Archer's POV
I left the school's parking lot with a wide grin on my face, and I was smiling like an idiot. I don't know; convincing Ella to become my roommate was the hardest thing I've ever done with a girl. But I don't have regrets because I wanted to know her more even if I knew I was playing with fire. But I can't do anything about it because the attraction I feel for her is too much to handle. And I couldn't control myself. I want to be near her even if I know I can't have her.
And this is the first time that something like this has happened in my life. I know I had to control myself because I can't bring her to my world because I know she will only suffer in the end, assuming she will fall in love with me.
Yeah, I never thought a time would come. I will be thinking something like this. And I think the best thing I can do is stop this craziness. I felt so glad Ella didn't like me at all, or else I would never convince her to stay with me knowing it would only complicate my life.
I wanted to go to Ella's classroom for her last period of the day, and I felt so glad those girls were so helpful. They had given me more information than I needed. I've got Mariela's complete list of her class schedule from different girls who sent me private messages. And I realized my social media account could be so helpful, but I am aware it could be the reason I will have a problem later, and that is why I have to stop posting anything.
I knew Ella would be angry with me when she read my post that time, but I didn't have a choice since I was so desperate to find her. And now, I don't have regrets because she finally agreed to become my roommate, and I will make sure she will stay longer until I graduate from college.
I was driving, and when I neared the bus stop, I couldn't contain the smile on my face when I found Mariela standing in the waiting shed waiting for the bus with her luggage on her side, and I wondered where she had put her suitcase during her classes. She fascinated me, and I hadn't met a girl like her.
Well, I am constantly surrounded by girls within my circle, and all of them came from wealthy families. I used to talk with them and not with someone like Ella. Growing up, even when I was in high school, my mother always reminded me to never make friends with those students who came from a lower-class families. She doesn't want me to talk casually with the maids, and I sometimes wonder why she needs to be like that when I know nothing is wrong with them.
And now I experienced how to be like them, how to be broke, and I realized it wasn't that easy to live without knowing where to get the money you will spend for your next month's rental and your budget for food and utilities. And I shook my head as I looked at Ella, and I couldn't stop myself from stopping in front of her.
I could see how Ella's forehead furrowed as she stared at my car, and she looked surprised when I opened the car's window, and she found me sweetly smiling at her. I felt so triumphant when she didn't ask me to leave, but instead, she permitted me to drop her at her working place.
And as I drove away from the resto-bar, I felt so confident she would be coming home to my place later tonight because Mariela allowed me to bring her suitcase to my place. I am excited to share my room with her, and even if I have only known her for a short period, I know there is something about Ella that made me so drawn to her.
I was on my way to my place when I heard the ringing of my phone, and I smiled when I saw my sister's name on the screen, and I wondered why my sister was calling me, and I couldn't stop myself from smiling as I answered her call through the speaker of my car.
"Hello, Andrea!" I answered with a beautiful smile on my face.
"Who is Mariela Alvamiza, Archer?" She asked right away, and I knew she would never stop asking me until I gave her the complete information about Ella.
"She is my roommate," I answered.
"Oh! My Goodness, I am excited to meet her, and I know she will be the girl who will rock your world." She said while I could hear the excitement in her voice.
"Hey, Andrea, don't get excited because she is only my roommate, and you know she will never pass with mom and dad's qualifications, "I responded.
"How about you? Did she pass?" She asked, and I was speechless for a long time, and I am glad it was a stop sign since my sister's question took me off guard, and I heard Andrea giggling.
"You don't need to answer me, big brother. I know your silence means yes." She declared.
"You better stop that baseless theory of yours, my little sister. You better study your lesson."I said, and she laughed.
"You are telling me to study my lesson? Come on, Archer, you know I am always number one in class, and I will be the future Valedictorian of our school." She responded, and I couldn't stop myself from grinning as I continued to drive my car.
"Of course, I know I don't need to remind you about your ranking because you are an outstanding student, Andrea. And I am always proud of you. Thank you for your call, little sister." I responded, and I heard my mom's voice in the background.
"Are you going to hang up your phone now?" She asked.
"Yeah, I need to go. I promise I will call you soon, goodbye little sis; I love you." I replied, and I ended the call. I hate to stop our conversation, but I am not ready to talk with my mother after they freeze my accounts.
I parked my car and got inside the building, and I made my way to the elevator; I put Ella's luggage near her closet the moment I got inside our place. I slowly undressed my clothes, and I took a cold bath. I felt refreshed after my long shower, and I smiled when I looked at Ella's bed, thinking it would never be empty again. I get my laptop the foldable wooden table, and I stride towards the balcony. And I am making my report due for next week.
I was lying on my bed watching the clock on the wall, and I smiled when I realized Ella was on her way home. I got up and walked out from my door, and female occupants of our floor greeted me when I got inside the elevator, they giggled as they stole glances at me, and I kept my head down to avoid interaction with them.
I stifled a laugh the moment Ella saw me waiting for her at the bus stop, and I couldn't believe she was the only girl who could dare to look at me this way. Every time I have a conversation with girls, I find them trying their best to look adorable by simply tucking their hair at the back of their ear, and some will pout their lips and run their tongue on their lips in a seductive way, but Ella is far different from them. Her unreadable expression made me want to know what she was thinking at the moment.
"I wanted to enroll your fingerprint on my biometric lock," I said as we got inside the elevator, and I couldn't stop myself from looking at her angelic face.
"You could have waited for me in your room, Archer; you don't need to wait for me at the bus stop," She responded.
"I wanted to exercise my legs, Ella," she said, and she laughed, and I couldn't even believe I uttered those words. What is wrong with me? Exercise my legs? I could have said I sent my cousin to the bus stop; it is a better lie than the ridiculous reason I told her.
"Thank you, Archer, for enrolling my fingertips. Aren't you afraid of me?" Mariela asked, and she looked so adorable as she gazed at me.
"And why should I be afraid of you, Ella?" I asked.
"I could be a psycho, or one of your fans, pretending to be a roommate." She responded.
"Ha! Don't make me laugh, Ella; besides, I would enjoy it if you were one of my fans, but I am sure you are not one of them," I muttered as I looked at her, but she averted my gaze right away, and she got inside our room.
I stayed on my bed while I leaned my back on the headboard, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ella make a beeline to the bathroom, and I took a deep breath when she got out fresh from the shower, and her heavenly scent drifted in the air. I needed to close my eyes because I didn't want her to think I was watching her every move, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I got up and brought my phone, and I walked towards the balcony.
I realized it was more complicated than I thought, and how can I stop myself from staying away from Ella now that she is my roommate? And I hate that I couldn't let her go; why do I need to know her now when I have nothing to offer her? I couldn't even help her.
I knew it was about time to find a job if I wanted to keep Ella here with me, and for the first time, I tried to do something very badly, and I got up and walked back inside because I needed to speak with her if she could help me find a part-time job.
And my heart melted when I saw her head on top of the table, and I realized she fell asleep while studying her lessons, and I could see her books scattered on the floor. I couldn't stop myself from caressing her face, and I stiffened when she suddenly raised her head, and I felt so horrified that she found out I was stroking her smooth face with my fingers.
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