Part 1My Online Boyfriend Dumped Me for My Sister, So I Started Dating His Hot Roommate

I got dumped by my online boyfriend after I finally got accepted into his college. He sent me a picture of my own sister and said:

"I've fallen for her. I'll make it up to you."

I laughed. "Well, she can be your main chick and I'll be your side piece. I just can't live without you."

He got annoyed. "Silly girl, I cheated on you and I have ED. I'm not good enough for you."

I was just about to tell him the girl in the photo was me.

But then he sent me a jaw-droppingly handsome photo.

"This is my roommate, the campus heartthrob. His family is rich, he's never dated, and he's packing 8 inches. Let me set you up with him, okay?"

I swallowed hard. "Fine, but don't you dare come crawling back to me."

He promised confidently: "Don't worry. Whoever begs to get back together is a dog."

Later, this usually arrogant, bad-boy type was wearing a leather collar, kneeling at my feet like a dog, crying and begging:

"Please, let's get back together. Or he can be your main guy and I'll be your side piece. I don't have ED, I'm a machine in bed."

"Please?"

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[Babe, let's break up.]

Honestly, this online relationship was more casual than serious for me.

But getting a breakup text from Liam out of nowhere still surprised me.

I called him to ask why.

Liam was very upfront: "I saw a freshman today. She completely fits my aesthetic. It's like she was custom-made for me."

"I feel like if I can't be with her, my life will have no meaning."

"So babe, let me go. I'll compensate you."

I laughed. "You used to say that if you couldn't be with me, your life would have no meaning."

Liam coughed guiltily. "Guys say all kinds of bullshit when they're chasing a girl. But this is different. I'm serious about her."

Serious after just seeing her?

Yeah, right.

Besides, Liam and I had been online dating for a year.

He was a high-IQ straight-A student, with sharp, handsome features and slightly upturned eyes that looked like they had hooks in them. He was exactly my favorite type of arrogant bad boy.

I wanted to at least taste him before we broke up.

I tried to make him stay: "A lot of people say I'm super pretty too. Why don't you look at me first before you decide?"

I opened my photo gallery.

"No need. I've seen your pictures. I know you're pretty, but you have that mature, boss-babe vibe. I prefer cute, petite girls."

My photos gave off a boss-babe vibe?

"Liam, are you sure? I'm as far from a mature boss-babe as you can get."

Liam sent a photo over.

"I lied when I said I didn't care about looks and never asked for a photo. I actually went through your old profile pictures and saw what you looked like a long time ago."

I looked at the photo he sent. It was a beautiful woman in a black leather jacket, looking incredibly cool, sitting on a motorcycle.

I was just about to say that wasn't me, but my older sister, Chloe.

Then Liam sent another photo of me.

"Look at my new crush."

"People say you two look a bit alike around the eyes, but your vibes are completely different."

"You're beautiful and badass, you look cooler than me. If your voice was my type, I actually would have chased you."

"But she's exactly what I want. Big eyes, small face, and her voice is so sweet. She totally stole my soul."

"Anyway, I'm just showing you her picture to tell you I'm serious. Don't do anything weird with her photo."

I couldn't believe Liam liked me this much.

I burst out laughing.

I decided to mess with him.

"Well, she can be your main chick and I'll be your side piece. I just can't live without you."

Liam sighed heavily. "Silly girl, I cheated on you and I have ED. I'm not good enough for you."

Liar.

He was the captain of the college basketball team, with incredible stamina and crazy long legs.

When we talked on the phone, his "solo sessions" lasted at least half an hour.

I was just about to tell him the second photo was actually me.

When he suddenly sent over a jaw-droppingly handsome photo.

"This is my roommate, Cole. The campus heartthrob. His family is rich, he's never had a girlfriend, and he's packing 8 inches. Let me set you up with him, okay?"

The guy in the photo, Cole, had pale skin, red lips, and a high nose bridge.

He was wearing a clean, crisp white button-down shirt.

The fingers holding his pen were long and elegant, his nails neatly trimmed.

Sitting at a sunlit desk, he looked like a piece of flawless jade.

My heart literally skipped a beat.

And that skipped beat made me realize something.

I didn't actually have a "favorite type" of handsome guy.

I was just thirsty.

Besides, I hadn't met any guys I felt a stronger connection with right now.

I might as well try talking to Cole first.

But...

"Will he really talk to me?"

"He will. He and I are best friends. If he doesn't talk to you, I'll hold a knife to his neck."

I laughed. "Alright, but don't you dare come begging for me back."

Liam promised confidently: "Don't worry, whoever begs to get back together is a dog."

Heh.

Did he really think I would beg to get back together?

I used to secretly date online because my parents were super strict about my studies.

Now that I got accepted into UCLA, my family was fully supportive of me dating.

I couldn't wait to date every hot guy I could find.

I would never go back to an ex.

"Where are you going to college? I gave your Snapchat to Cole, I'll tell him to take you out on a date tomorrow."

Before, to surprise Liam, I only told him I was going to college in Los Angeles, but didn't specify UCLA.

But there was no point in hiding it anymore.

I was just about to tell him.

"Never mind, you guys can figure it out yourselves. I need to go prep for my confession to my little crush tomorrow. Bye."

Liam hung up.

Immediately after, I got a friend request from Cole on Snapchat.