me with everything.

it took us a day and 13 hours to get to california. we drove non-stop so we could get to my place right away.

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skipping the un-packing & shiz

"thank you for helping me phillip, ill see you soon." i said hugging him.

"no problem ken, i gotta go now. love you," phillip gave me a kiss on the cheek and left.

i went to go take a seat on the couch and sighed. after a minute or so, something felt different. i sniffed the air and it smelt like sex?

"what the hell?" i got up from the couch and went to the fridge to get food so i could make lunch because it was 1:45 pm.

after i ate, i went to my bedroom. when i opened the door, the bed was messy and not made? i'm already confused as fuck now. i sniffed my bed and yet again, it smelt like sex.

i heard the door open so i went to the living room to see who it is. it was some random boy, who looked absolutely hot and was probably around my age. he looked at me with wide eyes and so was i.

"who the fuck are you?" i said first.

"who the fuck are you? and what are doing in my house?" the mysterious boy said.

"i asked first dumbass, now answer my question or i'll call the cops."

"woah take it easy there babygirl, my name is sammy but you can call me daddy. now you answer my question." he smirked.

i faked laughed, "my name is not babygirl, it's kennedy, and i will definitely not call you daddy. plus i bought this place and furnished it."

"well my parents bought this place and didn't furnished it." he chuckled.

"you know what i'm calling the real estate agent." i dialed katelyn, the real estate agent and she picked up.

"hello, i'm katelyn. how may i help you?" she asked.

"hi katelyn, it's kennedy parker. i was just wondering if you could maybe stop by so we cou-" sam grabbed my phone and hung up.

"what the hell was that for you fucker!" i yelled at him.

"she doesn't need to come over just so she could talk it through with us on why were both here because it clearly doesn't matter anymore." he said handing me back my phone.

"yeah whatever." i rolled my eyes and went to my room.

"wrong room babygirl, that's mine." he started running to my room but i stopped him.

"excuse you? this is my room. i'm the one who furnished it, your room is the right there." pointing at the guest room.

"babygirl-"

"stop calling me babygirl sam."

"stop calling me sam kennedy," he said mocking me.

"i'll stop calling you sam, if you stop calling me babygirl. deal?"

"deal." we shook hands and went to our rooms.

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3 hours later

*knock knock*

i groaned and didn't answer sam. he kept knocking and i was already mad. i got up from my bed and opened my door.

"what do you want sammy?"

"can i sleep with you? my bed feels uncomfortable."

"um hell no, if your bed feels uncomfortable sleep on the couch."

he groaned and went back to his room and i went back to sleep.

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30 minutes later

i heard a door open thinking it was sam's but it was mine. he closed the door and went to sleep beside me, he was spooning me. it felt so wrong but at the same time it felt so right. what the hell is wrong with me, i just met him today. i didn't even yell, slap, or push him, i just fell asleep instantly. next thing i know, i felt him kiss my cheek.

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next morning

i woke up and didn't see sam sleeping next to me, but i definitely smell pancakes.

i got up and went to my closet and then put on my brother's sweater. it was chilly so i had to put it on, phillip's sweater was really warm in the inside.

i went to the kitchen and saw sam making breakfast. he heard me getting a drink so he turned around. when i glanced at him, he was smirking.

"why are you smirking?" i asked him.

"oh nothing, so how did you sleep?"

"i slept good, you?" i said taking a sip from my drink.

"amazing," once again he smirked.

"okay sammy, why are you smirking?" i said in a serious tone.

he chuckled and finished making pancakes, "how come you didn't yell at me or something when i slept next to you?"

"i don't know, it just felt so right some reason." i said cutting some strawberries for the pancakes.

"so you liked it huh?"

i shrugged and walked over to the dining table then began eating my breakfast that sam made. "these pancakes are good sammy," i mumbled.

he sat across from me and literally eating his food rapidly, "did you say 'these pancakes are good daddy?"

i rolled my eyes, "well i'm gonna go visit my brother so..." i said putting my dishes in the dishwasher.

"can i come?"

"why would you wanna come when you don't even know me?" i raised an eyebrow.

"well i have nothing to do today so can i?" he paused until he said, "unless you want me to have sex with another girl..."

i got angry at him because i don't allow random girls coming over and fucking sam just to be pleasured by him.

"sam, don't you fucking dare!" i snapped at him.

"well it's me coming or me fucking."

i groaned, "fine, get ready at 12 o'clock."

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WOWOWOW THEY LITERALLY JUST MET AND THEY SLEPT TOGETHER WTFSJD