Roommate Wanted

Chapter One

I tossed and turned all night long, I woke up around 4am and stayed up watching season three of Skins on my laptop until 6am, I sighed and went back to bed falling straight back to sleep.

I woke up to daylight shining in my room but also loud knocking at my front door, I groaned looking at the alarm clock next to my bed which said 8:34am. I got up and started to walk down stairs only wearing what I wore to bed last night, "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I yell at the door, Grace can be a real pain she knows where my spare key is but refuses to ever let herself in my apartment unless I open the door. "What do you want Grace?" I shout as I open the door. "Calling me Harrison would be a good start" The door was now wide open and there stood a tall male that apparently goes by the name Harrison. I see him looking me up and down as the cold morning air floods my apartment. I immediately close the door on him when I realise what I'm wearing. I open the door again and let him in "Sorry. Come in, I'm Elizabeth. I assume you're here to look at the apartment, right?"

"Yes, I am" He smirked and chuckled at what I assume to be my embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry! Grace, the one you meet at the store, told me you'd message me before coming over"

"I did, 30 minutes ago actually"

"I guess this is what I get for waking up in the middle of the night and staying up to watch TV" I laugh, "I'm sorry, just wait here or in the lounge and I'll be right back to go change this" I say as I motion my hands over my outfit.

"Here is fine, and it's all good. Don't worry about it, it's cute and sorry for waking you" he smiled.

I ran upstairs turning my head as I reach the top and caught Harrison staring at me, I gave him a smile and went into my room, I put on a thin lace black bra under my white sleeping shirt, and I put on my grey joggers, I walk to the bathroom and swish my mouth with mouth wash to temporarily get rid of my morning breath. I'll brush my teeth when he leaves.

I jog back downstairs greeting Harrison with a "Hello" when I reach the bottom. He smiles, I glance over him taking in certain details about him, Grace was right when she said he was cute, well slightly, he's not cute he's hot. He has brown hair that is short at the sides with a quiff at the front. His eyes are brown and he has a slight tan. He's wearing a white muscle tee with some black skinny jeans with black vans. He has a few tattoos on his left arm, it looks as if he's in the progress of a half sleeve. He looks toned but not overly muscular. "Shall I show you around?" I ask, I didn't wait for Harrison to reply as I grab the bottom of his shirt and drag him along to the kitchen.
"So, this is the kitchen, this is where the magical cooking of cups of noodles and easy mac happens" I joke. Harrison gives me a confused look, he looked as he were trying to figure out if I were joking or not. "Joking, right?" he asks.

"Right, indeed. I like to consider myself quite the cook." I smile.

"Thank god, because I'm an awful cook. I probably should be selling myself to you right now but hey, better be honest before you have a burnt down apartment" He laughs at his own joke and so do I.

"Honesty is good, I like that. So what do you do for a living?" I query.

"Graphic designer, I work from home two days of the week. The other three days I work in an office just around the corner from here. Its good money"

"Then why aren't you being Mr Independent and finding an apartment to live in all by yourself?" I was a little annoyed that he has enough money to live alone but he's choosing not to. If I had to money I wouldn't be looking for a roommate right now.

"Because living alone is all lonely. I like having company."

He had a fair point. "Oh" I replied "that's fair enough, I love living alone, well I did until the bills became to much to handle but I do see where you're coming from"