Nothing to Everything (Roommate for Roommate Book 1)

by Maia Aaron

“What does your dad look like?” “Like a deadbeat,”

“You’re in your head again.”

Is it so wrong to believe I deserve a breath of fresh air after spending my whole life being suffocated?

Even his bald spots have bald spots.”

This is the moment I realize, with the utmost certainty, that I am completely, utterly, wholly, absolutely, beautifully, and achingly in love with Wendy Marin.

You can easily get over someone you know you like, but it’s not so easy to get over someone you know you love. Especially not when it’s the way I love Wendy.

After a long, hot shower spent listening to the Reputation album by Taylor Swift

I’ve finally realized that you can’t get someone to love you when you’re not the problem.”

“Then again, it also took me twenty years to realize I’m not the problem, but hey. Coulda taken a lot longer.”

“You said you’re terrible at keeping flowers alive, so I made you ones that’ll live forever.”

“Why would you think that, Fitzy?” Swallowing the lump in my throat, my voice comes out small when I say, “Sometimes I get in my head, too.”

“You know something, Fitzy?” She asks.“I think you’re my favorite person in the whole world. And I think that if there’s one thing I gained from playing the piano for all these years, it’s you. I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat if it always ends with us finding each other.”

You’re my favorite person in the whole world.

I love you. I love you. I love you. You’re the air I breathe. Your smile is the only one I ever want to see. I don’t want to think unless it’s of you. Without you, I am nothing, but with you, I am everything.

“I see you in the music I play and in the things I make. I see you in the future I planned for myself. In my best dreams, you’re with me, and in my worst nightmares, you’re not there. There’s never a moment when I’m not thinking of you.

“But I’ll do anything and everything for you. I’ll go wherever you go. I’ll listen to every Taylor Swift song and read every romance book you read to ensure we always have something to talk about. I’ll give you flowers every day so that you’re never left without them. I’ll work hard every day to make sure I deserve you because you deserve nothing but the best in the whole goddamn world.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’ve got the most wonderful girl in the world, and I’ll be damned if I ever stop trying to sweep you off your feet. I don’t care if we’re seventy and living together at a nursing home. I’ll still come knocking at your room door, bouquet of flowers in hand, just to take you to play bingo in the recreational room.”

“I look ‘Wendy’?” I nod. “What does that even mean? I look like myself?” “No, “ I shake my head. “It means you’re a kind of beautiful that belongs only to you. One of a kind. Nothing in this world is more perfect than you are, and it’s a crime to use words that people use all the time to describe you, because there’s nothing like you.”

“F.H. and W… W.H?” She pauses, the confusion clear in her voice. “Fitz, what—” But she doesn’t get to finish the question, because she stops in her tracks when her eyes land on me, now on one knee, a velvet box in my hand.

“I want a home with you because you’re my home.

“See,” I breathe out when she moves her lips to my neck. “Even drunk Fitz knew you were bound to be his wife.”

Ten years later, and no one manages to get me to smile like Fitz Higgins does.

It doesn’t matter to me if my mother would be proud of me because I’m proud of me. I’m proud of myself for graduating college and getting myself a job that I love.

it’s that anyone can take the nothing that they have and build it into everything they’ve ever wanted.