#trr au the unexpected roommate

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 5

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Drake Walker x Riley Brooks, Leo Rhys x Olivia Nevrakis - All characters belong to Pixelberry

Song Inspiration: Perfect Strangers, Jonas Blue

Warnings ⚠️ DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, If you choose to read you are consenting that you are over this age. NSFW, adult language, mention of shooting noise. If these trigger warnings affect you, please don’t continue to read.

Word Count: 3,900 ish

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****

“Are you going to sleep on the couch? Or are you going to stay with me?” Asking in a flirtatious yet gruff way- Riley paused for a slight second. Not giving him an answer straight away. Her hands roamed along his body, lost in thought. The final decision was based on the kiss that they had just shared.

“Staying.”

Smiling softly at him, that mischievous grin that she had previously wore had disappeared - now, this smile was sincere making her slightly blush. Drake was turned on before- how could he not be? But now she had agreed to stay with him, changed everything.

“What do you want me to do? Stay or leave?” Her voice was quiet, almost like a whisper- as her hands continued to touch places dangerously, yet teasingly.

“I want you to stay. I want that fake sex, to become a reality.” An intense feeling erupted inside of him the moment their lips touched again. Her lips were soft yet warm, tasting the fusion of alcohol surrounding her mouth- he felt more drunk than he was already. Feeling Riley crumble right in front of him- he continued savouring her lips. Finally pulling away, they both silently gazed at each other- both needing to confirm if the feelings were mutual. The hate that they both originally showed in their eyes, now soon changed- this moment right now they looked at each other not as roommates, not as enemies but instead as lovers even if it was only for the night. Leaning down to kiss her again, she moved her head towards the side- informing him that she wanted those kisses to be on her neck again. Rather than her lips.

Feeling her hand gently rub his cock, through his jeans- he groaned quietly but loud enough for her to hear. Drake abruptly moved her hand- standing up, his hand went towards his trousers. Riley quietly stepped forward and reached for his shirt- her fingers gently working at the buttons, unbuttoning them slowly before removing it. Standing in front of her half naked, bare chested - he took a deep breath, wondering if he was dreaming.

Coming out of his daze, he felt her fumbling around with the belt buckle before unzipping the fly. Drake managed to pull his jeans down, urgently stepping out of them. His cock, sprung up inside of his boxers- this movement seemed to immediately catch her eye, whilst Drake was slightly embarrassed. They both knew what was about to happen, but he had wished that he could control his manhood- making him not look that eager. Cursing himself mentally inside, Riley smiled softly at him. Tugging at his boxers, he removed them in one swift motion. Once off the head of his cock bounced up practically hitting him in the stomach. Natural instinct, led Riley’s hand downwards- feeling her small hand begin sliding up and down his shaft, he briefly closed his eyes, feeling more aroused with her touches. Opening them, he noticed that her sparkling baby blues were focused onto his face as she continued the movements. Drake removed her hand, not that he wanted to- but he needed to get her naked as well. It wasn’t a one man show. Caressing her cheek, she inhaled sharply- unzipping her dress, he assisted her out of it. Seeing the matching underwear, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold off. Feeling mesmerised her body, his brain wasn’t functioning correctly. With past partners, he just got straight into doing the deed.

“Drake? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, sorry.” Reaching out he gently stroked her hair, before leaning in for another kiss. The kiss began softly, feeling less anxious about the situation - he unclasped her bra. With one hand around her waist, his other hand cupped one of her breasts. Beginning to caress and play with her hardened bud, she reached down stroking his erection. As they were exploring each other’s bodies the kissing became more passionate, their tongues began to fight against each other.

“Lay down on the bed, Riley.” Following his commands, his hand ran soon up her thigh- eventually parting her legs as if she was doing the splits. As he reached further up, he immediately felt the dampness surrounding her.

“You’re so wet for me already...”

“I would be if I did it to myself- you’re nothing special Drake....just like you were immediately hard just by me straddling you before.”

“Touché. I assume you don’t want me to continue then? I was going to spoil you with my mouth instead....” Before Riley could respond with a sarcastic comment, Drake lowered his mouth downwards- holding her breath, that soon changed the second his lips touched her clit. Placing light kisses along her slit, he then stroked it with his tongue- causing her whole body to tremble. As her body reacted to his actions, he was pleased that her could pleasure her, lapping up her flowing juices.

“Fuck... Drakeeee...” Ignoring her, he continued sucking and licking her moistened lips, pumping his tongue deeper as she continued screaming his name.

Feeling as if he had done enough, he lifted his head up- seeing Riley tightly holding on to the duvet, he smirked.

“Your turn. Get on your back, Drake!” She demanded, fluttering her eyes open after recovering from her climax.

“I don’t want anything.”

“That’s bullshit...” She quickly lay down between his legs and curled her fingers around him as she did previously- slowly she began to rub up and down his length before slipping her lips over the head of him. Continuing up and down his length, he grunted as he felt the tip of his cock reach the back of her throat. Placing his hand around the back of her neck, he guided her. Not that she needed assisting.

“Riley! Please stop!”

Sitting up, she daren’t make eye contact with him- not wanting to show the disappointment. Positioning herself on the edge of the bed, she wondered why the change of heart from him. Fuck, she muttered to herself- regretting letting herself become carried away. Deciding that it was for the best to leave the awkwardness as it was, she slowly stood up.

“Where are you going?”

“You asked me to stop. So I’m going to go and sleep on the couch...”

“I asked you to stop because I felt as if I was going to cum. I didn’t want to cum so early.” Feeling relieved in a way, she regretted allowing paranoia get the best of her. “You said that you was staying, so stay. Let’s finish off what we started...” Drake pleaded.

Guiding her backwards towards the bed her stomach began to flutter, as if butterflies were there. She was unsure as to why she was suddenly nervous. Mentally scolding herself, her nerves soon disappeared as his body hovered over her.

Leaning forward so that he was leaning on her- skin to skin- he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Lining himself up, he slowly thrust against her-letting her know that he was ready. “Can I?” Not knowing why he asked her if he could begin- the words just slipped out. “Please.” After her response, he slowly entered her- hearing a slight gasp escape her lips he waited a while before he started. Beginning with slow movements, he eventually gained the confidence to work faster with this new partner. His cock began slamming in and out of her, his balls slapping against her bare skin from this angle that they was in - as he continued fondling with her breasts and increase his speed- this was enough to bring her over the edge.

“Drake! I’m ... I’m....” Drake knew what exactly she needed to say, he could feel her muscles clench around him. Hearing her climax again, encouraged him to pick up the pace - needing to release himself. Not that he wanted to this soon, but this unexpected time with Riley- made him feel something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. Excitement, curiosity, in a slight way loved. Knowing she didn’t love him, he was hoping that rendezvous wouldn’t push them further apart.

Grunting, he pulled out his now softening cock and laid next to her on the bed. Neither spoke to each other for a while, both still breathing heavily. Drake’s hand covered hers, turning to face her- he smiled at his roommate. Not with a cocky smirk, that he usually provided but instead a genuine smile. A happy smile.

“Maybe I should have trusted you- when you informed me that you was big. Jesus Drake, I cant move.”

“Not to brag or anything. But I wouldn’t lie about that. You don’t have to move, you can sleep here. If it’s too awkward, I’ll sleep on the couch...”

“I don’t think it could get any more awkward. We just fucked.”

“True. Night, Riley.”

“Night, Drake.” Both of them turned on to their sides facing away from each other. Neither could fall asleep immediately, both of them laid there thinking about what had happened.

About an hour later, Drake was still awake- as was Riley, unknowingly to him. Rolling over, he placed his arm around her- snuggling closer to her.

Cause you're here with me now, I don't want you to go, he sung inside in his mind.

****

The morning after, Riley stirred. Fluttering her eyes open, she remembered everything- however, wondered where Drake was. She felt his arm go around her, so surely it didn’t feel that awkward that he slept on the couch.

Quickly getting dressed, she ambled towards the kitchen but paused as she overheard the men talking.

“So you and Riley... you can thank me. I accept appreciation in the form of beer or very expensive clothing. Just call me Matchmaker, Leo.”

“Leo, I’m not thanking you.”

“What was it like? I always assumed you’d just keep going back to Kiara when you needed sex.” Kiara? Who the fuck is Kiara? Overhearing this, Riley soon became paranoid- overthinking what she actually meant to Drake. Was last night just a ‘fuck’ to him?

“I haven’t slept with Kiara in months. With Riley it was different. But it was only a one time thing.” Saying this, he believed that Leo would stop the conversation immediately. Instead he attempted to inform Drake to shut up.

“We’re just roommates. She doesn’t like me more than that. If that. It was only sex....”

“Good morning, Riley!” Leo blurted out, wearing a sheepish grin.

“Good morning, Leo.” Ignoring Drake, she made herself a coffee. Feeling that his words explained exactly what last night was.

She fucking heard you Drake, you absolute dipshit. Leo mouthed you his friend shaking his head.

“Where’s Liv?” Focusing her attention towards Leo, she didn’t want to make eye contact with Drake. Assuming whoever this Kiara was, she would be second best.

“She left about an hour ago. Getting a manicure before meeting you.” Rolling his eyes back, he was unsure as to why his fiancée needed a manicure to go shopping. He didn’t understand how a woman’s mind worked, but just agreed anything Olivia did to keep him in her good books.

“Okay... I’ll go and get ready in my room then.”

“Do you want some breakfast?” Drake asked nervously, knowing he was in the doghouse. Walking away, she responded with her back facing him.

“No, I prefer to jump straight into my dessert.”

Sighing, he placed the food on the table- walking after her.

“Have I done something wrong?” Drake questioned, hoping that he hadn’t fucked up. Hearing Leo snort in the background, he turned his head towards his friend scowling. Leo responded by smirking and shrugging his shoulders.

“No. Why?”

“You overheard what I said... stop lying. That’s why you ignored me. It’s not like that at all, I said that....”

“I heard it all. Yes. Don’t worry about it. We’re not in a relationship. It was just sex remember? Sounds like you have a ‘fuck buddy’ already- don’t include me in your games or sexual needs anymore.”

“I’d rather you be my ‘fuck buddy’.” Fuck. I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. Taking a deep breath, he regretted saying that instantly. He was kind of expecting a right hook. “What happened between us was amazing, Riley.”

“Yeah it was.” Not sounding too confident she didn’t want to make out that she was jealous over him being involved with someone else. Whether it was in the past, or in the present. Reaching out for her hand, he held it tightly not knowing how she would react to the gesture.

“So what do you say? Make a little arrangement? If you want ‘us’, we can start as casual sex- then see where it goes?”

“You’re fucking insane, Drake. Go back to hating me.”

“I’d say I’m an attractive guy, you’re a gorgeous girl when you’re not an arsehole.”

“You’re so vein. I do have a rule, if we do this though...No kissing on the lips.”

“But we did that last night. Why?”

“That was this morning actually. Because if we aren’t in a relationship, what’s the point in being intimate?” Drake’s heart sunk, not realising why. Now he had kissed her, knowing what it felt like- he wanted to continue that.

“Okay, fine. I’ll see you later then?” I’ll kiss those lips, don’t you worry Riley.

“Yup. Bye Leo.” Leo waved from a distance, not really wanting to get involved in the love life.

“Ri?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry for being a jerk... I’m starting to fall...” Fall for you. “fall behind with the housework. I’m only going into work for a few hours. I’ll clean up when I’m back.”

“Wait for me to come back. I’ll help you. 50/50 remember. My nails are fucked anyway.” Providing a little laugh, she headed towards her room- not fully aware of what she had just agreed to. Not knowing if that was actually what she wanted. Deep down, she wanted more after their night together. She wondered if he did too. Or if indeed he was just happy with the friends with benefits arrangement.

Drake sat down besides Leo, his head fell into his hands. This girl had got into his mind, he suggested the ‘friends with benefits’ hoping that she would decline the offer. Hoping that they could begin a relationship instead. He just didn’t have the confidence to express what his heart truly wanted - she made him weak at the knees. Although he would never confess that. Not yet anyway. He was unsure as to if he would ever be able to admit to his true feelings.

“Now I may not be a translator, but that was the biggest bullshit ever stated, Drake” Leo knew Drake and he knew for a fact what his friend meant when he stuttered after the word ‘falling’.

****

Riley arrived at Macy’s bang on eleven am. Usually she would arrive early, punctuality was important to her. On her way there, her mind was in a daze- flashbacks of her rendezvous with Drake wouldn’t disappear.

Noticing her friend waiting outside, she knew Olivia was about to berate her.

“I thought that you’d ditched me for Walker’s cock.” Feeling the blush appear on her face, she didn’t want this conversation to elaborate.

“Not now, Liv.”

“Seriously, Riley. Why him?”

“He’s a good fuck, I suppose?” Olivia shuddered at the thought. Not wanting to think about her arch-enemy any longer, she changed the subject. “You know, Liam is coming back for the wedding.”

“Well I hope so, he’s the grooms brother.” She responded sarcastically- just wishing that they could go inside, choose a dress and leave.

“Obviously. But he’s single.” Nudging her friend, she would do anything to see her happy- anything apart from push her towards Drake.

”Olivia. Stop right there. I’m not interested in Liam. I never was.”

****

After hours of searching through the dresses, Olivia finally chose the perfect dress for her maid of honour. Riley was grateful that the bride to be hadn’t made her look like a sugar plum fairy. Making her way back ‘home’ she wondered if the atmosphere would be awkward. In the back of her mind, she still wasn’t sure what was going on between herself and Drake. Opening the door, she witnessed him shoot up from the sofa in a flash.

“Hey, did you find a dress?”

“Yes. It was the first one we actually looked at. Hours of my life wasted. How was your suit fitting?” Bending over to take her slightly small high heeled boots off, Drake paused before responding to her question. His eyes were focused on her ass. “Did you hear me, Drake?” Shaking his head, he didn’t want her to notice that he was gawking at her like a drooling puppy.

“Yeah, sorry. Suits are overrated. A suit is just a suit right? I’ve got a hundred in the wardrobe that I don’t wear.”

“True. You’ve tidied up. I told you to wait until I was back.”

“I had nothing better to do. I’ve also ordered some food.”

“Where’s the real Drake? You’re turning into a softie, I’m going to start calling you ‘marshmallow’ from now on.”

“Haha. Funny fucker. Where’s the real Riley? You haven’t done a prank yet.” That’s what you think. I always think ahead.

“Why don’t you pour yourself a whiskey. I’ll get changed, put this away and come and join you.” Smirking as she walked away, she didn’t get too far before hearing Drake spit out the drink.

“RILEY!” Chasing after her, she slammed the door in his face- accidentally of course. “Open the door!”

“Or what? I’ll come out in a minute I promise.” Drake waited impatiently for her to come out, eventually she opened the door wearing the biggest grin. “Don’t kill me. Please. Just stand on the rug.” Why the fucking rug? Fluttering her eyelashes at him- he was hypnotised and followed orders.

“Holy shit! Riley get down!” Crouching down, panic began to run through his veins- not only for his own safety but for Riley’s. The gunshot noises scared the life out of him, wondering who was in the apartment with them. How did they get in? What did they want?

Looking at his concerned face, she walked over towards him pulling the rug back- showing the reasoning behind the ‘gunshot shots’. Bubble wrap. Unable to prevent herself from laughing, every time she contained herself- his face would make her burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. “I’m sorry, Drake... I can’t.... I can’t breathe.... your face....”

“Are you trying to fucking kill me? First you drug me, then try to poison me with fake whiskey- What was it? Then you try and give me a fucking heart attack.”

“Technically Olivia drugged you. It’s tea with vinegar in it- couldn’t you smell it? It was worth seeing your face...”

“How would you pay the bills if I died? Ever thought about that?”

“Simple. I’d move out. Leave your body to rot. Plead innocent. By the way, the real whiskey is in the cupboard- behind the cereal.”

“If you’re fucking with me again... I’ll kill ya.” Hesitating trying it, he sniffed it first. “Here, try it first.” Riley did as he asked, swallowed it down in one.

“See it’s whiskey.” Drake narrowed his eyes still unsure if he could trust her fully. They remained silent for a short amount of time, until Drake decided to break the silence with an obscure question. Not the usual type of conversations.

“What are you wearing under that by the way?”

“What time is the food coming?”

“In about an hour because I wasn’t sure what time you was coming back. Why are you ignoring my question?”

“I’m not ignoring it. If you want to know, why don’t you just undo my robe.” Drake held his breath as he closed the distance between them. He noticed her breathing rapidly increase as he touched her. Untying it, his hands went to her shoulders- forcing the robe off of her.

“You’re wearing what I bought you.”

“Do you like it?”

“I love it. You look sexy... so fucking gorgeous.”

“Are you fishing for a blowjob with your charm?”

“No. But if you want to do that I’m sure he’d enjoy it. Or I could pleasure you instead?” Leaning forward, in his mind he wanted to fuck off her stupid suggestion about ‘no kissing’. Their lips almost touched, as there was a knock at the door. Drake let out a frustrated sigh, letting go of her waist he answered the door, as she quickly put the robe back on. Their takeout had arrived prematurely, handing the delivery man the money- Drake forcefully placed the food on the island. “Can you not tell the time properly? I thought you said that it was arriving in about an hour. I think you need to go back to school Drake.” Winking at him, she was about to position herself on the stool- her belly had began to rumble, the aroma of freshly cooked food was lingering around them. Unexpectedly Drake picked her up and flung her over his shoulder- heading towards his room. “Drake! What the fuck? The food!”

“Chinese is always better warmed up the day after anyway!” Placing her back on the ground he held her tight- not wanting her to runaway. Not wanting for her to ditch him for some over fried, fatty food. He knew what he wanted. Ever since he knew what she was wearing, everything slipped from his mind. Opening the door, he dragged her in- not forcefully. Pinning her against the wall, his hands urgently ran through her hair before cupping her cheeks. Crashing his lips on to hers, mentally he was smirking as she melted away in the kiss.

“I said no kissing....”

“I get it. You’re afraid you won’t be able to keep your hands off me. If we kiss. But we’ve already crossed that line...you shouldn’t tease me...”

“How am I teasing you?”

“Wearing what you are wearing...” biting her lip, she untied the robe- slowly yet seductively.

“Oh, you mean this?”

“Yes. That. I want you, Riley. So desperately...”

“What are you waiting for then? We had an arrangement didn’t we?” Drake held her head in his hands, pulling her towards him into a fiery and passionate kiss. Breaking apart, their breathing was in unison- rapid. Caressing her cheek with his thumb, she ran her fingers down his chest before pulling his as close as she could towards her. Not leaving any gaps between the two of them, she could feel his heart beat against her chest. Knowing that he could feel hers too, they stayed still gazing into each other’s eyes. “That arrangement, I am going to stick to it. Get on the bed, roomie.”

****

Leo and Olivia had just shared an intimate shower together. Relaxing on the couch they were both excited about their upcoming wedding. Discussing last minute preparations, Leo couldn’t wait for it to be over and done with- he hated seeing Olivia act all bridezilla towards him. Hearing the door knock, they both placed a wager- assuming it would be either Drake or Riley crying and moaning about each other. Making the other person seem the worse one. The two of them knew that Riley and Drake was alike- especially with their stubbornness. Leo sighed as he walked over to open the door, with a towel hanging dangerously loose on his hips.

“Before you start, I don’t want to hear it... I’m not getting blamed for this....Liam?”

“Hey, Bro. I assume you wasn’t expecting me with that introduction. Who have you pissed off this time?”

“I assumed you was somebody else. Sorry, I’ve not pissed anyone off. Don’t worry. What are you doing here? You’re not due back until the wedding.”

“I’ve used some holiday days.” Olivia heard the familiar voice, confused as to why he was here showering them with gifts. What has he done now? She thought to herself.

“Aw Liam, I didn’t realise that you loved me that much. These flowers are beautiful.”

“They aren’t for you. But I’ll get my favourite sister in law some soon. I promise.” Olivia was unsure whether or not to be offended that the flowers wasn’t for her. After all the Rhys’s were charmers with all the women.

“Who are they for then?” Seeing Liam look at them with sorrow in his eyes, the penny finally dropped.

“That person, doesn’t live in the city anymore.” She send confidently, attempting to persuade herself that she was telling the truth.

“I know she does Olivia. Stop lying to me. I need to see her, I need to talk to her. Where’s Riley?”

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Ethan & Kaycee / Ethan & Casey

 AUs - One offs and Mini-Series 

ABOUT CHANGES TO ETHAN/CASEY (NOW ETHAN/KAYCEE) See here, and here, and here.

⭐️- Personal Favorite 🔥 - 18 + 🎭 - Angst ☁️- Fluff 👓 - Reader Requests

Stories/series are not related to my headcanon for Ethan & Kaycee.

AU One-Offs and Series can be found below the break.

Updated 05.21.2023

AU One-Offs:

50 Shades of Ethan ⭐️ Crossover TRR/TNA/OH Girls Night Out Spoof

A Cheesy Halloween Story ☁️ Ethan refuses to be Mickey to Casey’s Minnie. But when it’s Bryce to the rescue, he’s none too pleased. 

A New Start -  🎭 👓  Kaycee’s time in Boston is coming to an end, and she’s grateful that her goodbyes are now behind her. But fate had other plans….

A Reason to Celebrate 🔥 18+ Ethan & Casey celebrate her completion of the medical boards. (Part of the Delaying the Inevitable series)

A Second Chance ⭐️ 🎭 👓 - After starting a new life in NYC, a chance encounter with Ethan leaves Casey wondering if they have another chance together.

All Yours 🔥 18+👓 Reader request for angry office sex ... Only Casey can keep Ethan in line.

Cover Me ☁️ 👓 Casey enjoys her first day in Boston, eager to start a new life; when an unwelcomed guest from her past forces her to ask a handsome stranger for a favor.

Cover Me - Naughty Edition 🔥 18+ This is another version of the fic Cover Me. “Casey enjoys her first day in Boston, eager to start a new life; when an unwelcomed guest from her past forces her to ask a handsome stranger for a favor.” But in this version, Ethan is not a gentleman.

Cut Them A Break ☁️ Ethan & Bryce fight over who will help Casey’s injured hand.

Drunken Kisses ☁️👓 Casey comes to Ethan’s aid when he’s had a few too many.

Good to Be Home 🔥18+ Casey has a special night planned for Ethan when he returns from a business trip. (Part of the Delaying the Inevitable series)

Great (un) Expectations ☁️ Positively unexpected news comes Casey & Ethan’s way.

House Calls ☁️ Casey gets the flu, and Ethan realizes how much he wants to be there for her… but can’t be.

Insecure  🔥 18+  In this AU, Ethan has recently published a phenomenally successful book that has launched him to celebrity status.  Kaycee couldn't be prouder of him, but it's impeded on their time together, and with half the world lusting for the man she's secretly involved in, she becomes a bit insecure.  Fortunately, Ethan knows just how to reassure her.

Just Until Midnight ⭐️☁️👓 Casey needs someone uncomplicated to pretend he’s her boyfriend at her med school roommate’s wedding. When no one is available, Ethan volunteers and it becomes very complicated. FLUFFTOBER 2021

Lean on Me ☁️👓 Ethan has been trying to keep his “reset” in place, but when Casey becomes ill at work, he rushes to her side.

Let's Give Them Something to Talk About ☁️👓 Tired of the rumors, tired of hiding, Ethan has a plan to put it all to rest. FLUFFTOBER 2021

Love & Care ☁️👓 Reader ask from the list 101 Ways to Say I Love You, "I saw you looking at it last time we were in the store together, so I got it for you." for Ethan & Casey. This takes place shortly after the end of the OH Series.

Miami Getaway ☁️👓 Reader request for jealous Ethan. Casey teaches Ethan how to put the relax into rest & relaxation.

Otherwise Engaged ☁️👓 Ethan wants Naveen to help him pick out an engagement ring to present to Casey on the first anniversary of being an official couple, but Naveen gets the message all wrong

Our Last Chance 🔥18+👓 During her intern year, Casey and her mentor Dr. Ethan Ramsey, nearly gave into their passion during a conference in Miami Beach. Believing a liaison between them would be immoral and dangerous, Ethan walked away before things could go further. Now, with only two months of her residency remaining, once again they find themselves on a business trip in a lush, tropical setting. Will history repeat?

Plans Change 🔥18+👓 - Casey was trying to move on with her life.  Ethan made clear that they could never be together after the mess in Miami.  Since coming back to Boston, he’d done nothing but avoid her.  Tonight, she had another date with Josh, and it was a pretty big deal.  But she left something behind at work, and how will Ethan react when she stops by.

Say, What? ☁️ 👓 - Reader specifically wanted MC with Ethan, and overhearing something Tobias said. It’s silly, but I hope it’s fun.

Three Times  ☁️ 👓 Three times Ethan said I love you, and once he even used the words.  Based on a reader request for a drabble where Ethan tells Kaycee he loves her. I decided to do three little drabbles, each marking a different phase of their relationship and lives.

Text Edit Ask - Send Flirtatious Picture ☁️ 👓

Things I Wish I Didn't Hear 🎭 👓 Reader Req. prompt "Things you said I wish I didn’t hear." MC is with Bryce Lahella - this addresses the start of the BDSM scene in OH3 Ch8.

Time for Bed 🔥18+👓 Reader req for a love scene in 300 words or less.

To Weather a Storm 🎭 👓 Reader request for an insecure Ethan who opens up to Casey.

Travel Delays ☁️👓 Reader request for Casey & Ethan arguing over where they should go on their first vacation together.

Tricky Treats ☁️  Kaycee laments forgoing her Halloween plans when a lucrative opportunity arrives, but the evening turns out better than expected.

What We Leave Behind   🎭 Her residency is now behind her, and Kaycee has important decisions to make.  A conversation with her best friend makes her realize that she needs to tell someone the truth. But is she too late?

Whatever it Takes 🎭 👓 Reader request for Ethan to pray over Casey when he thinks she is dying. He doesn’t think she can't hear him, but she does.

Worth the Price of Admission ☁️ 👓- Ethan’s friends drag him to a street fair where he finds himself enchanted by a beautiful stranger. FLUFFTOBER 2021

Ethan & Casey Headcanon Masterlist My Main Masterlist

AU Series (WIPs):

A Different Fate (Mini-Series) (AU) 

Eight years have passed since Kaycee left Boston.  Everything has changed, yet nothing has changed at all.  It all begins when Kaycee witnesses another young couple in another city who had a different fate than her own.

Series Masterlist

What Happened in Vegas (Mini-Series) (AU) 

Ethan and Casey have been in a secret relationship since the chemical attack, now she is planning on joining her friends in Vegas on a dangerous mission and Dr. Ramsey will have no part of it unless he's there with her. Will it change the outcome? Will they be able to keep their relationship a secret after all? We'll know at the end of What Happened in Vegas

Series Masterlist

Chapter 1: Take Off Chapter 2: Indecent Proposal  🔥18+ Chapter 3: Winners and Losers Chapter 4: We did... Supplement - An Interlude Chapter 5: ...and that’s a promise. 

Sometimes Love is For… (Mini-Series) WIP - AU 🎭 👓 (On Hiatus) 

Casey MacTavish’s residency has ended and she is leaving Boston for a phenomenal opportunity at UCSF in San Francisco. But before she leaves, she has to say goodbye to the two men who entered her life and stole her heart during the past three years. How will it all end? (I recommend reading notes on masterlist before reading series.)

(Please note: This series includes a relationship between E/C and T/C, at different times.)

Their Last Time - WIP 🎭 (On Hiatus) 

A decade apart had done nothing to heal their wounds. Perhaps this encounter would finally offer them the very thing they desperately needed

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

Kismet (Mini-Series) ☁️ 

Starting in childhood, Casey & Ethan’s paths crossed six times before the “first time” they met.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

When the Bough Breaks (Mini-Series) WIP 🎭 (AU) (New Chapter Coming Soon) 

Casey traded one dream for another when she accepted Ethan’s proposal. Even within their magical life, there were still times she mourned the loss of the child she’d never have. When Ethan learns he unknowingly fathered a child with a former lover, how will she cope? Will their marriage survive? Part 1 ⭐️ | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 Sneak Peek Part 4

AU Series (Completed):

Forever (Mini-Series) Completed 🎭🎭 (AU) 

Ethan let Casey leave Boston, and leave him, behind. He thought he could let her go, he thought she would move on, but neither ever happened. Their lives touched at points, but the timing never worked until the very end. (This one is angsty AF people, read if you want to cry.)

The Ex Factor (Mini-Series) Completed (AU) 

Linked-In suggests Casey’s first love as a connection for Ethan. He goes down a rabbit hole…. and learns some things along the way.

Ethan & Casey Headcanon Masterlist    My Main Masterlist

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 2

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

Drake x Riley

Leo x Olivia

Warnings: Swearing, tension, smut.

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******

Riley did the great escape after awaking from her hungover state- the way Drake had been with her, she had even contemplated having to jump out of the window to avoid him. Even the thought of risking breaking a limb would be better than socialising with him. Arriving at work, the smell of alcohol added to the nausea. Sighing, the sooner she had finished her shift- the sooner she could return to her bed and nurse the lingering hangover.

“Good afternoon sweetie, I thought I looked bad.”

“Love you too, Dan.” Shrugging her shoulders, she put on her uniform- Daniel had painkillers waiting for her, knowing what sort of state she would be in. Feeling grateful, she did wonder why- as he had got her into that state in the first place.

*****

Drake had finished his work, barely completing half of the work that he would have done if he was in the office. As angry as he was with Riley, he wasn’t a bastard as she had described him. The mention about ‘dates’ had slightly stabbed him in the heart- he had been on plenty of dates but had never found ‘the one’. Noticing that she had snuck out without saying bye, he decided to have a nosey in her room. At least she’s kept this tidy, he murmured to himself. Going through the drawers, he knew this was crossing the line of boundaries- but he wanted to find something expensive, something that would be on par with her stealing his aftershave. Le Perla underwear. Googling the price tag, he had an idea.

Quickly getting dressed, he wasn’t wearing his usual casual attire of a denim jacket. Deciding to put a smart casual shirt on, along with smart jeans and shoes- tonight was the night that he was going to attempt to pull the hottest girl in New York City.

*****

The shift went surprisingly quick. Daniel had asked if he she would like to go back to his apartment, mainly to re-enact their antics from the previous night - as well as ask how ‘grumpy’ was with her.

“Another night Daniel, I’m going to make amends with Drake if he’s in. If he allows me to. Before I came here, I replaced his aftershave. I’ll grab a pizza, some wine for me and whiskey for the grump.” Daniel shook his head in disbelief that she was willing to give in so easily.

“If he’s a twat, call a cab and I’ll pay. But warn me prior- you know how randy Maxwell can get.” Locking up the bar, she waved to her friend. Determined to try and make things work between herself and Drake for the sake of both of their sanities.

“Dan?” She shouted, before he rushed off down the street out of her view.

“Yeah?”

“Do you fancy going for a couple of drinks?” Changing her mind, she would do anything to avoid rushing home.

****

Drake made his way to not a dive bar, but a bar that had some slight of class. The atmosphere was crowded; he noticed many friendship groups as well as couples, possibly on a date- as he assumed. It was just a normal day for him compared to the people surrounding him- a dull day. A dull few days if he was honest with himself, Riley had been in his life a millisecond and was already making it hell. Feeling petty, all he wanted to do was get laid by a hot stranger- take her home, if it slightly annoyed Riley he believed that the mission was complete.

Scrutinising the area, he glanced at many women- however none had looked his way, apart from the brunette waitress who every so often had walked passed him collecting glasses.

“Hey, handsome.” Not my usual type, but she will do. Revenge on Riley, begins now. The blonde slid next to him, with her martini. Providing him with those ‘fuck me’ eyes, she bit the Olive off of the cocktail stick in a seductive way.

“Hey, beautiful. Do you want a drink?” The blonde smirked at him, resting her hand on his thigh. He ordered shots as well as the drink that she had asked for.

“So, your place or mine handsome?”

“Mine. Definitely mine.” Not wanting to sound desperate, he needed her to go back to his. If she was to reject this offer, the hours he had spent on his own in the bar would have pointless.

****

Arriving back at the apartment, the woman pushed him on to the couch and immediately straddled him. During the time at the bar, he had found her to be slightly boring- self centred. Most men such as Leo would fuck her there and then, but Drake as much as he wanted revenge on Riley he felt guilty. There were doubts whether he should carry on or not.

“How about we watch a movie?” He suggested. “How old are we, five?”

“Listen, Madeleine. I’d love to do more, but we’ve both been drinking. Sober up first, then we can do more.” Keep her sweet.

“You’re lucky that I’m here in this hovel. You are below my standards. Why won’t you just fuck me?” Hovel? Below your standards? I don’t fuck blondes, I prefer brunettes- I’m using you, you bimbo. Hearing the door open, he didn’t realise that it was that time already.

“Oh, baby. I’m going to fuck you so hard tonight.” Madeleine was confused with his sudden change of attitude- turning her head towards the door, she saw Riley. Not giving two fucks about having an audience he forced a kiss upon her cherry flavoured lips- it was demanding, and he was filling her mouth. Their tongues curled against each other.

“Shit. I’m sorry, I didn’t know that you had a guest. I’ll just go to my room.” Looking at the two of them, she felt a pang of jealousy. Not knowing why, she wasn’t in a relationship with Drake. They had a mutual agreement that they hated each other. Why wouldn’t he pull? He looks more handsome when he makes an effort.

“Good!” Drake snapped, before placing sloppy kisses onto Madeleine.

“Oh babe, I hope that you’re on contraception. You know, he’s had that many girls here recently- he’s ran out of condoms.” Madeleine broke the kiss. Seeing Riley smile at her then shrug her shoulders- the blonde wondered what was going on between Drake and Riley.

“She’s lying. She’s the one that has used them all- she’s just jealous because she wants my cock... but don’t worry baby- my cock is for you tonight.” Madeleine licked her lips, as he said this. Wishing that the gooseberry would disappear- she thrust up against his erection as she kissed his neck seductively.

“Drake, if I wanted your little wiener- I would have it. Enjoy your night you two!”

****

Riley laid in bed twiddling her thumbs, Drake had been fucking the blonde around the kitchen for a good twenty minutes or so. She knew that this was real unlike her prank, she was more annoyed that he had broken his own rule. He never asked her permission, neither did she- but that wasn’t the point. He had gone against his own rule, and she was frustrated due to this. Knowing that the two of them were distracted - she gathered a few of her belongings and snuck into Drake’s room.

“Perfect.” She giggled to herself. Sneaking back into her room, she put her headphones in- hoping to block the echoing noises out.

Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did

Ha, time for a little revenge 🎵

****

“How about we take this to my room? Do you think you could handle it more?” Eurghhh god, please say no. I think I’ve got my revenge now.

“You do realise that I’m using you? Just for sex?”

“Same. I don’t even like blondes. I’m imagining that you’re something but blonde.”

“Oh, how nice of you to tell me. I keep imagining that you’re a millionaire- it’s a good job that you have a big cock because if not it wouldn’t be worth my time!”

Walking towards his room, Madeleine reached into her purse- pulling out another condom. Drake provided her with a fake smirk.

“What’s the smirk for? If a certain imbecile had condoms, I wouldn’t need to use all of mine.” Providing him with a serious tone of voice, he wasn’t sure if he could be bothered continuing the night with her.

Opening the door, he was grateful that he had kept his room tidy for this unexpected one night stand. Even though it was revenge, he didn’t think he would actually succeed in pulling it off. In the back of his mind, there was still a slight percentage of guilt.

“What the fuck?”

“All of this isn’t mine....I swear.” Fucking Riley. Even though he was embarrassed with the state of his room, in a way he was grateful- he couldn’t fuck Madeleine anymore. Her sex drive was too high for someone who was clearly not her type.

“This is such a turn off. See ya around, Damien.”

“It’s Drake.”

“Whatever. Enjoy cuddling Hello Kitty.” Picking up all the teddy’s that Riley had neatly arranged in his room- as well as the random Barbies in between, he dumped them outside of her room. She’s good, damn. When will she give me a break?

****

The morning after, Drake was up before Riley- making some coffee, he poured the hot liquid into two mugs.

“Hey, there’s a coffee there for you. Thanks for redecorating my room by the way. How did you know that I loved Barbie and Hello Kitty? Oh, and the teddy bears- that was such a sweet idea. However, I smell a big fat fail....” Ignoring him, she was frantically looking for her favourite bra. Slamming the washing machine, she was frustrated beyond words. She knew that she brought it with her when she had moved in.

“What’s up with you?”

“Have you seen a red and black bra? It’s like my favourite bra, and it was so expensive. I can’t find it anywhere.”

“Oh yeah. You know that blonde? I kind of ripped her bra off, I broke it. I was that eager to suck on her tits. So when she left, I gave her yours. You won’t mind though, because it’s only a bra.”

“It’s fucking La Perla! How could you do that to me? Do you know the price tag of their underwear?”

“Do you know the price tag of Tom Ford aftershave?”

“Yeah, the aftershave that I replaced before I went to work yesterday. As well as buying some whiskey for you. I wanted to make amends.” Looking down towards the floor, she made her way back to her room. A moment later, she returned with the items that she had bought him.

“Here. I’m going to get ready to go out for the day.”

“I just wanted a bit of payback. Thank you for replacing my aftershave. I hope the pranks were worth it, but you also need to replace some other items. Not the condoms though. I can live without them. Unless you need them?” Knowing that he was referring to the items from the bathroom, she had a little giggle to herself. Thinking about her and Daniel doing that, she knew now was the time to come clean about her friends true identity.

“Drake, the guy that came over....”

“Daniel.” He snapped back, knowing full well what his name was- he couldn’t ignore her moaning his name.

“Yes, Daniel. We didn’t have sex, it was fake. We didn’t even touch each other. He’s gay. I wouldn’t disrespect my roommate like that. I’m a prankster. I’m sorry for being a bitch. I’ll find you a cheaper bra that you can give away if she comes back.” He’s gay. What the fuck? They are both good actors. Fuck. I did the ‘same’. I disrespected her.

“I’m glad that he’s gay...” shit why have I said that? “ I had sex with her to get revenge on you and Daniel. But it’s not revenge. Because you didn’t do that. I’m so sorry. She’s not my type, and I don’t think that I was hers. I couldn’t wait to pull out. It meant nothing, if anything it was torture.” Nervously laughing, he felt bad that he had done the deed and that she didn’t. Riley didn’t want to hear his excuses, they weren’t friends- they were roommates. If he wanted to be in a relationship, or have one night stands she wouldn’t be a burden. She had no right to be.

“Don’t worry I’ll replace them. Size small. See you later.”

“Riley! I need extra large. Thanks.” Rolling her eyes back, she shook her head.

“I’ve seen plenty of cocks in my life. All men exaggerate the size of it. I’ll get you medium- as a compromise.”

*****

Riley had spent the day catching up with a few old friends; having a stroll around Central Park, grabbing some lunch and doing some retail therapy. Doing this made her feel relaxed, and grateful that she had such amazing friends. Later on that night, she had arranged to meet Daniel for a few drinks as they were both off work. It was unusual for the two of them to be off on the same night, so they were going to take full advantage. Walking through the apartment, she cursed herself for forgetting to pick up some condoms as she had promised Drake. Hearing the door open, Drake turned the tv off and jumped up from the sofa.

“Hey!” He shouted enthusiastically. Riley backed away from him slightly, wondering if he had a twin brother- a nice person.

“Erm. Hi, what’s up with you? No insult?” Taking her high heels off, her feet were throbbing- she was still waiting for Drake to elaborate as to why he was showing a bit of niceness towards her. It won’t last long, she thought to herself. Sitting down on the couch, she massaged her feet, if she knew that Lola and Beth wanted to walk around Central Park, she would have worn more sensible footwear.

“I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier - about making amends. I actually wrote you a letter....”

“You did?”

“Yeah, except I lost it. Then I found it and you pissed me off so I screwed it up and put it in the trash.” Nodding, she really wasn’t acknowledging what he wanted to say.

“Don’t you want to know what I wrote in the letter?” Can I tell her the truth? Come on Drake, just tell her.

“I can already guess.... ‘Dear, Riley. I hate you. The end.’ The feelings mutual Drake. But I’ll be civil until you can find another roommate.”

“Yeah that’s what it said.” Lying, he didn’t want to tell her the truth after her sarcastic response. The truth also including that he couldn’t stop thinking about her. “Until I find another roommate?” He questioned, looking confused.

“Yeah. Leo and Liv said they was desperate to find someone to live with you so that Leo didn’t have to pay rent. Pretty selfish of them, I’d say. My old roommate had decided to move out of the city, I couldn’t afford the rent on my own. I was just going to move in with Daniel and his boyfriend Maxwell until I found somewhere. So, here I am. Until you find someone. Someone that you actually like.”

“I see.” Not really knowing what else to say, he didn’t want to hate her. He wanted to get to know her more. Possibly more than roommates. “Shall we start over? Watch some tv? Have a few drinks and a take out?” Asking nervously, he didn’t know how she would react to his suggestion. Wishing he had the balls to suggest his original plan that he had wrote down in the letter- he just couldn’t do it.

“Thanks but no thanks.”

“Would this change your mind?” Riley opened the bag, inside there was her ‘missing’ bra- as well as another set. Her heart sunk, now knowing that his words were sincere. Now realising that maybe, he could have had a long thought about the way he had acted towards her. Drake wasn’t the only guilty party in this, she knew that she wasn’t exactly an angel. Believing that she would have forgiven him for just returning her bra, she was unsure as to why he had treat her to an extra present.

“I lied, I didn’t give your bra away. I’m not a bastard, Riley. If you don’t like the other bra and the erm.....” Seeing him become flustered, not able to discuss the item in the bag- she bit her lip attempting to not laugh. In the back of her mind she wondered how he got on actually purchasing the items.

“Thong...”

“Yeah that... the receipt is in the bag. You can take it back. I won’t be offended. I meant what I said, I want to make amends. To be honest, I’m fed up of your shit. So. Shall we start over?”

“Sure, I’d love to.”

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 6

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Drake x Riley, Leo x Olivia.

*Characters belong to Pixelberry*

Warnings: swearing, sex/foreplay mention, jealousy, mention of death.

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****

“Why do you want to know?” Olivia asked, prior to his unexpected arrival- she had been teasing Riley about seeing Liam. Now she was debating about what to do. Allow him to go to the apartment and most likely see her best friend fucking her arch-enemy? Or to just continue to lie.

“Well I’m in the ‘neighbourhood’, I thought I could catch up with her.”

“Why the flowers? Are you coming back to woo her?”

“No. She never seemed to be interested, but I believe that we are friends. My office has given me the opportunity to move back here.”

“I’ll call her. See what she is doing.” Leo nudged his fiancée, shaking his head. He didn’t want to be in the middle of his best friend and brother fighting over the same girl.

“I thought she didn’t live here anymore?” Pausing, he knew that she was lying in the first place. “It’s fine Liv, I’ll probably see her at the joint bachelor and bachelorette party tomorrow?”

“I hope so! She’s my maid of honour!” Liam arrived back to his home town, returning with a few hidden secrets. Secrets that he felt he could only tell the one woman that talked to him for hours up on end. Riley. The main secret that involved her.

****

The morning after, Riley woke up entangled in Drake’s limbs. They had slept together again, twice in one night to be precise. Even though they had agreed for it to just be casual sex, both of them had grown feelings that neither of them would expose to the other. Sitting up, she decided to sneak away to take a shower.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“I’m taking a shower. Am I allowed to do that?”

“Of course you are. I just thought that we could have a lazy morning before the madness of tonight.”

“Are you usually this clingy with your ‘fuck buddies’?” Her eyebrows rose up, waiting for him to elaborate. He felt as if his heart was about to jump straight out of his chest.

“No.... erm... just with my roomies...”

“Oh so you did this with, Leo?”

“No! I...”

“I’m winding you up, Drake. It was just sex remember.”

That smirk, she’s being sarcastic. I can’t let her think that I want more when she clearly doesn’t want the same. It’s just casual sex, I suggested that after all.

*****

Drake really couldn’t be bothered with Leo’s bachelor party. Leo and Olivia had asked guests to meet them at the bar near to their house- then they would go their separate ways. Instead Drake decided to delay to two of them- the less time they spent at the bachelor and bachelorette party, the more time they could spend together.

“What the fuck? Drake!” Hearing Riley scream, he smirked. You’re not the only one who can pull pranks, darling.

“What’s up?” Walking into her room, he witnessed her covered in flour- the flour that he had placed above her wardrobe. He knew the minute she opened it, she would be a mess.

“You’re a fucking jerk! Why would you do this to me?”

“Why would you do all the pranks that you do? Chill out, Riley.” Pushing her way past him, she was beyond furious. Needing to shower again, they were cutting it fine time wise.

An hour later, Riley appeared in the lounge- scowling at him. I look like shit, whispering to herself. On a night out, she would spend two hours doing her hair, and at least an hour doing her make up.

“Liv is going to kill me! I’m late.”

“Fuck her.”

“It’s not funny Drake! I’m the maid of honour and I can’t even show up on time.” Struggling to clasp the necklace, Drake walked behind her. Offering his assistance.

“You scrub up well.”

“Thanks arsehole.”

“No need to be nasty. I’ll help you.” Kissing her neck, he couldn’t resist in delaying them even longer.

“Drake! Stop fucking about! You know what, forget the necklace. Let’s go!”

“Or we could forget tonight in general?”

“You’ll want to go, there’s a stripper. Come on I’m going to get a slit throat.”

****

Riley kept looking at her watch, panic began to run through her veins. No cabs had stopped for them, as of yet.

“I may as well order my coffin...”

“Stop being so dramatic. You’re drinking in a bar. Not as if you have an appointment.”

“You don’t get it do you? I’m the second most important person of the bridal party and I can’t even show up on time.” Yeah, and? She’s a bridezilla anyway- Drake thought to himself. Finally a cab stopped for them, and they jumped in.

Drake noticed that Olivia was constantly ringing, making things worse they were now in a traffic jam. Placing his hand on to her thigh, he hoped that she would relax a bit. Or maybe it would raise her blood pressure a bit more? He didn’t care, any excuse to be close to her.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Shhh, just relax...” Turning on to his side, he roamed his hand along her thigh- in a slow motion whilst providing a seductive grin.

“Don’t you dare!”

“Don’t I dare do what? This?” Forcing her pants to the side, he inserted his fingers- immediately feeling how she felt about this unexpected gesture. She could deny it all she wanted, but her body’s reaction told the truth. “So wet for me, again...”

“Drake... please.... stop...”

“Why? Aren’t you enjoying it?”

“You’re a fucking jerk, you know I am! Fuck...” Gripping on to his arm, she wasn’t sure if she could hold it in anymore. Biting her lip, his increased movements made it hard to remain quiet.

“I’m going to cum... FUCKKK!”

“Hey! What’s going off back there.” Drake burst out laughing knowing that they’d been caught with Riley’s facial expression as she came down from her high. “GET OUT NOW! IF I SEE YOU TWO AGAIN, ILL NOT BE SO NICE!” Following the cab drivers commands, Riley wished that she could just rewind to this morning and start the day off again.

“We could just go home?”

“Why the fuck would you do that? We’re going to have to walk and it’s miles away!”

“Worth it though... right? Fuck buddy.” Riley decided to ignore him, setting the sat nav up on her phone it was a twenty minute walk. Whilst trying to figure to out which direction to head towards, a cab sped past them- hitting the puddle that was caused by a burst pipe.

“You have to be fucking kidding me? I hate you right now, Drake!”

“No you don’t.” Kissing her passionately, he believed that there was no need to rush- they was already late.

“I think it’s that way, are you coming or what?”

“I thought it was you was ‘cumming’?” Winking at her, she stormed off refusing to acknowledge his previous comment.

****

Arriving fashionably late, Riley headed straight towards Olivia - feeling guilty that she was late.

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“We couldn’t get a cab. Then there was traffic. Then a massive burst pipe.”

“What down your legs?” Riley looked down onto her skirt, fuck. “He fingered you didn’t he? That’s why you was late!”

“Don’t be fucking stupid! What do you take me for? We had to walk and a cab splashed me.” Not a lie. But fuck. I’ve got a stain.

Leo overheard the raised voices, as did the other men.

“Stop fucking lying Riley! I know exactly why you was late.”

“I’ve told you fucking why! Do you need me to reiterate it?”

“No because it’s a lie. I know the truth and I’m going to vomit!”

“Fuck I’ve never heard them argue like that. Maybe we should get some popcorn?” Leo suggested, whilst laughing.

“I’m sure they can both handle themselves.” Liam knew for a fact that they had these type of arguments in the past. It would be a short time of raised voices, then they would drink and make up.

“Yeah, come on. Let’s sneak out. We have a stripper waiting!” Drake decided to intervene, Leo pulled him back towards them attempting to drag him away.

“What are you doing? Do you really want to enter the battlefield?”

“Yeah just to root for, Riley.” Just to make sure that she is okay.

“I’m sure, Mr Boomtastic. Come on. Stripper time!”

“I’ll be one minute.”

****

The situation had calmed down slightly, there was now a silent argument with Olivia and Riley providing each other with death stares.

“Fuck off Walker, women only.”

“Are you okay, Riley?” Ignoring Olivia, he placed his arm around her waist- looking at her concerned. Deep down, he knew that he was the reason for the two of them having this argument- but also believed that Olivia was acting over dramatically.

“Of course she is. Now do one.”

“I’m fine, Drake. See you later.”

“For round two? Or maybe you could both sneak off to the toilets for quickly?”

“We hate each other Olivia!” Regretting what she said, she felt Drake leave a distance between the two of them. The feelings towards him was quite the opposite, of what she had just expressed.

“Walker?”

“What she said....” Lying, he couldn’t inform the women about his true feelings-instead deciding to change the subject. “Why are you always such a bitch, Olivia?”

“Drake!”

The complexion from his face drained as he heard that distinctive voice.

“Bonjour handsome. Fancy seeing you here.”

“Kiara.” Gritting his teeth, he saw Riley’s face grimace. Of course Kiara would have been there, it had slipped his mind.

“And you are?”

“Um... I’m Riley, Olivia’s maid of honour.”

“You won’t be if you continue letting me down!”

“Oh you’re the infamous, Riley. The roommate from hell. You look so innocent.” Roommate from hell. The fucking mug more like.

“Yeah, that’s me. Excuse me.” Oh great, she turns up late then runs off, tonight is going to be a disaster- Olivia believed, she knew there were many reasons as to why she hated Drake Walker. This was now an added reason- changing her friends attitude.

****

Drake warned Kiara to be nice to people in future, running after Riley- he hoped that she was alright. Risking walking into the women’s restroom he didn’t care.

“What Kiara said....”

“Was the truth? But what I don’t understand is why you would discuss about my life with someone who is a stranger to me. What I do is nobody’s business.”

“You pissed me off when you first arrived, okay. You are a living hell, but you’re...” my living hell. “Nevermind. She asked if I needed another roommate after Leo left.”

“All you had to say was yes, remember I’m not there long term! My business is nothing to do with her- or anyone for that matter.”

Topping her lipstick and mascara up, Drake snuggled into her, knowing that he was slightly in the wrong. “Get your hands off of me. I just need time to think.”

“Riley. Please.”

“No, Drake! I would never talk about you to someone who you never knew. Especially not to an ex or a fuck buddy.”

“So that’s what’s pissing you off. Because you’ve met a sort of ex. Are you jealous?”

“Don’t patronise me! You demanded just casual sex, I gave you that. Have you told her about that too? Told her what position I like? Told her what turns me on the most? Told her how many times I cum?”

“What if I have?” Narrowing her eyes towards him, she didn’t want an elaboration on that. The sooner tonight was over, the better. “Goodbye, Drake.”

****

Drake eventually made his way to join the men, feeling guilty for upsetting Riley. At the time he didn’t see the issue, with him explaining to his colleague/his ex/his fuck buddy about his new roommate. In a gaze, he wasn’t aware of the stripper stood right in front of them butt naked grinding on Leo. Standing in the back of the room, he sipped a whiskey- and another. Liam was close by doing the same actions.

“Have you seen the jugs on her?” Leo licked his lips as his said this, hoping to turn Drakes frown upset down.

“No. I’m not bothered. Liam doesn’t seem that bothered either.”

“What is up with you two? It’s like being in a morgue! Come on! It’s my bachelor party!”

“Ya know what Leo, I’m going to head home.”

“Walker! You have to be kidding me? Is this some kind of joke?”

“No.. I’m not feeling too good. Besides I think you can survive without me being here.” Referring to the stripper, Leo rolled his eyes back now knowing that Drake was actually ditching him.

“Your loss, Walker!” Drake shrugged his shoulders as he left, feeling slightly guilty about leaving Liam playing gooseberry. They are Rys’s they’ll work their charm all night, he thought in the back of his mind. Whenever he went out with Leo in the past, he was always left alone and he could predict the same would happen tonight if he had stayed.

****

Sneaking back into the apartment, the light was on- so he knew that Riley was back. Prematurely, he believed. Olivia was a night owl and he assumed Riley would be the same as she worked in a bar. Clearly not tonight. Gulping, he was unsure as to what to do. Check in on her or go to sleep? Helping himself to a whiskey, he had the Dutch courage to speak to her- if she would allow him to.

“Riley?”

“What?”

“Can I come in?”

“No. I’m trying to get to sleep. Goodnight.” Ignoring what she had said, he decided to interrupt her privacy and walk straight into her room.

“I believe that your room is next door.”

“I’m just making sure that you’re okay. Stop being so fucking stubborn.” Thinking back to her experience of the night, maybe she was being stubborn. Maybe not.

“I’m fine, Drake. You can go to bed.”

“You don’t seem it.” Sneaking under the duvet, he laid next to her. “Tell me what’s on your mind. Did you have a good night?”

“Drake’s good in bed isn’t he, Riley?” Riley nearly chocked on the champagne, due to Kiara’s random comment.

“I’ve had better.” Snapping back, if truth be told she knew that she was lying to herself.

“How many times have you slept with him?” Why does she care? This is a bachelorette party. Not the Kiara show. Or discussing Drake Walker’s cock as if we are on Loose Women.

“One.” Lying she couldn’t be bothered disclosing information about her sex life. Tonight was about Olivia.

“Yeah and we heard you!” No you didn’t, you heard the fake sex! I just wish that everyone would just shut up.

“Can we just change the subject? Tonight is your night, Liv.” Raising the champagne flute into the air, Riley hoped that this would be the end of it after her brief speech. Or so she believed. Whilst everybody else was engaged in conversation, Kiara sat next to her. Feeling suffocated with her presence, Riley had wished that she had gatecrashed the bachelor party instead.

“Looks like I’ve got competition, we will have to have Drake on a rota.” Winking towards Riley, she wasn’t sure if the woman was joking or not.

“I’m nobody’s second best, Kiara. It was a one time thing.” Attempting to convince herself that she didn’t care, deep down she was hurt. It was as if Kiara was stabbing a knife right into her heart. Herself and Drake wasn’t a couple, at times they weren’t even friends. But now the more time they spent together, there was growing feelings.

“So if I came to yours and fucked him senseless, you wouldn’t mind?”

“No, why would I? We are just roommates. He’s already brought a stranger back with him.”

“Maybe we should get to know each other better, Riley. I’ll be seeing you more often most likely.” Kiara stood up, and kissed her on the cheek before making her way over towards the bar. Riley sipped the champagne slowly, retrieving her phone out of her clutch bag- she sent an urgent text.

SOS!!! Please give me a good excuse to get out of this bachelorette party xo

Thinking of ways to get out of it, without Olivia potentially murdering her- she was relieved when her phone lit up.

Ri, you and I both know that’s not possible- she will kill you. It can’t be that bad? Xx

It is, I’ll explain at work tomorrow. I might suddenly have a sickness bug brewing! 🤢 xo

You’ll survive! Just tell them to fuck off! Looking forward to hearing about it tomorrow😂... see you at half five. Love ya loads xx

“Besides the awkwardness, yes. You know Olivia, everything has to be perfect- The champagne was flowing. What about you?”

“Awkwardness? You mean, Kiara. It was pretty boring, Leo took full advantage of the stripper.”

“Yes, Kiara. I’m actually surprised that Olivia allowed him to have a stripper. He will be playing it down.” Drake silently agreed, having a little laugh to himself- grateful that he wasn’t in Leo’s shoes.

“What is your relationship with Kiara? Is it just casual sex like us? She suggested that we have you on a rota. Share you. I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

“Look at me. Please.” Turning around, she couldn’t look him in the eyes- she didn’t want to mimic a waterfall. “I might sound like a jerk, like I use women for sex then dump them until I need to release again. But I’m single. I didn’t see the issue of doing that until now. Kiara works with me. We know each other, she’s always liked me more than a colleague. More than a friend. The feelings aren’t mutual. She was happy just having sex every so often.” Taking a deep breath, he knew that this was the perfect opportunity to tell her the truth about how he felt about her. But he couldn’t. He already felt as if he had blown any chance of being with her with how upset she was. “ I meant what I said, the first time we slept together was amazing. You’re amazing when you aren’t playing practical jokes. At this moment in time, you’re my best friend as well as my roommate. Ignore Kiara, she’s winding you up- to get to you, but she’s a really nice girl once you get to know her. For me she’s just not girlfriend material.”

“Okay.” With Riley’s one worded response after he word vomited, he decided it was best to leave. He could already tell that she was deep in concentration as her eyebrows furrowed.

“Goodnight, Riley. I hope that we are okay?”

“Sure we are, we’re just roommates.”

****

The morning after Drake knew that Riley was upset, he knew that he didn’t want to see her like that. He had grown fond of her, even began to start loving her after their time together. Thinking about everything regarding their talk, he tried to put himself in her situation. Believing that he would also have doubts, possibly feel jealous- it was time to make amends. Again. Leaving the apartment at noon, he decided to go for a bit of retail therapy- feeling the need to treat Riley, to make her not feel like second best.

****

Eventually waking up late in the day, it wasn’t because she was hungover or tired. Riley had spent hours, just thinking about her life. Wondering where it was leading to. During this time, she had heard Drake leave the apartment twice. Knowing that she hadn’t heard him return, she took the opportunity to get up and make something to eat.

As she walked into the lounge, her eyes widened.

Hey, sleepyhead. I really don’t want things to be awkward between us. I’m sorry. I’ve gone to the gym, when I get back I was hoping that you’d be awake and that you’ll join me for dinner later on. Not as a date, just as two friends- two roommates, having some food together.

Peering into the bags, her jaw went wide. Seeing a Chanel dress and bracelet along with the flowers and chocolate on the table- she felt the need to throttle him. Not because she was ungrateful, but just for the simple fact that he didn’t need to do this. He didn’t need to spend a fortune on her every time she became upset. Wondering if he treat any other woman this way, she wasn’t sure what to think. Hearing the door opening, she regretted looking like shit. The need to jump into his arms and thank him was there lingering in her mind. Drake nervously opened the door, not knowing if she had de-fused herself from her bed- not knowing how she would react.

“Hi.” She whispered, acknowledging his presence. Oh fuck why is she crying?

“Hey, are you okay?” Running the short distance towards him, she leapt into his arms forcing his duffel bag to fall off his shoulders and on to the floor. Inhaling the sweat surrounding him she didn’t care.

“Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me. You deserve it.” Holding on to her tight, he didn’t want to let her go.

“You could have just bought me some wine, or a big fat greasy takeaway. I’m easily pleased. So, thank you.”

“Now you tell me.” They both laughed whilst still holding on to each other. “I need to shower, I stink. Get ready and we’ll go out.” Removing herself from his embrace, he picked up his bag and placed his clothes into the washing machine.

“Drake... I’m actually due at work soon. I changed my shift last week, I’m sorry.”

“Oh, I didn’t know. Maybe another time then?”

“Yeah, sure.” Turning around, secretly she did a celebratory jig- hoping that he wasn’t aware of this.

“Or I could come with you? Then we could go out afterwards?”

“Works really boring... I’m not sure you’d wanna hang out there for hours. I could meet you when I’ve finished instead?”

“You work in a bar. As long as there’s whiskey, I’ll be fine.” As long as I’m with you, it’ll be worth it.

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 4

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

Drake x Riley

Leo x Olivia

Warnings: Swearing, tension, smut, C WORD BOMB 💣

A/N- So I spoke to Paige, she published a one shot with her characters doing a truth and dare scene. We wrote it at the same time, and I reached out as I panicked that people would assume that I’ve used her idea. It’s totally different, just a similar idea and Paige is fine with it- best friends and great minds think alike 😆

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******

The four friends sat in silence, every so often the two men would glance over to the television to watch the NFL match that had been muted by Olivia.

“Will you two stop giving each other dagger eyes.” Gradually getting frustrated, the red head broke the silence.

“Or are they ‘fuck me eyes’ in disguise?” Leo sniggered to himself as he stirred the pot.

“No!” Riley and Drake both shouted in unison- unable to look at each other. Both afraid about how the other would respond if they caught each other’s attention.

“How about we play a game? Truth or dare? If you refuse to answer, or do the dare you have to have three shots.” Leo suggested, trying to create less of a morbid atmosphere.

“You know I’m up for any dare, Leo. Besides I’m the most honest person around.” As Riley said this, Olivia suggested that the two of them got the drinks together.

“What is up with you?”

“He’s a fucking cunt, Olivia. How could you do this to me?”

“Yes he is a ‘c u next Tuesday’... but if we told you that- you wouldn’t have moved in and Leo would still have to pay his bills.” Throwing her hands in the air, she was hoping that Drake would refuse to participate. Wishing that possibly he would get that drunk that he passed out somewhere. Riley whispered everything that Drake had said to her since her arrival, accepting some of the blame- Olivia’s eyes widened.

“Ri, stick this in Drake’s drink.”

“I can’t spike him....”

“You hate him right?” Riley looked towards the floor, then towards him. Her now glistening baby blues remained focus on him for a while, whilst he was distracted with Leo. “Oh god you like him don’t you?”

“No, I hate him. You do it. But if it backfires....”

“Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare say anything to me. If he does, you know what weapons I carry around with me.”

****

The match had finished, so Drake caught up with Leo about what had happened since he had moved out. During their conversation, Drake became distracted overhearing the two women whisper- his ear began to slightly burn.

“Why are they whispering?”

“They are women. Why are you bothered?”

“I’m not bothered. I can’t stand either of them.” Leo noticed that Drakes gaze was focused onto Riley. Waving his hand in front of Drake, he didn’t flinch.

“You like her...”

“What?”

“You like Riley. See it was a good idea me moving out.”

“Leo, I fucking hate her! She turned the tv over! Even you didn’t do that!”

“Whatever. Drake and Riley, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G... first comes the hate. Then comes love, then comes.....”

“Shut the fuck up! Right now.” Leo noticed his friend turn a different shade of colour. He was blushing- even if he wouldn’t dare admit it to himself, never mind anyone else.

“Aw why? Lighten up, Walker. If you like her, just tell her- just saying....”

****

“Here Walker, whiskey on the rocks.” Olivia gave him the drink- wearing a smirk. Riley sat nervously on the floor, knowing that she was a dead woman.

“Thanks Nevrakis. So who’s starting?”

“Me!” Olivia shouted. “Riley- truth or dare?”

“Truth. I’m always up for a dare, but I’ll let you losers do that for a change.”

“Do you like Drake more than a roomie?” Pausing for a while, she stared at Olivia- her eyes pleaded for her friend to change the question immediately. However she didn’t. Drake noticed the look, deep down he wondered if she did like him.

“Tick tock, roomie.”

“Fuck you Drake. I hate you. So there’s your answer Livvy.”

“Drake same question...”

“She hates me.”

“I didn’t ask you if she hated you or not. Answer now.”

“Yeah, Drake. Tick tock, roomie...”

“Fuck you, Riley. I hate you too.”

“You both said ‘fuck you’ why not actually just fuck each other?”

“Why don’t you just fuck him Leo? You know what, I’m actually going to head out- I promised to go out with Daniel.”

“You didn’t tell me! Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because Drake, what I do with my life is nothing to do with you.”

“Before these two came, we were going to watch tv- make amends.”

“Yeah, and who fucked those plans up? You! I don’t want to talk to you, I don’t want to make amends with you. Maybe these two could help you find a new roomie? Seen as though they put you in this shit in the first place. See ya later guys.”

“Don’t go!” Drake pleaded, everyone looked at him shocked.

“Drake, for once I actually agree with you. Ri, don’t leave me with these two!”

“I’m sure you’ll be fine Liv. I’ll see you tomorrow at Macy’s at eleven.” Drake shot out of his seat, not knowing why he wanted to stop her from going.

“Don’t go.” Holding onto her arm, he hoped that she would change her mind.

“Get the fuck off of me!”

“Please. Don’t go. I’m sorry for being a jerk before....you can even watch sex and the city.”

“How much have you had to drink?” Believing that she had to ask the question, due to the change of attitude.

“Too much, I nearly had a full bottle whilst you was in the shower.” Shrugging his shoulders, he sounded like a potential alcoholic. “Please... stay. I’ll get rid of those two. You’re so... beau...fuck!”

“What?”

“What did you do to him?” Leo bounded over wondering why Drake was slurring his words- as long as Leo had known him Drake Walker could drink anyone under the table. “Why has he got a hard on?”

“I need to go. Olivia maybe you should come with me?”

“Liv?” Leo demanded to know what was happening to his friend, as his fiancée stood cackling like a wicked witch.

“He has been a cunt, so we - sorry, I slipped viagra in his drink.”

“Drake, I’m so sorry...”

“Don’t apologise to him, Riley! He deserves it.”

“Is this revenge for me kissing you before?”

“You kissed her?” Leo couldn’t keep up with the four way conversation, his brain was about to explode.

“No - he kissed her neck, teased her. All to get the remote off of her.”

“I didn’t tease her, she wasn’t exactly wanting me to kiss her....” running out of the apartment, she couldn’t allow Drake to see how she really felt about his touches.

“Oh really? Why has she just ran out then?” Drake knew she was pissed with him, now fully aware that his actions had clearly affected her.

“Why didn’t you stop her?”

“She’s not your property Drake... she’ll be back, soon. Or so you hope!”

****

Riley was contemplating just showing up at Daniel’s, but didn’t want to be a burden. Instead she went for a walk, not knowing if she dare return ‘home’.

After a few hours, she made her way back- hoping that Leo and Liv had gone home and that Drake was asleep.

“Hey, what are you two still doing here?”

“Well we couldn’t leave without knowing that you was safe. Do you not check your messages?”

“It’s dead. Sorry. Erm, it’s late- why don’t you two take my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch. Where’s Drake?”

“Leo tucked him in bed. The viagra wore off quite quickly.”

“He’s going to make my life hell. Why did I agree to it?”

“You’ll have to make it up to him in the morning... before we go to Macy’s? Wedding planning will get your mind off of him.”

“So the wanderer returns.” Drake leaned against the wall, relieved that she had returned in one piece.

“And the zombie arises.” Leo laughed as he pat his friend on the shoulder.

“I couldn’t sleep knowing that she was wandering around the city on her own. I messaged Daniel on Facebook to see if she was there. She wasn’t.”

“Can you stop interfering in my life! Do not. I repeat, do not ever contact my friends again.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m allowed to worry about my roommate.”

“Yeah, Ri. He was the same with me. Don’t take it personal. How about we finish the game off?”

“Sounds good, get me a drink!”

Pulling Riley to the side, she couldn’t look at him- he was playing with her emotions but she wouldn’t admit that. Tilting her chin, he wanted her to have eye contact with him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Apology accepted. Don’t ever touch me again.”

“You are more important than a match. I am truly sorry, Riley.” Yeah seems it arsehole. That why you acted like a fucking goddamn child.

“Whatever Drake. Don’t worry, when there are matches on, I’ll leave the city. Are you joining in? It’s rude to leave the guests- even though they unexpectedly turned up without a warning.” Drake nodded, placing his arm around her waist- he guided her towards the living area. Usually Riley would have forced a man off of her, however she didn’t have the energy to do this. She was annoyed that he had touched her, after she quite clearly requested for him not to.

“Licking ya wounds Walker? Have you both made up? We’ve lost hours of drinking time.”

“I’ve told her that she’s more important that a match. She’s my roommate, we have to look after each other - not piss each other off...” As Drake said this, his focus never left Riley. Leo and Olivia looked between the two of them.

“Right, so back to truth or dare. But just the dare part. There’s a new app, it automatically gives you dares. I’ll start with Olivia.... ‘kiss the person to your right for two minutes.’ Pucker up baby.” Riley and Drake both grimaced watching Olivia force her tongue down Leo’s neck. Breaking the kiss, Leo laughed at the dare for Riley.

“Ri, straddle the person to the left of you- and thrust against them for three minutes.”

“No fucking chance. Try again.”

“I thought you was up for any dare...” Leo questioned with a smirk.

“Yes, any dare but that. Especially not with him.”

“Well the next dare is ‘allow the person to the left of you to touch your breasts/penis for ten minutes’ so what will it be?” Closing her eyes, she decided to go with the first option. She threw a leg over his body and began straddling him.

“You don’t have to do this.” Drake whispered as she thrust against him. “I’d rather do this than have you fondle with my breasts.” Thrusting against him, she closed her eyes- this is the longest three minutes ever. Feeling his arms circle her hips, he guided her- deep down he wished it was real. So did his penis, as it soon became hard. “Sorry.”

“It’s natural. Don’t worry. Is the time up?”

“Oh shit, I forgot to do the timer.”

“Leo!”

“Sorry, I’m drunk. A few more minutes won’t hurt. Start....”

“This is so fucking awkward...” Mainly referring to her breasts being in front of him, getting closer to his chest with every movement she made.

“Tell me about it. I’m getting cramp...”

“Stand up...”

“Why? I’ll have to drink again. I don’t think my liver could take it.”

“Do you trust me?”

“No.”

“Well trust me....” Standing up, she couldn’t figure out what he had planned. Placing his hand in to hers, it felt as if a bolt of electricity was running through her veins. Tightening the grip, he winked at her- as he led her out of the living area.

“Where are you going?” Olivia asked as she abruptly stood up to follow them.

“I’m taking Riley to my bed. This dare has got me feeling all horny. Why don’t you two go to bed. I’m having this one to myself all night...” Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around him- keeping up appearances. Kicking the door, he placed her on the ground and slammed his door shut. “What now?”

“Just pretend that we have gone to bed, no more dares. There’s booze in the bottom drawer. Once they’ve gone to bed, we can decide on sleeping arrangements.”

“We both know that you’re not horny. We both know that you are a pair of pussy’s who can’t handle dares. I’m disappointed - especially in you, Riley.”

“You better be sucking his cock... if not come out you scaredy-cats! Or I’ll come and get you both!”

“They won’t come in to my personal space...” Drake said with a confident smirk.

“You clearly don’t know them that well...” Hearing the doorknob turn, Riley dragged Drake towards the bed- pulling him on top of her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her eyes pleaded for him to trust her as she did him.

“Maybe I was wrong?” Leo waved his hands in the air in defeat.

“Get out, Leo!”

“Yes, ma’am... enjoy you two...” Watching Leo leave, Riley immediately pushed him off of her.

“I don’t believe that you two are actually going to fuck... not until I hear it anyway...”

A mischievous grin formed on to her face, as she pulled Drake closer to her to whisper in his ear.

****

Olivia and Leo sat in the lounge, twiddling their thumbs. They both knew that there was a love/hate relationship brewing. They both knew that the two of them wouldn’t admit it. They both knew that the two of them wouldn’t sleep with each other due to the disguised feelings. Both Drake and Riley were stubborn.

“Oh... Drake! You make me so wet.....”

“Cum for me... you’re so wet for just me... shout my name...”

“Drakeee!”

“Do you like my hard cock?”

“Oh yes... give me all you have!”

Olivia and Leo’s eyes widened, shock was an understatement. They both believed that their friends used the excuse of being horny to avoid any dares.

“Well I suppose we better go to bed then... they aren’t going to be returning soon.” Leo suggested as he gulped the remainder of his beer.

“Personally, I still don’t believe it. How could anyone fuck Drake?” Walking past Drake’s room, they heard the headboard bang against the wall. Olivia shook her head.

“What the fuck is she doing? Don’t get her drunk again- she’s going to regret it in the morning.”

“Why? She’s always drunk anyway.”

“Because it’s Drake... it’s fucking Drake... no matter how wet her fanny is, she should have standards! But fuck them, they are adults. Can’t beat them, join them- get in that room now Leo!”

****

Overhearing their friends walk by, Riley collapsed on the bed in hysterics. Drake sat at the end laughing too- even though he was annoyed with this common stunt that Riley seemed to do, he had to admit that it was fun.

“Okay, so I forgive you for doing that to me. I just wish that I could have seen their faces...”

“See fake sex is fun! We could both be actors... I’ll give it ten minutes then I’ll go and sleep on the couch.” Walking over towards the desk, she poured them both another drink.

“Yeah I suppose it was. I’ve got a semi hard on though...”

“Sort yourself out when I leave..”

“Maybe you could help?” Regretting saying this out loud, he gulped the whiskey in one swallow. Wishing that he could retract the words that had slipped out.

“Oh yeah? How?”

“I was joking...” I wasn’t.

“No you wasn’t.” Sitting next to him, she mischievously grinned- knowing that he could lie all he wanted, however his cock was speaking the truth. Teasing him, she placed her hand onto his thigh- moving it closer towards his bulge, he gulped. All he wanted to do was see what sex with her was really like.

“You’re teasing me.”

“What like you did to me earlier on...” Turning to face her, his fingers ran through her hair. Pulling her closer towards him, their breathing was in unison, neither knowing how to elaborate from this. Kissing her neck, he re-enacted what he did before. This time it wasn’t a game, it wasn’t revenge. He wanted it to be sincere. “Like this?”

“Yes, like that.”

“I thought that you didn’t want me to touch you?”

“Maybe I changed my mind?” Biting her lip, she knew that she was drunk- she knew that he was also drunk. But there was too much temptation. Drake leaned in, their foreheads touching. Laying down, she pulled him on top of her- their lips touched for the first time- both feeling as if they were the only people left in the world, as if the world surrounding them had melted away. The kiss soon turned passionate and demanding, their tongues fighting against each other for dominance. Pulling apart, they both had shaky breaths. Looking into each other’s eyes, both sets of eyes showed the same emotions. Lust, desire as well as curiosity. They had now crossed the line.

“Are you going to sleep on the couch? Or are you going to stay with me?” Asking in a flirtatious yet gruff way- Riley paused for a slight second. Not giving him an answer straight away. Her hands roamed along his body, lost in thought. The final decision was based on the kiss that they had just shared.

“Staying.”

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The Unexpected Roommate

Introduction

This idea has been in my head for a few days now. It was originally going to a one shot, but more ideas came into my head so decided it would be a mini series.

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

*All characters belong to Pixelberry*

Pairings: Drake x Riley, Leo x Olivia

Warnings: Swearing, tension.

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******

Drake exited his room, walking through to the lounge he noticed his roommate Leo sat on the couch with his head in his hands. Usually Leo would still be in bed recovering from a hangover until late hours the following day.

“Good morning. Usually I’d say good afternoon on a weekend. What’s up?” Leo sighed as he looked towards his friend with sorrow in his eyes. Drake’s infamous cocky smirk soon turned upside down- his eyes providing concern, as he sat next to Leo.

“It’s about me and Liv...” Drake rolled his eyes back- he wasn’t exactly ‘best friends’ with his friends fiancée. If anything they were arch-enemies. Always insulting each other. At every possible moment. Hate is a strong word. But they hated each other. Simple as. When Leo proposed, Drake provided a fake smile- he knew his friend was head over heels for her so accepted their relationship.

“I have to move out Drake. I’ve been putting it off for such a long time. But Liv is my future.” Deep down, Drake knew this day was coming. He would miss the old times they had spent together before Olivia came onto the scene.

“When are you moving out?” Questioning his friend, the look on Leo’s face explained that it was sooner rather than later.

“Tomorrow.” Drake didn’t know how to react, his first thought was wondering about how he was going to afford the upkeep of the apartment without a roomie. Then reality hit and he had realised that this was the end of an era.

“I’ll still pay my way though as I’m leaving you in the shit. Although there is another option?” Drake quirked his eyebrow, wondering what on earth the other option could be.

****

The following day, Olivia made her way to the men’s apartment. Hearing her strut through the door, natural instinct for Drake was to go and hide in his hovel of a bedroom.

“Walker. Don’t cry. I’m helping you.” Scowling towards her, he showed no emotion. So was confused as to why she would attempt to cause trouble.

“I’m not crying! Care to explain how you are helping me?”

“Well I got you a new room mate didn’t I?”

“Yeah. I’m sure you and Leo could show him around before you go awol.” Giving Leo a bromance hug, he wished him luck. Not with beginning his new chapter, but luck with the devil wearing red stood in front of them.

“Him?” Olivia cackled, as Leo’s complexion turned white as a sheet.

“Yeah, Leo said Riley.”

“She will be here later. Riley is a unisex name you moron.” Leo nervously smiled at him, he didn’t have the heart to tell him that his new roomie was a girl- once Drake assumed it was man. “She’s a laugh, unlike you Walker. Maybe a bit of her personality could rub off on to you?”

“Leo! How could you do this to me?” Leo of all people knew Drake wasn’t exactly the type of person to get along with women. He just didn’t seem to show any interest. There was rumours that Drake could have been a closet gay due to this. Unlike Leo and his brother Liam, he didn’t have the natural charm with the women like they did. Or maybe he did? But he never attempted to try it. If he wanted a one night stand, it was easy enough to flirt his way to get this. However he never went out intentionally to find someone to settle down with.

“If you hate her, just stay in your room. You don’t have to talk or socialise. As long as you both pay the bills I don’t see the issue. See you at my bachelor party next weekend!” Drake grit his teeth, maybe I should move back to Texas? He thought to himself- annoyed that he didn’t beat Leo to being the first one to leave.

****

A few hours later, Drake was pacing the room wondering what his new room mate was going to look like. Would she be blonde? Brunette? A red head like Olivia? Would she be tall? Or small? Nice tits or nice arse? Would she be like Mr Blobby? Drake shook his head, he didn’t care what she was like as long as she paid her way and didn’t disturb him. Hearing a knock at the door, he refilled his tumbler - knowing he would need a drink. Carrying it with him, he opened the door.

“Hi, I’m Riley....” Drake stared at her, not knowing how long for- he wasn’t interested in relationships. He was more of a one night stand type of man, he kept reminding himself. But the woman stood in front of him was beautiful. She was hypnotising.

“Drake, you are a super star! You knew just exactly what I needed. My boxes are outside...” Hearing her speak again, he was brought out of his thoughts. Snatching the whiskey out of his hands she gulped it in one go before placing it back into his hand. Forcing her way through to the apartment - she jumped over the couch and sprawled out across it. Much to Drake’s disgust.

“Okay. So first rule. Don’t ever do that again.”

“Do what?” Questioning him innocently, she honestly didn’t know what his issue was. There stood in front of her was an middle aged man trapped in a twenty something year old body.

“One, steal my whiskey. Two, jump over the couch. It’s not a fucking playground.” Jeeze. What a kill joy! He’s joking surely?

“Sorry dad!” Biting her lip, she couldn’t prevent the snort that escaped.

“Three don’t call me that. We are not friends. We are unfortunately roommates. Stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours. No visitors unless the other person agrees to it. We will allocate times to use the bathroom, and I’ll do a rota for the chores.”

“Babe, these nails aren’t for doing chores. I’ll hoover my room and keep it tidy. I promise.” Smirking, she believed that if she fluttered her eyelashes towards him that he would give in and allow her to get away with it.

“Princess...” Emphasising the word in a sarcastic manner- he believed that Leo was a poor roommate, until he met her. She was already pissing him off with her attitude after only ten minutes. “We both live here. It’s 50/50 chores. I don’t give a shit about your manicure. Don’t like it? Move out! Next time carry your own damn boxes in!”

****

The next morning, Drake wanted to stay in bed- if he didn’t have a job to get to he would have done. Wanting to avoid her, he was debating if he hated her more than Olivia. The only difference between them was that Riley at least was beautiful. Walking through to the kitchen area, she was stood next to the stove wearing gym clothing whilst cooking.

“Do you want a coffee grumpy? Or some breakfast?” Feeling his presence behind her, Olivia had warned her that he was a jerk- but the majority of people were with her- so therefore she didn’t want to believe her words. How wrong was she?

“No. I’ve got work. However I do want you to replace all of MY food that you have used...” Seeing his name labelled on the food, she didn’t believe he would react this way. He was acting like a child.

“Don’t worry I fucking will. I’ll even wrap your food up with a ribbon.” She snapped, wishing that she never moved in in the first place. She wasn’t that desperate for a place to live, there was other options but this seemed like the easy short term one.

“Make sure you put a gold bow on it too!”

“Then I’ll shove it up your arse... oops did I say that out loud?”

“You’re fucking annoying. I mean it Riley, stay out of my fucking way.”

“I intend to! Don’t you worry! Jerk.”

****

Drake finished work, all through his meetings his mind lingered on Riley. Feeling awful for the way he had treat her, and even with his sarcastic attitude he would find a way to apologise to her. Even if she did deserve it in some way. Making his way back to the apartment, he slowly opened the door- not ready for another debate. The aroma of Zoflora flooded his senses- the strong scent was almost suffocating him. Scrutinising the apartment, she had done a spring clean- believing he was hallucinating, he wondered who she had hired to do the chores. Instead he saw her on the living area floor doing yoga and exercises, surrounded by cleaning materials. Fuck, she’s hot. Gulping, he needed to make his presence known- make it look like he hadn’t been gawking at her for what seemed like an eternity.

“Hi.” Turning her head to face him, she smiled before slowly standing up.

“Hi. I replaced your food. I did a shop for my food. There’s left over Chinese in the fridge if you want it. My eyes were too big for my belly. I’m going to use the bathroom, if I’m allowed? Unless you want to use it first?”

“No you can use it.” Riley nodded, and made her way to the bathroom brushing past him. Making his way to the fridge- she had indeed refilled it, she had even put golden bows and ribbons on his newly labelled food. He wasn’t sure if he should laugh or not- he was only joking when he suggested it in a rage of anger. Retrieving the left over chinese, he noticed that she had written ‘Drake’ on it. Again, not knowing if she was purposely taking the piss. Luckily, she had the same taste in the take out as he did. Maybe we could get along? Make it a weekly thing having a chinese together? Hearing her come into the kitchen, his eyes widened seeing her naked with just a skimpy towel wrapped around her- barely covering her assets up. His trousers tightened slightly, shovelling around trying to remove the situation- he thought about something else. Leo. Thinking about how fucking annoying he was- worked a treat.

“Sorry, I left my phone charger.” Shrugging his shoulders, he acted as if he was oblivious that she was there.

“Thanks for the chinese..”

“No worries. I’m going to go to my room. Stay out of your way as you requested.” Not that she wanted to, they had began this adventure off on a rocky start. If anything she wanted to clear the air - get to know him so they could live together civilly.

“Good riddance.”” Riley nodded - holding the forming tears back as well as anger. Feeling like a prisoner in her own home, she had never known anyone as horrible as he was. Once she entered her room, she retrieved her phone sending a quick text.

Can I see you? I hate it here. My roomie is a complete arsehole. Are you up for some fun?

Smirking at the response, she decided to stop being the nice guy- blasting the music on full belt, she quickly got dressed into a form fitting dress- it barely covered her breasts. Hearing the banging on the door, she ignored it for as long as she could- knowing Drake was becoming more frustrated.

“Open the fucking goddamn door now!” Opening it, she bit her lip trying not to laugh.

“What’s up Drake? You can’t beat a bit of Queen. I’m under pressure getting ready to break free for the night. Am I allowed to leave?” Seeing him grit his teeth and the anger in his eyes frightened her slightly now realising that she had crossed the line.

“Can anybody find you somebody to love? Get you out of my bastard hair?”

“Tonight, I'm gonna have myself a real good time. I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah. And floating around in ecstasy. So don't stop me now don't stop me. Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time... see ya later, roomie.”

Unable to think of a clever response back to her, she had left him speechless. She was irritating, especially with that smirk she had provided him ever since she had arrived. Grabbing her wrist, their eyes locked for the first time - both of them remained silent for a short while, not insulting each other.

“I’m going to be late. Please let go of my wrist. Your grip is tight. You are slightly hurting me.”

“Oh sorry. I didn’t realise that you was a pot doll, too delicate. Don’t be late back. Another rule, I lock the door at 3am. If you’re not back, you get locked out.”

“You need to get laid or something! Get out of my way Drake. No man gives me a curfew. So looks like I’m sleeping elsewhere tonight.”

“At least I’ll get a bit of peace and quiet. Enjoy your night, Riley.” Raising his whiskey into the air, he blew a kiss towards her before turning around. Sitting on the sofa, he acted smug with himself knowing that she was still there.

“Fuck you. Dad!” Empathising the nickname, she knew it would frustrate him. Before he could react she stormed through the door, not looking back. Not regretting any actions. The atmosphere surrounding the apartment, was as if he was at a funeral- mute.

Why am I such a jerk? She hates me. I hate her though. Or do I? She’s so infuriating. Why did Leo have to meet Olivia? Why did Olivia have to know her? Why am I so confused about my feelings towards her? It’s just you and me Jack. Sighing to himself- he felt more lonely now than ever. Sipping the whiskey, he didn’t have anything better to do. After a while, he searched frantically for a pen and paper. Not knowing why his drunk mind was informing him to do this.

Riley, I’m sorry for the way I have acted with you. I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow night? My treat. An apology. You’re stuck with me. I’m stuck with you. We need to work this out before we kill each other. I’m sorry.

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 1

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

Drake x Riley

Leo x Olivia

Warnings: Swearing, tension, mention of smut.

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******

“So why is your roomie such an arse... what’s up with you, Riley? With every other roomie you’ve used that charm. He can’t be that bad?” Riley rolled her eyes back, knowing that no one would fully understand the extent of Drake’s awful attitude. Most people would assume that she was over exaggerating- wishing deep down that she was. Ordering another tray of shots for herself and her friend Daniel- she believed that this would numb all the negativity at home, even if it was only going to last for a few hours. I hate him. Or do I? Hate is a strong word. I think I’d have a closer friendship with a serial killer. Yes, I hate him. He doesn’t deserve me to be nice to him. He hates me too, so the feelings are mutual.

“He’s just... so frustrating. He’s horrendous towards me. He hasn’t even given me a chance- you know to get to know me.”

“It’s still early days, moving in with a stranger is going to be tough at first especially as you don’t know each other. Maybe when you are both off work, sit down and talk. Find out what each other like, what you both dislike.” Daniel had his own thoughts regarding his friends new roommate but wouldn’t dare expose this. Not needing to give her an excuse to pour alcohol down his new Armani shirt. In his mind, he believed that the man possibly actually liked Riley rather than hate her. Using the ‘hate’ as an excuse to not confess his true feelings- Daniel believed this way the reason why. Daniel himself had been in the same situation with a previous relationship.

“He wouldn’t even give me the light of day, so he’s definitely not going to talk to me like that. Fuck him. Is there any overtime at work? The less time I spend at home, the better.”

“I’ll text Carlos and find out. But for now, let’s drown our sorrows. Let’s drink!”

****

Fumbling through her bag for her key, she soon regretted having far too many shots with Daniel. Squinting her eyes, she was staring through the keyhole rather than inserting the key. Not knowing how long she had been stood up attempting to complete the ‘difficult’ task of opening a door- she believed that there was a god, saving her from any embarrassment if anyone was to walk by. As Drake opened the door, he caught her before allowing her to face plant the floor. For fuck sake, muttering to himself- he helped Riley stand up. As soon as she regained her balance after a few wobbles- he soon let go of her.

“Heh. Thanks, roooomieee.” Giggling like a naughty school girl, she was grateful that he was still awake in a way. That was until she saw his body tense, and the anger that surrounded his face.

“Past your curfew! It’s a good job that I’m still awake. Get inside now!” Shrugging her shoulders, she wasn’t his child, but she damn felt like it. Deciding to act like a teenager, to suit the ‘role’ allocated to her- she decided to become cocky and back chat him.

“Technically, I could stay outside for another minute. It’s 2.59am. So I’m back before my curfew. Arsehole.” Checking his phone, she was in fact correct- much to his annoyance.

“Just get inside before you vomit everywhere. I’m going to bed.” Following his commands, she walked into the kitchen- turning the kettle on she knew that she needed to sober up. Mainly to be able to provide Drake with any insults back- insults that would actually make sense, rather than them being garbage. Removing her dress, once it had reached her ankles- she kicked it through to the living room. Landing in the bin, she spun her body around in circles- even her drunk mind was contemplating doing a back flip to celebrate. “Goalllllll....” She cheered, before becoming silent hearing that all familiar stomp echo around his room.

Impatiently waiting for the kettle to boil in her matching lacy underwear, she was wondering if she had actually turned it on- knowing full well that didn’t trust herself when intoxicated.

I will wait, I will wait for youuuu 🎵.... to boil. I’ll wait for the boil to kettle. Maybe I should become a songwriter? I’ll send the updated lyrics to Mumford and Sons. She laughed to herself.

And I'll kneel down 🎵 ... oh fuck how am I getting back up?

Wait for now 🎵.... did I even turn it on? I need to stand up!

Struggling to stand back up, she pulled the drawer handle off, rather than stand up. I’m a dead woman, he’s going to kill me. Get up Ri! Eventually after a few attempts she stood up, and held on to the side for the dear life. Finding some gum in her purse, she hoped that it would hold the drawer handle in place- for now at least. Continuing to sing, random songs to herself-the noise of the door swinging open with full force, muted her- she was prepared and ready for Drake to comment with some sarcasm or a insult. One, two, thr...

“Will you shut the fuck up! You sound like a strangled cat! Put some fucking clothes on too! Jesus Christ, Riley! I don’t want to see all your flab.” That’s a lie. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Just be nice to her. Remember the letter. Shit. Where did I put it?

Flab? Who the fuck does he think he is? What an insensitive comment to make.

“Yeah, because I’m a fucking obese whale aren’t I? I don’t really want to see your face or smell your whiskey scent breathing down my neck, insulting me every fucking goddamn opportunity that you get!”

“At least I can handle my drink. Stick to one drink next time and you won’t stumble around...” Actually stumbling as if on cue, she regained her balance yet again- losing count of how many times she had been in this situation. Making sure that the coffee was black she picked up the mug and began making her way to her room.

“What the fuck do you want from me Drake? I stuck to the curfew; I cleaned up whilst you was at work, I replaced all of your food. Just get a pen and paper, write down your likes/dislikes- anymore rules and I’ll fucking abide to them. Goodnight!”

“Oh, I will do. Another rule. Don’t leave your clothes scattered on the floor, or in bins. I dislike you and your attitude.”

“Ditto!” Unable to prevent her bottom lip from trembling, Drake soon realised that he had upset her. Did he care? He wasn’t too sure.

“Riley... I’m sorry. I’m tired, you keep disturbing me. I’ve got work in a few hours. You are being pretty damn selfish.”

“Don’t. I didn’t ask for you to fucking be a parent to me- I didn’t ask for you to be my babysitter. Good fucking night.”

“I need to be a fucking babysitter, you’re a loose canon! You couldn’t even insert the key into the keyhole. Good fucking morning, you idiot!” Slamming the door like some stroppy teenager, Drake slightly jumped realising that he had once again become the bad guy. Picking her dress up from inside the bin, he lift it up to his face as he inhaled the sweet perfume that was on it. Throwing it into the washing machine, he shook his head not knowing why he insisted on wanting to be close to her by smelling it.

****

Has he gone to sleep?

Yeah, I think. Come up now. I’ll sneak you in. He’s a wanker.

Ten minutes later Daniel text her, informing her that he was waiting outside. Since she had her spat with Drake, she had sobered up a bit- seeing her friend at the door, she soon realised that the hangover was due back on the agenda for the next day.

“I’ve brought alcohol! Alcohol is fun. Nice place.” He whispered, as he tip toed inside.

“You are the best! It would be nicer if he wasn’t here.” Quietly they snuck off into her room, Riley reiterated what had happened when she had returned. Also explaining about Drake’s silly rules- one that made Daniel laugh was ‘no visitors without permission’.

“Well you’ve broken a rule. He’s going to go apeshit.”

“So?” They both provided each other with a mischievous grin.

****

Drake stirred in his bed, many thoughts were roaming through his mind. One, where the fuck did he put the letter that he had wrote after supping a full bottle of Jack Daniels. Two, his obnoxious attitude towards Riley- again, making him feel slightly guilt ridden. Three, why the fuck had he woken up at four in the morning? Knowing that he must have only shut his eyes for a slight moment- they were heavy and he wished that he could just fall asleep instantly. Forcing his eyes closed, the banging and the noises suddenly awoken him.

“Oh. My. God. Yes!! Right there... harder Daniel!”

“You like that baby? You like my big hard cock inside of you...”

“Yes.... give me more! Please!”

What the fuck? Shooting out of bed, the noises increased- attempting to block it he couldn’t. Riley was getting fucked, she wasn’t his but he couldn’t help but feel disheartened. Why do I wish it was me instead? I hate the girl. Hearing her continue to moan, gave him a slight stiffy. Get down, Walker. We hate her. She’s an annoying bitch. Talking to his cock didn’t help the situation, no matter what he did- it was still growing thinking about Riley.

“Riley! Shut the fuck up!”

“Do you want to join in Drake?”

“Do I fuck! You’ve broken a fucking rule! Some of us have work in a few hours! Shut the fuck up!”

“I’m... I’m so close... oh.... Drake? I’ll be quiet soon.... I promise....go and get some beauty sleep babe!” Punching the door, he stormed back to his room- practically suffocating himself with the pillow, he was thinking about how he was going to get revenge on her.

****

Riley bit her lip as she listened to Drake stomp off to his room. Daniel was sat on the edge of the bed practically hyperventilating due to the reaction of Drake. They were the best of friends, colleagues - most people believed that their friendship was odd. On many occasions when they had been drinking they often masturbated in front of each other not giving two fucks. It turned neither of them on. Tonight she was debating whether or not to use a dildo for that extra effect, to make their prank seem sincere and real.

“Imagine his face if he finds out that I’m gay and that I actually would never fuck you. Fishy fannies. No, thank you. Big hard swollen cocks- yes! They are welcoming. What are we doing with these condoms then?”

“I have just the plan. But first, more shots!”

****

Drake had never been able to sleep in late, unless he was on a bender. Usually he would have an early night and be an early riser. Despite the annoying disturbance only a few hours ago, he was fully awake- deciding to work at home rather than go into the office, he was grateful that he had the option to do this. Sneaking quietly out of his room, through to the living area- his eyes widened. Firstly noticing the mess that Riley and her one night stand - as he assumed - had caused. Then he saw her half naked on the couch, his previous anger had deteriorated- instead he was admiring her. Placing her into a more comfortable position than she originally was in- he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her. Caressing her cheek, his hand lingered there for a moment. Kissing her on the forehead, he was unsure as to why she was like a magnet pulling him closer to her. Fluttering her eyelashes open, shock was written all over her face. Why is he so close? Has he found the condoms? Oh god, he’s going to kill me.

“Drake! What the actual fuck? You pervert! Have you just kissed me?” Using all of the energy she had in her, she pushed him away- forgetting how she ended up in the living room, she quickly scrutinised the room for clues. Empty bottles on the floor, my bra is on the floor- when did Daniel leave? Fuck, my head hurts.

“Have I fuck? Why the fuck would I kiss you? I hate you! I was just checking your pulse. I don’t really want to have to hide your corpse down the laundry chute!” Feeling slightly embarrassed that she called him out for something that he would always deny doing- he opened the curtains and decided to do something productive- work.

“Soz to disappoint ya but I’m very much alive! Get me some pain killers please.” The constant ache surrounding her head felt as if someone was hammering at her brain. Wrapping the blanket around her, she didn’t really want to move from the couch- however her dry chapped lips and the dehydration couldn’t be ignored for much longer.

“Enjoy your hangover, darling. I have work to do. And thanks to your antics, I need a lot of caffeine- get off of your arse and get your own pain killers.” Rolling his eyes back, he just wished that she would leave him in peace- at least until she was sober. Remembering that he wasn’t her ‘babysitter’ he didn’t owe her anything as far as he was aware. Standing up, the room was spinning and her body was swaying- Daniel you mother fucker- why is he such a bad influence? Drake typed away on his laptop- every so often he looked over towards her, quietly laughing as she was struggling to cope he had no empathy for her.

“Hey, Drake?” She turned to face him, as she swallowed the pain killers and water- not really knowing what she wanted to tell him. In the back of her mind, she felt slightly guilty for her drunk antics as she noticed that he was knackered. Feeling like she had to apologise, she decided against it- he deserved it in a way.

“For god sake what?” Slamming the cup of coffee on the table as he shouted, she flinched. No he definitely doesn’t deserve an apology.

“If you want to kiss me, all you have to do is ask.” Smirking at him, he returned the smirk followed by the middle finger gesture. “Oh so you prefer fingering a girl, I see.”

“No, that was my polite way in saying fuck off.”

“I am. Don’t worry. I’m tired. Sorry, by the way.” Pausing, she noticed his perplexed expression. Sorry, that’s a start- he thought to himself.

“I used all of your stash of condoms. I also gave my lover your ‘Tom Ford’ aftershave too, to thank him for the passionate night that we shared together. I’m sure you won’t mind, it’s not like you need it. It’s only aftershave. You’re a boring bastard so don’t need it to pull. No girl in their right mind would go on a date with you.” Waving to him, she left the room- looking smug with herself. Drake assumed that she was lying about the aftershave, after a while he walked into the bathroom- it was indeed missing. There was however a lingering smell of it, as if it had been sprayed.

“Fucking bitch!” Condoms were scattered around the bathroom, each filled with different things such as; shampoo, shaving foam, toothpaste and Drake’s aftershave. Cleaning the mess up, he wasn’t sure as to why he was doing this- she made it, so she should do it. But he didn’t have time to argue, he needed to complete some work today. When he believed that he had finished, his eyes filled with anger as he looked into the mirror. Riley had left him a message on it with what he assumed was lipstick as well as a ���kiss mark’ - his teeth grit together as he read the message.

Don’t fuck with me Drake, this is only the start! Be nice, and I’ll be the most sweetest roomie. Ri 💋

“Enjoy your hangover and work Riley, because when you return home later- I’m going to get payback.”

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 3

What happens when your roommate of many years falls in love and moves out unexpectedly? Drake Walker was in this situation, until his friends fiancée suggested that her friend moved in to replace her fiancé. The new roommate is causing tension already. Will they be able to survive living together? What’s the worse that could happen?

Drake x Riley

Leo x Olivia

Warnings: Swearing, tension, smut

A/N- So I spoke to @pedudley, she published a one shot with her characters doing a ‘truth and dare’ scene. We wrote it at the same time, and I reached out as I panicked that people would assume that I’ve used her idea. It’s totally different, just a similar idea and Paige is fine with it- best friends and great minds think alike 😆 This part and part 4 was originally just this part- however tumblr is saying that I’ve exceeded the word count 🤷‍♀️, so you all have two chapters posted back to back- SORRY! 😘

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******

As Riley answered his question, she witnessed a smile slowly creep up onto his face- believing that she would never see the day that Drake Walker smiled.

“I still don’t like you though...” She continued. “But....”

“But what?”

“I actually have plans for tonight. Maybe we could do it tomorrow instead?” Seeing disappointment on his face, she instantly felt guilty. She wasn’t saying to never to do this, she had wanted to make amends before he did- however, her friends were more important. More loyal. Fuck. “Or I could cancel? I see Daniel and Maxwell all the time..” Yes, cancel. Please cancel. Spend time with me. God I sound desperate. He thought to himself.

“It’s fine. You live with me. We can have drinks and food whenever.”

“Are you sure? I feel like I’m letting you down after you’ve made an effort. But I don’t like letting my friends down either. I’m sure they won’t mind. I can stay in... with you.”

“Honestly, it’s fine.” Providing a fake smile, his heart sunk- but he would never admit this to her.

“Okay.... I’ll erm. I will be back before my ‘curfew’.”

“You better be.” Smiling at him, she walked away shaking her head. Drake sat on the couch, not knowing what to do. Berating himself, that she had given him the final say for her plans- and he backed out of telling her what his heart truly desired.

****

Riley made her way to the bar, shaking her head she saw the two lovers had already ordered drinks. The amount of drinks that surrounded the table, was a sign of premature liver damage.

“Blossom! You’re here.”

“Hey, guys.” The two men looked at her, she was surprisingly quiet- in a daze. Not her usual self.

“What’s he done now?” Daniel demanded to know as he raised his eyebrows. Maxwell was aware of Drake’s attitude towards Riley- however Daniel had played it down. Daniel knew that Maxwell was a pussycat, but when it came to his friend who was like a sister to him, he wouldn’t hold back if someone hurt her.

“He... well he fucked a blonde all over the place last night. This morning. Whatever that doesn’t matter. He didn’t ask for my permission. Breaking his own rule...” Maxwell’s lips allowed an over exaggerated gasp to escape. “I hope you called him out on it.”

“No. I just put my old teddy bears and Barbie’s on his bed. She soon ran out.” Maxwell jumped up and high fived her, Daniel provided a smirk but her facial expression was still puzzling him.

“So why the long face?”

“He bought me a ‘La Perla’ set.”

“He did what?” The men asked in unison, both wondering what Drake was playing at.

“He bought me a bra and thong set... I mean that shit isn’t cheap. He seemed sincere with his apology but I still don’t trust him. One minute he despises me, then he’s nice. It’s just not normal...”

“Maybe he wants you to dress up for him?” Maxwell licked his lips, then mimicked a blowjob. Providing her friend with her own hand gesture he soon stopped. Afraid of what she may do if he was to carry on.

“Stop right there, Max. This discussion is ending right now!”

“Okay, fine. But you didn’t have to stick two fingers up at me.... or is that what Drake will be doing to you?” Unable to resist winding her up, he escaped to the bathroom quickly- convenient timing.

****

Drake had spent the night, wondering if she was using her prior plans as an excuse to avoid him. He wouldn’t blame her, he had been awful with her. Scrolling through social media, she appeared in the everlasting list of ‘people you may know’. His finger hovered above the ‘add friend’ button- deciding against it, he kept coming back to it. Every time he was tempted to just click it, but he thought that it would give her an excuse to argue with him. Looking at her profile, he shook his head- he clearly wasn’t her only victim for her infamous pranks. Checking out the photos, he needed to stop- he had a sudden erection. That was until he saw a photo of Riley and Olivia- just looking at his arch-enemy turned him off straight away. After a few hours, he made the decision to have a shower- as he had nothing better to do. Usually he wouldn’t mind being ‘home alone’ but for some reason he felt more lonely now than ever. As he entered, the water cascaded down his toned body- placing one hand on the tile, his other hand wrapped around his shaft. Stop thinking about her, she will kill you if she knows you’re wanking over her.

“Shit! I’m soooo sorry. I’m going to puke... I won’t be long. It was the toilet or the floor...” Jumping, he tried to cover himself up- she was in a state. Standing frozen, he didn’t know what to do. Carry on ‘showering’ or get out and hold her hair? The hair debate entered his mind- mainly concerned about her waking up with the sticky yet fowl substance in it. But also to keep her head upright to avoid her face planting the bowl.

“Couldn’t you have just puked in the trash bin? I’m trying to shower!”

“Oh. My. God. It stinks. I’m sorry.” Turning her head towards him, she had a little laugh to herself. “Are you jerking yourself off? Hey! You wasn’t lying was you?”

“No, I am not doing what you think I am! I am covering it up to protect my dignity as best as I can.”

“Whatevs... you are so totally doing it. I’m going to rename my dildo to ‘Drake’.”

“What the fuck are you on about? Can you please hurry up- and collapse in your bed....”

“Ewww I’ve puked in my hair...” knew it. Just fucking knew it. Great. Stripping her clothes off, she stumbled- before entering the shower with him.

“Do you not know about social distancing? Riley! Get to bed.”

“What’s up Drakey? Never shared a shower before.... at least it’ll save on the water bill.” Putting her thumbs up towards him, her drunk mind was now trying to calculate ways in cutting down the bills- whilst she washed her body. Looking down at his erection, she smirked again.

“Yup, definitely calling my dildo ‘Drake’...” Drake knew he was now trapped, believing that if he was civil- and possibly helped her with anything, the quicker he would be able to go to bed.

“What was it called before?” He asked, in his mind he was thinking all sorts of obscure names. Bob? Battery operated boyfriend- because that’s all she’ll ever get if she carries on treating men like shit. Peter as in Peter rabbit? Mr Big?

“Leo....”

“Leo?”

“Yeah, Liv called my dildo ‘Leo’. Apparently it’s the image of him. Personally, I can’t see it. I haven’t used ‘Leo’ since. It put me straight off.” Yeah, don’t blame you. What the actual fuck?

“Right, I’m going to wash your hair for you- then tuck you in bed.”

“Aw you do have a heart.” Trying to make a love heart shape with her fingers, she failed miserably. Drake turned her around, holding on to her with one hand he tried to keep a distance, he didn’t want to poke her- she kept slipping in the shower, making him nearly fall instead as his grip tightened onto her waist. If he was going down, he wasn’t going alone. Getting out of the shower, he held on to her- escorting her out too. Drying her body with the fluffy towel, she was swaying - making it difficult to help assist her. Carrying her to her bed, he laid her onto her side- hoping that she wasn’t going to be sick again. After a few minutes, he kissed Riley on the cheek and left her sleeping alone. Sweet dreams, pisshead.

****

The morning after, Drake decided to check on Riley before leaving for work. He had barely slept, mainly worrying that she was going to choke on her vomit- but then the short shower that they had shared was also lingering throughout his thoughts. Knowing that she was breathing, and was content- he left for work. Not that he wanted to, but he knew the sooner he got to work- the earlier he could finish and return home.

Later on in the day, he returned home- the apartment was as he had left it. Opening her door, she was still asleep. Sitting next to her, he needed to wake her up. Caressing her cheek, she didn’t stir- deciding to gently shake her, she fluttered her eyelashes at him. Still in a daze, she still felt slightly drunk believing that she was hallucinating. Smelling his cologne, and seeing his blurry face- she sighed heavily.

“Hey, sleepyhead.” Fuck. He’s here. He’s on my bed.

“Drake! Get out!”

“Why?”

“Because I’m naked...” Pulling the duvet up as far as it could go, she was practically suffocating herself. “Remember you don’t like to see my - how did you describe it? Oh yeah. Flab.” Shaking his head, he was never going to hear the end of his hurtful words.

“Do you remember getting home last night?” Her eyes widened, she dread to think what had happened. The horror that was shown across her face, explained to him that she was clueless about the events after her night out.

“You came home, puked up then jumped in the shower with me. I carried you to your bed. There was no funny business. Anyway, it’s four o’clock- I think you better get up.”

“Four in the morning?”

“No. Afternoon. I’ve been to work and come back. I’ll order food and we can do what we planned if you’re up for it? There’s a match on.”

“Do I look like I watch sport?”

“Oh sorry. You’re probably one of those girls who likes to watch a film where the two main characters fall in love at the end.”

“Guilty.”

“Typical woman. I’ll get you some tissues- don’t want you ruining any make up.”

“It’s fine, Drake. Watch your game. I’ll have a shower then join you soon.”

“What drink do you want? I’ll get it ready for when you get out.”

“I’ve got wine, it’s in the fridge. Thank you, Drake.”

“No worries. Hurry up though.” Fuck why have I said that? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Before she could respond, he needed to think of an excuse for why he said that. “Because you don’t want your food to be cold.” Nodding, he smiled and swiftly left her- allowing her a bit of privacy to get out of bed. Making her way to the bathroom, she wished that she was able to walk in a straight line. Fucking Daniel, again. I need to stop drinking. Leaving the door slightly ajar, Drake couldn’t help himself but have a peek at her. Seeing her hair cascade down her back, he admired her body again as he did when she sabotaged his shower. God, she’s gorgeous. Stop looking at her Drake. Finally coming to his senses, he ordered the food and poured the drinks - waiting anxiously on the couch for Riley, he wanted to tell her the truth about what he thought about her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” Hearing her voice in the distance, it was a slight mumble as the noise from the tv was distracting him and was much closer.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear the door because of the game.”

“No worries. Hmm chinese. Good choice, roomie.” Bringing the food over to the table, they ate it together- both stealing glances from each other, both wondering if this was going to last. They spoke about simple things, to keep the conversation flowing with no awkwardness. Favourite food, phobias and fears, favourite vacations- were just some of the topics that they discussed. Riley decided to top up their drinks as they both gulped it in one, possibly needing Dutch courage to talk in a civil manner.

“Jesus, you cant even walk when you stick to the same drink.”

“I’m just a lightweight. You’d think that I’d be used to it working in a bar.”

“You work in a bar?”

“Yeah, with Daniel. He pulls in all the gays, and I flirt with the punters. It’s a real dive bar, so any custom is important.”

“I’ll have to come one day, just purely to annoy you and to distract you.”

“No. You’d just come for the free drinks. Because you know a person that works there.”

“Now you’ve offered free drinks, I’m definitely going to have to come.” Shaking her head, she knew that she would potentially get sacked if she provided Drake with whiskey all night on the house.

“So what do you do?” Sitting down next to him, she passed him the whiskey- waiting for him to elaborate. Intrigued as to what he did for a living. First impressions of him, was that he was a very closed off person- private. Unlike herself, who was an open book.

“I’m a mystery. That’s all you need to know.”

“C’mon Drake... tell me. I’ll ring Olivia and ask if not.”

“No!”

“Why no? Are you a serial killer? Or a drug dealer or something?”

“I just don’t like your friend. The answer is no. Plus, mind your own business.”

“You don’t like many people do you?”

“I hate her.”

“Like me.” Riley said this quietly, as her face faulted. Most people liked her, but Drake just had instant hate- deep down it hurt her slightly.

“Of course I’m going to hate you, you’re my roommate. Liv, she’s like the fucking devil.”

“You just don’t know her properly. Like you don’t know me.”

“I’d like to get to know you. I’m sorry. But you are annoying as fuck.”

“Maybe I am annoying. But so are you. Your teams losing, time for a change.” Reaching over him, she stole the remote and quickly changed the channel. Sex and the city, perfect.

“No! Not a chance! I’m not watching this shit. Put the fucking goddamn match back on.” Shooting off of the sofa, she ran towards her room shoving the remote in her bra- knowing he wouldn’t dare touch her whilst it was there.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Catching up to her, he pulled her back flush to his chest. Turning her around, his eyes never left hers.

“You’re a bit too close for comfort.” She could practically feel her heart attempting to leap out of her chest.

“Give me the remote, and I’ll let go of your waist.”

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll be holding on to you all night...”

“I pretty much doubt that, Drake.”

“You want to bet?” Moving his lips closer to her neck, his breath made her heart skip a beat- it also sent shivers down her spine. “Can you resist my lips, Riley?”

“Of course I can.” Whimpering, she wasn’t sure what to think. Deep down, she had always thought that he was handsome- but he was her roommate. Someone who hated her the previous day. Someone who was fucking a stranger in their shared accommodation. Kissing her neck gently, her body froze- his hands roamed her body, getting closer to her chest. Closing her eyes, she gulped at his soft touches.

“Your skin is so soft.... Riley.... I....” Swiftly removing the remote from her bra, he smirked- feeling smug with himself. “I win! Don’t fuck with me...no one turns the matches off!”

“You bastard!”

“Aw what’s up darling? Did you think that I was kissing you because I wanted to?” I actually really wanted more.

“I don’t know what to think with pricks like you! I knew tonight was too good to be true... why can’t you just be a normal human being?”

“Why can’t you ask for permission to turn the tv over?”

“It’s not the end of the fucking world!” Hearing a knock at the door, their bickering stopped almost immediately.

“Hey guys!”

“Leo?” They both shouted in unison, wondering why he was here. As soon as Olivia joined him, she eyed the two of them in front of her- attempting to study their body language.

“Woah, you two are close...” Leo stated as he nudged Olivia.

“Thought we’d drop by to see how you are both doing. Is there a problem? Have we come at a bad time?”

“I’m on top of the world, Liv. Living with a fucking prick like him is all I ever wanted in life. You have perfect timing! I’m so glad some normal human beings are here to socialise with me.” Drake gulped, now realising that he had been slightly petty.

“Living with an annoying bitch is all I ever wanted! So thanks for getting engaged guys. Beer, Leo?”

#choices trr #trr fanfic #trr au the unexpected roommate #drake x mc #drake x riley #drake walker #riley brooks #leo x olivia #leo rhys #olivia nevrakis

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WIP Wednesday 06/05/2020

Thanks for the tag @cordonianroyalty ❤️

I haven’t been working on much at the moment but below is three snippets.

Combined Series Tags:

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*****

A Second Chance

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: Drake x Riley

Warnings: Nothing too bad, Drake comforts Riley.

Drake was acting like a King’s guard. Impersonating his late father in some way. Making sure that all the young adults were all asleep- alone, with no further unexpected visitors. After his heart to heart with his goddaughter - he really didn’t trust any of them now, after Ayah’s confessions regarding them all. Walking into the cabin, he shook his head as he saw Riley and Maxwell top ‘n’ tailing on the couch. Maxwell was sprawled out- almost suffocating her.

“Hey...” whispering in her ear, she was far too deep in sleep to respond. Knowing he was about to break his back potentially- due to his age, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the spare bedroom. Gently placing the duvet over her, he made sure that she was comfy- before kissing her on the forehead.

“Drake?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. You looked so uncomfortable- and Maxwell could have potentially had a boxing fight with you in his sleep.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time... you look tired. What time is it?”

“Just gone three. I’ll leave you to it. I thought we could all go hiking tomorrow? Or fishing? That’s if you’re all up for it?”

“Sounds great! Can you stay with me? Or wake sleeping beauty up and ask him to stay with me? I know I sound pathetic but ... I can’t sleep, I always wake up. Crying.”

“It’s not pathetic, maybe Maxwell should stay with you though Brooks- because of our past.”

“We’re friends Drake. I’m not going to do a ‘Ayah’ on ya.” Gulping, she saw his Adam Apple bob up and down. Regretting what she said- she bit her lip.

“It doesn’t matter, Drake. I’ll be fine. Night.” Rolling on to her side, she sighed- regretting feeling needy. Hearing the door close, she debated whether or not to go and sleep next to Maxwell again.

“You’re back.”

“Of course I am, I can’t sleep next to the Queen butt naked. I’m always here for you, Ri.”

“I know you are. Ditto...” Slipping next to her, she immediately rest her head onto his chest.

“Thank you. Goodnight, Drake.”

“Night, Riley.” Holding onto her, she slowly fell asleep-wiping the tears that continued leaking from her eyes he hoped that she would sleep well.

*****

The Unexpected Roommate

Book: The Royal Romance (A/U)

Characters: Riley Brooks, Kiara Theron, Olivia Nevrakis, Drake Walker (mentioned)

Warnings: Mention of sex 🍋

“Drake’s good in bed isn’t he, Riley?” Riley nearly chocked on the champagne, due to Kiara’s random comment.

“I’ve had better.” Snapping back, if truth be told she knew that she was lying to herself.

“How many times have you slept with him?” Why does she care? This is a bachelorette party. Not the Kiara show. Or discussing Drake Walker’s cock as if we are on Loose Women.

“One.” Lying she couldn’t be bothered disclosing information about her sex life. Tonight was about Olivia.

“Yeah and we heard you!” No you didn’t, you heard the fake sex! I just wish that everyone would just shut up.

“Can we just change the subject? Tonight is your night, Liv.” Raising the champagne flute into the air, Riley hoped that this would be the end of it after her brief speech. Or so she believed. Whilst everybody else was engaged in conversation, Kiara sat next to her. Feeling suffocated with her presence, Riley had wished that she had gatecrashed the bachelor party instead.

“Looks like I’ve got competition, we will have to have Drake on a rota.” Winking towards Riley, she wasn’t sure if the woman was joking or not.

“I’m nobody’s second best, Kiara. It was a one time thing.” Attempting to convince herself that she didn’t care, deep down she was hurt. It was as if Kiara was stabbing a knife right into her heart. Herself and Drake wasn’t a couple, at times they weren’t even friends. But now the more time they spent together, there was growing feelings.

“So if I came to yours and fucked him senseless, you wouldn’t mind?”

“No, why would I? We are just roommates. He’s already brought a stranger back with him.”

“Maybe we should get to know each other better, Riley. I’ll be seeing you more often most likely.” Kiara stood up, and kissed her on the cheek before making her way over towards the bar. Riley sipped the champagne slowly, retrieving her phone out of her clutch bag- she sent an urgent text.

SOS!!! Please give me a good excuse to get out of this bachelorette party xo

****

End Game

New Series requested by @kacie-0156 months ago. It’s been stuck in my drafts ever since 😬

Book: The Royal Romance (Book 2)

Characters/ Pairings: Liam x Riley, Drake x Riley, Maxwell Beaumont, Hana Lee (mentioned).

Warnings: Jealousy, swearing.

A/N: Majority of this series will be from Liam’s PoV

Deep down in my heart I hope that she will somehow sneak away and meet me. I begin pacing along the balcony- wondering whether or not if I’m wasting my time. Would I blame her if she didn’t show up? Of course I wouldn’t. After a while, I decide to lean over the balcony- staring off into the distance.

“Made it!” Hearing a mumbled voice due to wind, I didn’t look from where it came from. My heart filled with joy. Assuming she had slightly forgiven me. Baby steps.

“Riley?”

“Do I really sound like little blossom? I think after that jump - you can call me spidey!” Turning around, I tried to hide the disappointment of one of my closest friends being here instead.

“Sorry, Max. I assume that she is avoiding me?”

“Yeah. Sort of. Listen, Li. She’s heartbroken. She misses you like crazy. She just doesn’t understand why everything happened the way it did. Tonight was her first night back- in time, maybe she will talk with you?”

“Where is she? I need to see her. I know I’m risking her safety- if I’m with you hopefully no one will question it. I need her Max, without her my life is dull....”

“Erm....As she quoted ‘I need to see someone else who I trust. I know neither you nor this person would break my heart. I need to see Drake before talking to Liam’.” Maxwell looked at me with sorrow in his eyes as he bit his lip when reiterating what Riley said. I swallowed hard, before fixing my stoic expression.

“Of course, she would want to see him. If Lady Hana was here I’d assume that she would want to see her too. But Drake isn’t here...”

“We went for some fresh air. For some reason he was in the courtyard- she ran up to him. He explained that he wasn’t going to come until tomorrow. That’s when I came here, as I left I did hear him explain that you take her safety very seriously as we all do.”

What are they doing now? Is he sweeping her into his arms? I wish she was in my arms. Why him? Why my best friend, who hates her? Does he actually hate her? She trusted me, but I’ve lost that now. I’ve broken her. How will I ever get her to regain my trust?

“Li? Are you okay?”

“Yes. Of course I am, Lord Maxwell. I just really miss her. I love her. So much, it fucking hurts.”

“Tomorrow will be a better day my friend... I’ll talk to her.”

I hope so. I really hope so, is it too late to abdicate? Is it too late to marry for love? I laugh to myself inside knowing that this wasn’t an option. Not to someone like myself, anyway.

#choices trr #trr fanfic #drake x riley #liam x riley #drake walker #liam rhys #riley brooks #trr end game #trr au the unexpected roommate #trr a second chance #long post #tw swearing #tw jealousy #tw mention of sex

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Sneak peek Sunday 26/04/2020

Thanks for the tags: @kacie-0156 @thecordoniandiaries 😘

I’ve been pretty useless recently with work and nausea all the time. But when I’ve had motivation I have been writing. Hoping to post a few things this week as i have six days off work - YAY! 🙌🏼... if anyone has tagged me in anything, I’ve got the notifications and will catch up tomorrow ❤️

Warnings: swearing, slight smut.

Tags- using combined tag list off the top of my head:

@pedudley @loveellamae @annekebbphotography @burnsoslow @ladyangel70 @kingliam2019 @bascmve01 @texaskitten30 @i-bloody-love-drake-walker @kimmiedoo5 @nikkis1983 @hopefulmoonobject @lodberg @axwalker @liamxs-world @rafasgirl23415 @yukinagato2012 @cordonianroyalty @indiacater @seriouslybadchoices @rainbowsinthestorm @jared2612 @desireepow-1986 @twinkle-320 @queenjilian @bebepac @drakewalkerisreal

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A Second Chance

@kacie-0156 did me an amazing moodboard of my Royal family from my series ‘Hold on’ and ‘A Second Chance’ .. I was so frustrated because I can’t do them for the life of me, you are a little superstar! 😘🥰❤️

Louis Alexander Rhys (Aaron Brueckner), Riley Brooks/Rhys (Emily Rudd), Ayah Olivia Rhys (Grace Phipps), Liam Rhys (Kevin Lutolf), Eleanor Hana Rhys (Indiana Evans).

Below is a snippet from the next chapter ⬇️

Drake knew that everything she had gone through was due to that one poor decision he had made in the past.

“I suppose I should thank you for making me strong then? I’m going to head back, just to make sure that Maxwell hasn’t set your home on fire.” Laughing, she knew that Maxwell was capable to be involved in any calamity.

“I’ll come with you.” Drinking the remainder of his beer, he stood up ready to return to the cabin. Riley placed her hand onto his arm, focusing her eyes on to his.

“You don’t have to. I interrupted you. I talk to Liam all the time, I still phone him. I know how important it is to have these moments. I’ll see you back at the cabin, Glen is waiting to escort me.” Providing him with a tight hug, they stayed in that position for a while. “I’ll see you soon.” Caressing his cheek, she smiled softly at him. Drake nodded towards Glen who was stood in the distance, as Riley walked away. Knowing that she was safe with her guard, he still felt the need to be that extra protection.

Let it be, he whispered. Picking up the guitar he slung it over his shoulder, then picked up the empty beer bottles. Gazing up towards the brightest stars one more time, he blew a lingering kiss. I love you Hana. I love you Liam. I miss you both so much.

****

One Temptation

Maxwell had been quickly to meet his lover, not wanting to disclose her identity just yet. He knew that Drake was never precise with his timings. Giving a certain time that he would be back, didn’t matter. Half of the time he was early or late- never at the estimated time of arrival as provided.

“Hi, can I help you? You look lost.”

“Hello, this is probably a long shot but I’m looking for someone. Well some people infact.”

“Names?” Asking for the information, Maxwell would help anyone in need. Even strangers.

“Walker.” Must be his lucky day. Maxwell thought to himself as he shrugged.

“Which one? There’s Bianca, Savannah and Drake.” The mans defeated facial expression soon broke into a smile. Relieved that he had unexpectedly bumped into this stranger. Hoping that Maxwell could provide him with the information that he required.

“Ah splendid. So you know them? Could you explain where I may find Drake?”

“Come in buddy, today is your lucky day! He lives with me.” Escorting the stranger into the apartment- Maxwell was delusional, and far too trustworthy.

“Tea? Coffee? Biscuit?” Maxwell asked, being the good hostess. Shaking his head politely, the man became fidgety- hoping that Drake wasn’t going to waste his time.

“So I didn’t quite catch your name....”

“Theron. Hakim Theron.”

“Cool name, bro. So are you in business with Drake or something?” Drake was very private with his life, his colleagues- anything really. So Maxwell was intrigued as to who the mystery man was. Where he was from. What he wanted.

“Something like that...”

“You could tell me to pass the time away, or we could just sit here twiddling our thumbs?” Rolling his eyes back, he often wondered what Drake saw in this city- especially sharing an apartment with someone who acted like goofy.

“Let’s just say, I’m a family friend. My investments are very important to me. I am paying to upkeep the Walker ranch back in Texas and between myself and the Walkers we had an agreement. However, Bianca and Leona have gone awol. I need to know if I’m selling it for a huge profit or if I need to hire some staff during their absence.”

“Well shouldn’t you be discussing that with them, rather than Drake? I can give you the address.” Grabbing a scrap piece of paper, Maxwell began jotting Bertrand’s address down. Not thinking anything bad would come of it.

“Thank you. However I do need to talk to Drake too. This involves him as well. You see, part of the agreement was that Drake married my daughter for the generosity of my support. I just wanted to inform him that we have set a date for those nuptials. A month today.”

****

We Belong

“This is him. Isn’t he gorgeous? Like a Greek god. This is Evie’s potential second failed engagement. I mean they haven’t even kissed yet...” Elise sniggered along with the other women whilst ‘swooning’ over him.

“We aren’t into the whole PDA. I like to keep my sex life private with my fiancée.” Empathising the word fiancée he had hoped that that would be the end of it.

“We don’t care. Do we girls? Just kiss.” Elise was peer pressuring them as she wasn’t convinced that their relationship was sincere. Narrowing her eyes towards Evie’s direction, she pointed towards the watch on her wrist. Tick tock.

“Oh, I will be kissing him and doing a whole lot more when we return to the hotel. Isn’t that right darling?” Evie placed her hand across Liam’s chest, looking up towards his with a fake seductive expression.

“Just kiss. What’s the issue?” Evie turned her head towards Liam, cupping his cheek. Just pretend that you are movie star, Evie. It’s fake. That woman isn’t digging her claws into someone else’s man. Kissing Liam slowly to begin with, his hands roamed her body as the kiss deepened. Opening her mouth, he slipped his tongue in- both tongues battling against each other. Breaking the kiss, Evie noticed that Liam enjoyed that kiss far too much than he should have.

“Did you enjoy your ‘live porn’? I mean this is what I do to my fiancé...”. Pointing to his obvious erection, the women all gasped- all now swooning even more over the handsome stranger. Elise grit her teeth together, before dragging her ‘minions’ away.

“What the fuck Liam? Seriously! Can’t you control yourself?”

“You came on to me... I can’t help it. I’m a man.”

“Riley is going to chop your dick off your Majesty. I’m telling Drake why we kissed. To save that slut from ruining anymore relationships. No need to thank me. No matter how hard you resist, Elise always get what she wants. It’s up to you if you tell your wife.”

“You enjoyed it really, Duchess Evangeline.” Winking he was only joking. Even though he had cheated on Riley he did secretly enjoy it- but that kiss was closure even if it was fake. He realised that Evie wasn’t want he wanted anymore. Riley and his child was his world. As much as he loved Evie, he was grateful with how fate had occurred in his life.

“Your Majesty. Duchess Evangeline. Drake. Riley. Not so innocent are we Evie?” Elise spoke quietly standing in the shadows overhearing the conversation- her imagination began to roam wild.

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The Unexpected Roommate

“Have I done something wrong?” Drake questioned, hoping that he hadn’t fucked up. Hearing Leo snort in the background, he turned his head towards his friend scowling. Leo responded by smirking and shrugging his shoulders.

“No. Why?”

“You overheard what I said... stop lying. That’s why you ignored me. It’s not like that at all, I said that....”

“I heard it all. Yes. Don’t worry about it. We’re not in a relationship. It was just sex remember? Sounds like you have a ‘fuck buddy’ already- don’t include me in your games or sexual needs anymore.”

“I’d rather you be my ‘fuck buddy’.” Fuck. I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. Taking a deep breath, he regretted saying that instantly. He was kind of expecting a right hook. “What happened between us was amazing, Riley.”

“Yeah it was.” Not sounding too confident she didn’t want to make out that she was jealous over him being involved with someone else. Whether it was in the past, or in the present. Reaching out for her hand, he held it tightly not knowing how she would react to the gesture.

“So what do you say? Make a little arrangement? If you want ‘us’, we can start as casual sex- then see where it goes?”

“You’re fucking insane, Drake. Go back to hating me.”

“I’d say I’m an attractive guy, you’re a gorgeous girl when you’re not an arsehole.”

“You’re so vein. I do have a rule, if we do this though...No kissing on the lips.”

“But we did that last night. Why?”

“That was this morning actually. Because if we aren’t in a relationship, what’s the point in being intimate?” Drake’s heart sunk, not realising why. Now he had kissed her, knowing what it felt like- he wanted to continue that.

“Okay, fine. I’ll see you later then?” I’ll kiss those lips, don’t you worry Riley.

“Yup. Bye Leo.” Leo waved from a distance, not really wanting to get involved in the blossoming love life between his two friends.

“Ri?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry for being a jerk... I’m starting to fall...” Fall for you. “fall behind with the housework. I’m only going into work for a few hours. I’ll clean up when I’m back.”

“Wait for me to come back. I’ll help you. 50/50 remember. My nails are fucked anyway.” Providing a little laugh, she headed towards her room- not fully aware of what she had just agreed to. Not knowing if that was actually what she wanted. Deep down, she wanted more after their night together. She wondered if he did too. Or if indeed he was just happy with the friends with benefits arrangement.

Drake sat down besides Leo, his head fell into his hands. This girl had got into his mind, he suggested the ‘friends with benefits’ hoping that she would decline the offer. Hoping that they could begin a relationship instead. He just didn’t have the confidence to express what his heart truly wanted - she made him weak at the knees. Although he would never confess that. Not yet anyway. He was unsure as to if he would ever be able to admit to his true feelings.

“Now I may not be a translator, but that was the biggest amount of bullshit ever stated, Drake” Leo knew Drake and he knew for a fact what his friend meant when he stuttered after the word ‘falling’.

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WIP 01/04/20

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Okay, so I’m going to be quiet for the next few days as I’m back at work - it’ll give you all some peace and quiet 😆

I’ve mainly been working on my new series because during self isolation for the last two weeks I basically wrote the full series as a draft form. But in between I have been working on other series.

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*****

The Unexpected Roommate

Riley arrived at Macy’s bang on eleven am. Usually she would arrive early, punctuality was important to her. On her way there, her mind was in a daze- flashbacks of her rendezvous with Drake wouldn’t disappear.

Noticing her friend waiting outside, she knew Olivia was about to berate her.

“I thought that you’d ditched me for Walker’s cock.” Feeling the blush appear on her face, she didn’t want this conversation to elaborate.

“Not now, Liv.”

“Seriously, Riley. Why him?”

“He’s a good fuck, I suppose?” Olivia shuddered at the thought. Not wanting to think about her arch-enemy any longer, she changed the subject.

“You know, Liam is coming back for the wedding.”

“Well I hope so, he’s the grooms brother.” She responded sarcastically- just wishing that they could go inside, choose a dress and leave.

“Obviously. But he’s single.” Nudging her friend, she would do anything to see her happy- anything apart from push her towards Drake.

”Olivia. Stop right there. I’m not interested in Liam. I never was.”

*****

We Belong

“Mrs Walker.”

That will be you soon, Liam whispered in her ear.

I’ll be the better Mrs Walker, your Majesty. Winking at him, they both laughed hoping that she didn’t hear them.

“Evangeline. Your Majesty. Where are my children? I need them.”

“Why did you go on a hunger strike Bianca?” Liam asked in an authoritative tone of voice. He was a busy man- he didn’t have time to pussyfoot around the woman who clearly wasn’t sane.

“I feel empty without my children... I need them. I don’t want to die.”

“Maybe you should have thought about that before? You’ve caused too much hurt for everyone! You could have killed Evie!” Evie placed her hand on to Liam’s arm, her eyes pleaded with him to calm down- she was grateful for him defending her. But he didn’t need to waste another single breath on her.

“I’m sorry Evie...” Pausing she noticed the jewellery on her left hand. “Are you wearing Pats ring?”

“Yes, myself and Drake are engaged. We love each other, and you are not going to hurt us anymore.”

“Bianca, I will try and get your ‘children’ to say goodbye to you. Your sentencing is scheduled for next week. I’ll see you prior to that.”

“Liam, please. I need them. They need me.”

“They’ve done well without you. Savannah has Bertrand and Bartie. Drake has Evie. Goodbye Bianca.” Liam held his hand out towards Evie, encouraging her to leave with him.

“Evie, stay with me.”

“It’s fine Liam, I won’t be long..” Kissing her on the cheek, she noticed that Liam had left the door open slightly ajar. Mainly to have access to barge in for any emergency.

“What?”

“Convince Liam to release me and drop the sentencing. I’ll do whatever I need to do. I’ll support you all. You’re going to be family. My family. Please. I’ll stop drinking. I’ll get help.”

“It’s not Liam that you have to convince. It’s myself. As well as the council. I was ready to help you, then you maliciously informed me about my miscarriage. You show no remorse for anything that you have done or continue to keep doing. My parents took in your children for months. How do you repay them? By killing them. How do you repay the royal family for taking over my parents roles? Attempting to kill them all.”

“I am so sorry. I don’t deserve anything, please reconsider my life. If it was Drake with your parents what would you want him to do?”

“Don’t bring my parents in to this. They were good people! I was already saving your life, it was the council that wasn’t. I wanted to help you because you are the mother of the man that I love. You took my parents away from me, as well as our chance of being parents. I’ve got nothing more to say to you Bianca.” Reaching out to her, she held onto Evie’s hand with a tight grip. Bianca needed to tell someone. Anyone. The thing that had made her go crazy in the cold damp cell.

“Evie... I saw Jackson. At the wedding.”

“So you was drunk? The only person who can help you, is yourself. You have a week to prove that. You need help if you are seeing your deceased husband.”

“I wasn’t drunk! I heard his voice. He was there! I swear!”

*****

One Temptation

“I spy with my little eye- baby daddy running down the stairs.” Riley looked towards the stairs leading up to the hotel lobby, as Maxwell said this- her heart fluttered seeing him.

“Let’s get out of here, I’m taking you home. See you at home Max, I won’t be long.”

“Oh I have a date. I’m not sure if I’ll be home tonight. See ya later guys.”

“I’m going to shoot too. Shall we meet up one day? For lunch? All of us?” Drake and Riley agreed with Leo’s suggestion. Standing close to the edge of the kerb, Drake hailed a cab for the two of them.

“Do you want some company? I’ll let Gill know where I am.” A smile crept on to his face, informing the driver of the address- he sat next to her, reaching for her hand she accepted. Their fingers intertwined, both feeling content within each other’s company.

“You look handsome in a suit by the way. Why didn’t you wear the full suit inside?”

“It was far too warm. It’s not my style. You know me, I’m just a casual kind of guy.”

“You’re my kind of guy... excuse me, I’ve got a text.”

Don’t worry about it babe, I’m actually on a date anyway- with a very young handsome man.

“What’s up?” Drake asked concerned.

“Oh, nothing. Gill is on a date tonight, so probably wouldn’t have been in anyway.”

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