cliché [l.h]

4. spies

sienna

i was right, well luke was right actually, i would be seeing him again.

iris didn't return to the hotel until the 11:00pm the next night, much to my worry. i was anxious for her to come back so we could go and do something but as soon as she arrived i wish she had just stayed where she was... that was savage.

from the moment she walked in the door she hasn't wiped that stupid, giddy, little-girl smile of her face. ashton irwin is apparently the only conversation topic she registers and i can't drag that phone away from her because she's too busy giggling at it and ferociously tapping away at her screen. i just about managed to get her to go to sleep last night but as soon as we woke up it resumed.

yes, it's adorable that they're 'perfect for each other' and i'm happy for her that she's found someone who has such "luscious, golden" hair but i think she's forgetting that they've only known each other for like 24 hours, not years. plus, i don't need to know about his 'cute, little habits', she needs to stop rubbing her happiness and cuteness in my face when i literally have and have never had any prospect of anything even nearly similar. iris was always the one to be in relationships and have someone by her side, be that boy or girl, hot people were just drawn to her.

however, i'm at the other side of the spectrum, there's clearly something about me that people are repulsed by (or there's something about people that repulses me). i've always been scared of commitment and i always get too bored of the person before a relationship can even start to develop. back home, i was always made fun of for being the weird, lanky girl and even if i did like someone, they would either turn out to be gay, taken or a dickhead (and they never, ever liked me in back anyway), this means that i've never in my 20 years of existence had a proper relationship - no matter what the press say. before all this happened, i was too busy trying to get here and was working non-stop to reach the success that i only dreamed of and now i have it, i'm working twice as hard to maintain it all. sure, i've had a few flings in my time but nothing serious... i'm too young for any of that. but although i've never admitted it, i've always been secretly jealous of iris and her natural ability to make people like her, it's a blessing and a talent that i just don't possess

i am scared for iris though, i'm scared that her feelings may not be reciprocated. 5 seconds of summer are almost constantly on tour and are always covered in girls who would do anything to get in their pants. i just don't want her feeling like this if he's just treating it like just a one night stand. it's not even that i got that impression off of him, he seemed lovely and smiley and optimistic, but i'm just a cynic i guess.

before my mind can delve any further, i hear my phone signal that i have a text message.

cal 😱 : ash is being unbearable, please tell me iris is the same way

i couldn't help but smile and curse myself for ever doubting her perfect boy finding abilities.

me: omg she won't stop. if i have to hear about how perfect his back muscles are one more time i'm gonna leave this hotel room and fly back to england

cal 😱 :well at least you don't have to hear his torturous stories about how cute her smile is. honestly he hooks up with a girl and all he can talk about is her teeth

me: ik like we get it, your cute, stop rubbing it in our faces. 😒

cal 😱 :also please don't leave, you still owe us a fun night of adventures

me: i would never even dream of leaving you... i couldn't anyway. iris has the tickets and we both know she's not leaving anytime soon