Chapter 2My Online Boyfriend is My Annoying Roommate?!
About 2,471 characters (~485 words) — this is Chapter 2, one of 4 free chapters on EditWrx Reads.
He didn't speak. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrists with a firm, strong grip.
My heart skipped a beat.
No way. I just tossed and turned a bit.
Is he really going to climb into my bed and beat me up?
I was just about to struggle when he yanked my earbuds out and tossed them to the head of the bed.
My phone received the exact same treatment.
He bundled me up tightly in the blanket, his large frame still pressing down on top of me.
"Liam, I'm watching you. Go to sleep right now."
I tried to move but found I was completely immobilized.
Psycho.
I was absolutely furious:
"I'll sleep, okay?! You're so annoying! Go back to your own bed!"
But in the dark, he didn't reply. He just kept staring at me.
I had no options left.
He didn't go back until I finally closed my eyes.
My heated mood felt like a bucket of cold water had been dumped on it. Julian completely ruined my good mood.
Damn it. Back when I had this double dorm all to myself, I didn't realize how much freedom I had.
I could voice chat with Z whenever I wanted.
If I got restless in the middle of the night, I could just go take a shower and change into dry pants.
But now, Julian was here.
All of that was gone.
Julian insisted on lights out by 11:30 PM sharp, and he was a light sleeper.
Any little noise I made, he'd scold me.
He was also a massive neat freak.
If I threw dirty white socks into my own laundry basket and left them for more than half a day, he'd complain.
It was incredibly annoying.
I'd thought about fighting him.
But he was almost 6'2", a full half-head taller than me.
Plus, he religiously went for a morning run at 7:00 AM and hit the gym to lift weights every night.
The other day, I barely threw a punch before Julian easily pinned me by the neck against the closet door, asking:
"Do you submit?"
I really couldn't out-argue him, and I definitely couldn't out-fight him.
I just had to take the L.
But the resentment in my chest refused to fade.
The next day, when Julian's 7:00 AM alarm woke me up yet again, I opened my eyes.
Unable to take it anymore, I grabbed my phone to vent to Z:
[I really can't stand my neat-freak, venomous roommate anymore. How can such an annoying roommate exist in this world?
[o(╥﹏╥)o]
He replied almost instantly.
With a cute hugging sticker.
[Pat pat, baby]
[I agree, how can such an annoying roommate exist in this world?]
I sent a sticker back:
[Burying my face in your chest (Ծ‸Ծ)]
[Z, is your roommate really annoying too?]
He replied instantly.
[Yeah.]
[He's very loud, and he's not very clean.]