Roommates with the dickhead
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  • Reads 126,572
  • Votes 2,960
  • Parts 35
  • Time 5h 18m
Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2020
Mature
𝔏𝔦𝔣𝔒 π”₯π”žπ”‘ π”Ÿπ”―π”¬π”¨π”’π”« π”₯𝔒𝔯, 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 π”žπ”° 𝔦𝔱 π”₯π”žπ”‘ π”Ÿπ”―π”¬π”¨π”’π”« π”₯𝔦π”ͺ.
𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔴π”₯𝔒𝔫 𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔢 𝔀𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔀𝔒𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔯, 𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔦𝔯 𝔭𝔦𝔒𝔠𝔒𝔰 π”Ÿπ”’π” π”žπ”ͺ𝔒 𝔴π”₯𝔬𝔩𝔒.
𝔄𝔫𝔑 𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔲𝔒𝔑 𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔦𝔯 𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔒𝔢, 𝔱𝔬𝔀𝔒𝔱π”₯𝔒𝔯,
π”ͺ𝔒𝔫𝔑𝔒𝔑 𝔦𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔒     ~   𝑆𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒 π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘™π‘–

𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑑 π‘‰π‘Žπ‘›π‘’π‘ π‘ π‘Ž ~ after certain shit happened to her she said enough is enough, she realized that the people she thought she could always count on weren't really that reliable so as she continued on with her life she couldn't exactly find those right people which inevitably led her to becoming antisocial. She continued this way of living even when she started going to college until she somehow became roommates with a certain badboy

𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑑 π·π‘Žπ‘šπ‘œπ‘› ~ He has been pushed to his limits and when he finally fought back he was presumed the mean one. When all he needed was a hug, he was handed a box of matches and a knife. He is a ticking time bomb and now the question is would Vanessa shut it down or set it off?
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❝"Milo please tell me this is you?" "...Yea, it's me." I bitting back a smile as my arms subconsciously drifted around him. One hug. One hug wouldn't hurt. One sentimental moment wouldn't hurt. "I've missed you." He hugged tighter, and I felt like I was going to snap. "M-Me too, but you're going to fucking snap me in half if you hug any tighter." I gasped and I felt him quickly let go and pull away. "Sorry. I just didn't think I'd see you after so long." He looked at my outfit. "You changed your style." "You too." I say. He has on white shorts that has two draw strings lazily hanging, with a plain black shirt. I clear my throat, "Yea, I just wanted to say hey to my new roommate, but um- yea, see you!" I quickly dart down the stairs, my face was getting redder by the second. I didn't want him to suspect I still like him. But my wrist was caught by a hand when I made it to the living room. "Did I do something wrong?" "No, why would you think that." I try to play it off with a laugh, but it was an awkward laugh, like I was nervous. Which I was. And he clearly caught on. "Because you're literally running away." I hear walking and I look up, and shit. There was Damien. His signature dragon tattoo on his arm, the soft green eyes his and everything that made him, him. He looked up and saw us. His eyelids raised as his mouth opened a little. "Caleb... Milo?"❞ _________ π•Šπ•₯𝕒𝕣π•₯𝕖𝕕 (07/28/24) π”Όπ•Ÿπ••π•–π•• (11/15/24)