There's something odd about him. He's no ordinary customer, I can tell you that. He's here for a reason. A reason I have yet to figure out. A girl with a secret is being watched by a mysterious boy. [h.s. au]

This is NOT my story, this belongs to xcalliex but she has deleted it along with her other novels. I uploaded this because it is a beautiful book, and other people wanted to read it. Just a heads up for some readers, I am willing to take this book down if she asks.

Sometimes, the universe decides to put two random people together and make them fall for each other, but figuring out what to do next is up to them. Her boss expects her to accomplish a confidential and immoral task: destroying the biggest existing boyband from the inside. "The day that I have to prove that I love him to someone else apart from him, that'll be the last day of my life."

Vena Anderson, a nineteen year old girl has moved away from home to attend college. She has no desire to live in a small dorm room and having to live with a complete stranger, so living in an apartment for her college years is her next option. The only flaw in her plan is that she can't afford it without a roommate. Vena has lived in this apartment all through the past year and just as the new school year is right around the corner, the landlord decided that she would raise the rent. James Hendersom, a nineteen year old guy has been recently kicked out of his dorm for smoking cigarettes. He now has been living with his parents until he can find a place of his own. He has been searching and searching for the past week and could not find anything, until just a few days ago. James was looking through the ads, again and one popped out more then all the others sitting on that plain "Looking for roommate. Contact Vena Anderson for further information" *This Wattpad story is rated Mature for strong language and some sexuality* Book One of the 'I Am Living With An Idiot' series. This book is currently being edited and revised because in some aspects it is so horrible, so I am working on it!!

"You want to know something, Annabelle?" Harry asked. She slightly nodded. "I'm okay with the fact that you don't speak. I like you anyways." •ongoing and editing• •kind of slow updates when those depressive spells hit you know what i'm saying•

We're the misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. It is our duty to go against society. We have no respect for the status quo. We are The Rhombus of Freethinkers.

This is NOT a sequel to Grey Street, only bits and pieces of their story after that day in the café. I'd highly suggest reading Grey Street first. What happens when Harry becomes the missing piece of Elle's New York story.

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

There's three things you should know about Harry: 1. When we were in ninth grade his biggest aspiration in life was to start a punk ukulele band. 2. Once I made him a bracelet with plastic beads that didn't have a pattern in the slightest, and he wore it for years until the pink string holding it together couldn't take any more wear and tear. 3. He's been my neighbor for more than half my life, and that hasn't changed now that we're in college. There's three things you should know about me: 1. I'm banned from the putt putt golf course in my hometown... but that's actually Harry's fault. 2. I'm not a fan of math, but I'm good at it, which has turned into a constant battle in my head. 3. I'm not about to fall in love with my best friend. I'm not.

"All I ever wanted was to be skinny."