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The Rommate
Chapter 1
James’s POV
I sat on the futon in the tiny living room which consisted of one full length window two mismatching love seats, a stained wooden coffee table and an old T.V. surrounded by movies, cds and video game cases and disks. The floors, couches and table were far from clean; socks, pillows, blankets, garbage, papers and pens were scattered around everywhere. No, we didn’t just have a party. This is how it always is living with a slob.
I grabbed the remote from under one of his shirts and turned on the T.V. to some movie I didn’t know. Too lazy to change the channel I watched it with disinterest.
“Ohh getting it on Jay?” I heard the nosey childish voice of my roommate walking out of his bedroom. I turned off the T.V. cutting off the make out scene before he could say anything else; his childish sarcastic attitude really pisses me off.
He jumped over the back of the futon and sat down with his knees up, his body an inch away. Ugh, I could smell the sweat on him along with perfume or cologne I couldn’t tell. That’s just disgusting to think someone was actually doing that with him.
“Elliot. Have you ever heard of personal space?” I asked him looking completely blank. He looked over and grinned, the corner of his lips curving making him look even more evil; he nodded quickly. “Did it ever occur to you that you’re INVADING MINE?!” I screamed the last part in his face, he didn’t flinch.
“Yes. But I don’t care.” He continued to grin. I was about to push him away when he placed his hand on my cheek and kissed the one closest to him running away laughing. Why does he always kiss me? I groaned and pinched the bridge of my nose sinking into the back of the futon. Why did he have to bunk up with me? I mean yeah I have Dean and Rodney here with me but they’re always out leaving me with the child. I grabbed my pack of smoked from the table and grabbed one lighting it up, that covered up the smell a bit.
I laid on the futon for a few hours flipping through the channels and smoking my remaining cigarettes; Elliot was in his room the entire time thank god.
“James I’m hungry.” Elliot whined loudly as he walked into the living room. “Make me something.” He jumped on me making me grunt from the force. One of these days…he wrapped his arms around my waist and squeezed his head on my chest.
“No.” I tried to push him off. Believe me; I have to go through this every day…He pouted up at me holding his bottom lip out for the entire time I stared at him. “Fine. Get off.” I sighed…And every time I give in…He grinned showing all his teeth which was somewhat creepy and got off. He tugged down the sleeves on his brown thin sweater as I got up fixing my loose white shirt. I swear this kid will be the death of me.
I walked over to the small open kitchen, that was dirty like the rest of the place, and looked in the fridge. God, why doesn’t someone clean up this place? I guess I can’t be one to talk…I looked around.
“What do you want?” I asked clearly annoyed. Arms snaked around my waist, not surprised, I stood up straight. I felt him lean close to my ear and whisper ‘you’ biting my earlobe. “No. Now what do you want?” I closed the fridge and opened the cupboard with Elliot still wrapped around me. I felt him shrug.
“Dunno. What do we have?” he asked against my back. I searched around and found absolutely nothing, are these guys pigs?...do I even need to answer that? I sighed.
“Do you want pizza?” I closed the cupboard door and turned my head to see him still against my back. He nodded hastily and I grabbed my wallet out on my back pocket to see if I had enough money left. Thirty bucks…great; I am NOT calling my parents for money after this. “Can you get off me?” He shook his head with the same haste. I groaned and walked to my phone on the coffee table with him still holding on. “Deluxe?” I asked him before hitting send.
“Aw you know me so well.” He kissed my back.
When pizza arrived I laid down on the futon with my back against the arm rest, making sure Elliot didn’t sit next to me. Sure enough though he laid down on the other arm rest like me and put his legs on either side of my waist. Can I lie down without being disturbed just once?! He smiled while munching on his pizza looking at me; he looked like such a kid all scrunched up in front of me. If he wasn’t so freaking annoying he’d be cute, in a little kid way of course.
“Thank you James.” Elliot smiled when he finished his piece, I nodded and looked away. Its fine…I can make up the money tomorrow hopefully. “I love you.” He giggled and put his hands on his cheeks not showing his fingers. I rolled my eyes and reached for the remote. This isn’t the first time he told me that, the first time he did I thought he was serious and freaked out. After that it doesn’t even affect me. “James.” He whined. “I love you.” I grabbed the remote finally having trouble cause Elliot’s legs were in the way and turned on the T.V. “James.” He whined again saying my name slower. I continued to ignore him turning it on a late night cartoon since it was already past eleven. I felt Elliot lean forward and poke my chest. “James.” He practically demanded me to look at him. I sighed mentally and turned to him, his face an inch from mine grey eyes showing a tint of blue. “I love you.” He said in the same demanding tone. Oh lord, here we go. Ever heard of the terrible two’s? Yeah well Elliot kept it with him throughout life…
“Yeah yeah.” I waved him off and looked back to the T.V. he huffed and slammed back down crossing his arms. It amazes me I’ve lasted this long with him.
Elliot soon fell asleep by quarter to midnight as my eyes started to get dry and heavy. I wiped my hand down my face and tried to get out of Elliot’s legs. No luck. This kid is stronger than he looks…I groaned finally giving up and fell asleep on the futon with him.
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