Hatred / l.h ✔️

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~Iris' POV~

After Luke and I had not been so tired anymore, mainly me, he convinced me we should head back to the cabin before anyone got back. I didn't even bother with putting my clothes on again and neither did he. Instead, we wrapped ourselves in our towels and set off towards his cabin.

Luckily, there was nobody there when we got back, so the two of us quickly raced upstairs and into our separate rooms to take a shower. By the time he and I were out of our showers, everyone was only just arriving. I jogged down the steps of the stairs and spotted Luke sitting on the couch, playing a game on his phone while a car door slammed outside. I plopped down on the couch at the opposite end, sticking my legs out across the couch.

The front door busted open and everyone came barreling in, loud voices flooding throughout the house. Cassie and Andy instantly came trampling through everyone and over to me, my brows raising as I looked up at them. I, thankfully, had covered my hickies after I'd gotten out of the shower, so neither of them had any idea they were there.

Cassie, however, did notice that I wasn't wearing the same clothes that I'd been wearing before everyone had left and she frowned in confusion. "Hey!" She started, looking down at me. "Why did you change?" She wondered. I raised a brow, sitting up more as Andy plopped on the couch and Eros came and tossed a bag of cheetos into my lap with a grin. "We went swimming while you guys were gone." I answered, telling only a half lie. We had gone swimming, but we'd definitely done more than just that, though none of them needed to know that.

She gaped at me as if I'd just committed a sin. "You went swimming without me?!" She exclaimed, placing a hand over her heart as if she were hurt. I snorted and stared up at her, nodding. "Well, I was bored. It's not my fault you went with them." I said simply, fighting a grin. In response, she smacked me on the arm and stomped off into the kitchen.

I laughed, rubbing where she'd hit me. "Love you!" I called after her, but she only flipped me the finger over her shoulder.

I looked down at the cheetos in my lap as Eros suddenly lifted my legs and sat down, drawing Luke's attention from where he sat on the other end of the couch. Andy didn't notice anything, being that he was paying attention to Family Feud on the TV.

My legs stayed sprawled over his lap and his hand rested innocently on my shin, scrolling through his phone on Instagram. Luke stared at the two of us with a frown on his lips, eyeing Eros' hand on my shin with a very unhappy look in his eye, as if he were about to cut Eros' hand off so he wouldn't be touching me anymore. It was obvious he was jealous, so I decided to move to save him from that.

I shifted away from Eros, pulling my legs off of his lap and curling them up beneath me instead. Luke relaxed, leaning back into the couch as he bit his cheek to hide the little smile that edged up at his lips. He must've known I'd moved for his sake. I didn't want to do anything or let anyone else touch me in a way that made him feel uncomfortable, especially not with Eros. I could understand why it made him upset, considering the type of relationship Eros and I used to have.

I wouldn't lie, though. I liked knowing that Luke got jealous. That meant he cared about me.

**

In the morning, Luke came quietly sneaking into my room and softly shook me awake, his hands on my shoulders. I whined softly and shifted in bed, burying my face into my blankets. "What?" I mumbled, his scent fanning into my face as he leaned down closer towards me. "Get up, doll face." He cooed, placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

A smile pulled at my lips and I reluctantly opened my eyes, pushing my blanket away a little so I could see him properly. "Why are you waking me up at..." I glanced at the clock and pouted. "Seven AM?" I whined. A soft chuckle left his lips and he lightly brushed his fingers through my hair, a fond smile on his face. "You should help me make breakfast." He teased, more of a demand than a suggestion. I scowled at the thought, forcing myself to sit up onto my hands. "Absolutely not." I denied in a mutter, slipping out of bed. Still, I pushed past him and grabbed a change of clothes. I figured I might as well get up now that I was awake. "No?" He pouted, looking down at me.