Fell In Love With My Roomy Chapter 100

He was so comforting that my eyes began to droop, and I fell asleep with Kent's reassuring presence behind me.

Although I didn't perform at my best on that test, I was fairly confident that I could at least manage a B. My dreams, however, were filled with the night I had spent with Kent. It had been a while since we'd shared a bed, so instead of dwelling on crucial details, I found myself thinking about how much I enjoyed sleeping beside him.

When I emerged from the auditorium, I felt exhausted but mostly relieved that the ordeal was over. All I wanted was to rush back to my room and take the longest nap imaginable.

What I didn't anticipate was seeing Kent waiting outside, leaning against the wall. I blinked and raised an eyebrow. For a moment, I wondered if it was a product of sleep deprivation, but his smirk assured me it was real. He looked particularly good today, his hair tousled atop his head, and his dimples on display.

I smiled, causing my eyebrows to raise, and he chuckled. He always attracted attention due to his looks, and I wasn't the only one who noticed. I approached him slowly, and he greeted me with a smile as he pushed away from the wall.

"Hello, honey," he grinned, and I let out a small gasp.

"Kent, we're-"

"Juls, it's the last day before the break." He shrugged. "Seems like a good time as any," he remarked. I blinked as he released my hand and took mine.

It felt natural and comforting, but the stares from onlookers weren't. People were glancing at us and whispering about us. As we walked through the building's lobby, I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat. I could sense eyes on me, and it made me uneasy. I kept glancing around, unsure about a lot of it. I didn't want our roommates to find out this way before we could tell them.

"Kent, can we put this on hold for now?" I spoke softly. "Everyone's watching, and I don't want Mark or Kyle—"

"Juls, this isn't about other people!" He didn't let go of my hand until we were outside on the sidewalk. Once we were out, I bit my lip. "I'm tired of sneaking around, and you telling me to wait! I don't want to wait; I want you now."

This conversation was attracting more attention than I was comfortable with. I was in such a vulnerable place that I couldn't handle all the emotions he was throwing at me.

Tears stung my eyes, and I bolted down the sidewalk, feeling utterly humiliated. We had agreed to discuss this first, but Kent did what he always did, using his emotions to get his way in an unfair manner.

All the eyes on me made me feel even more self-conscious. Why would he do this to me? I wiped away my tears as I hurried out of the building.

"Juls!" I sprinted to our apartment upon hearing his call. Kyle and Mark probably had finals today, so I knew they wouldn't be around. I didn't want them asking why I was crying or pointing fingers.

Upon arriving home, I fumbled for my keys and used them to open the door. But Kent was in such great shape that it came as no surprise that he quickly caught up to me. He would follow me inside as soon as I entered.

"Juls, what's wrong?"

"Why did you do that?" I shook my head, choked with emotion.

"I thought that's what you wanted; I thought it was what you wanted too. I know you were concerned that I might not be as invested in this as you are, and I..." He paused, chewing on the inside of his cheek. "I want this, Juls, but it's hard for me to understand what you want."

"I don't want to be blindsided, and I don't like you talking about me like that, Kent!" I sobbed, shaking my head. "That was way too much. What do you think would happen if rumors spread before we could address them?"

"You worry too much about what other people think," he chuckled.

"It's easy to feel that way when you're you. I'm the one who's attracting strange looks, and I'm sure everyone's thinking, 'He's crazy for dating her.'"

"Who are you two?" I hear someone say, and when my friend and I turn around, we spot Mark and Kyle standing in the hall outside their rooms. My stomach plummets, and I go pale with worry over what we've just done.

I haven't discussed this with Kent yet, and now I've got two major issues to tackle.

We both freeze in our tracks, and their expressions are far from pleasant. Mark looks furious, while Kyle appears bewildered, neither of which bodes well.

"You're dating?" Kyle repeats, indicating that Mark was the first to inquire.

"Well, it's complicated, and we're..." I sniffle and rub my face in distress. "We're trying to figure it out."

"Yeah, sure looks like it," Mark retorts, crossing his arms. "I was certain you'd pull this off." He utters this, causing Kent to blink and shake his head.

"Mark-"

"Oh, spare me," he says, shaking his head and sighing. "I thought you'd take Carlo a bit more seriously. Are you really going to treat him like that? You can't keep your hands to yourself, and I've seen you behave this way with girls wherever we go. You don't even care enough about Juls to avoid it."

Kent clears his throat and nods silently, making it evident that this dressing-down has affected him.

I'm torn because I can see things from both sides.

"Juls, don't cry; this isn't cool," Mark remarks, and I look away.

"Yeah, Juls probably feels the same way you two do right now," I interject. He inhales deeply. "I'm sorry, Juls," he says, and it breaks my heart. "I'll pack up now and catch an early flight home in the morning."

No.

"I think that's best for everyone," Mark adds, and I sniffle.

Kent heads to his room slowly, and I bite my lip because I feel responsible. This is my mess, but I won't let it get any worse. I have feelings for Kent, and I won't let this nonsense ruin it.

"Everybody, just stop," I declare firmly and take a deep breath to stave off tears. I clear my throat and run my hands down the front of my jeans. "I'm an adult, and so is Kent. You guys adhering to some guy code your friend concocted is absurd, and it's entirely unfair to me."

"Juls, you don't have all the facts," Mark sighs.

"Kent has told me everything I need to know," I retort. "He's explained who he is and what's been going on in the house since I moved in. I have no reason not to trust him, and I do." I nod in Kent's direction to convey my seriousness. "I've had feelings for Kent for a long time, but because of this absurd guy code, both he and I have kept them to ourselves."

I take another deep breath to steady my nerves. Now is my opportunity, and if I do this right, I'll get everything out in the open.

"We shared our first kiss a few months before I met Dane, but we agreed to keep it a secret," I explain, a tear trickling down my cheek. "Kent was there for me after my breakup with Dane. He was there for me a lot. We had our arguments, but in the end, I know I can rely on him. I went to New York with him for Thanksgiving, and that's when we decided to give this a shot."

I clear my throat, aware that both Kyle and Mark are looking at me. But it needs to be said: no more secrets.