#thread:iris

“just because you’re hot as fuck doesn’t mean you can just waltz in here telling me you want me and expect me to drop down on my knees for you. i-i love him.” she stuttered out, biting her lip as she backed against the wall, looking at the much taller boy. “i-i don’t want you.” she whispered, but she herself knew she was lying.

iris found herself rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for luke amongst all the fans outside of the hotel. she looked uncomfortably at the ground at the disapproving looks she was receiving, iris had never liked being the center of attention, especially now. iris would rather be home working one of her regular shows in her setup, but when luke gave her the opportunity to go join him on tour for free, she couldn’t refuse. she didn’t exactly enjoy luke’s groupie, but she’d never been so spoiled in her life and she couldn’t say no. as soon as iris heard the cry of the fans as his car pulled up to the hotel iris let out a small sigh of relief, knowing she wouldn’t have to be out amongst the hysteric fans for much longer.

iris was actually happy and surprised that he’d decided to invite her over. the times they’d hung out were when her brother were out and even then there interactions were rushed in fear of getting caught by her brother. today, iris had actually put a lot of effort into her appearance, unable to deny the small crush she had for the boy. iris approached andre’s door, knocking gently on it. “open up! delivery for mr.castos!” she giggled gleefully, biting her lip as she tried to ignore the nervous feeling in her stomach.