Loving Him Was Red

Step Into The Daylight And Let It Go

(Hey guys! Just wanted to say a quick thank you to everyone who took the time to read this story. I know it was a turn from the original Love Island game fanfics but I really felt like I needed to give it a try. This is the last official chapter of this story, but an epilogue will follow in a few days. If anyone is interested in NON love island stories I'm going to start working on an original novel idea I might post here, the main characters will be River and Miriam. It's their story, if they had never gone on love island to begin with, it's a concept I've had in my head for YEARS! So I'm excited to give it a try. Be sure to follow me here or on Twitter if you want to be updated when it goes up!)

Also if you aren't reading the beautiful Bobby or Noah stories here on Wattpad by throughthejunobush you're missing out! This has been a PSA!!!!

I ONLY SEE DAYLIGHT

When her eyelids fluttered open the next morning, the lights were on and the room was mostly empty. Noah was a few beds down and he was smirking at her, eyebrow raised. She sat up, at first wondering why he was looking at her like that, but the delicious ache between her legs brought back flashes of River all over her, inside her. She groaned and covered her head with the duvet when she remembered they had basically given the entire villa and the world a live sex show...again. She wanted to disappear, her dad was gonna be so disappointed. With Bobby things were so different, they were covered and quiet and it was nowhere near wild like with River. She groaned again and Noah laughed at her misery.

River had just entered the room carrying two steaming mugs in time to hear Noah laughing and Miriam groaning. He felt on edge having Noah alone in the bedroom with her. He decided he had to try to look past his jealousy, so he reminded himself that Noah was just her friend. River scanned the room, his gaze narrowing in on the little lump in their bed, a fleeting feeling of uncontained joy passing through his chest before reality replaced it. He had no idea where they stood. He knew what he wanted, he knew he loved her, but he had no clue what she wanted. He was willing to wait as long as she needed, he'd wait forever if that's what she needed. He stopped at the foot of the bed, unsure if he should allow Noah a moment with Miriam. In the end though, his own need to be near her won out, so he sat on the edge of the bed and raised an eyebrow at a fidgeting Noah.

He sat one of the mugs down on the bedside table and took a slow sip of coffee from one, waiting as Noah walked slowly from the room. He felt for the guy, and he knew Miri would want to chat with him later, but right now he needed to talk to her about a few things.

He reached out and ran a hand over her figure. "You okay baby? Are you upset about last night? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so...uncontrolled."

Her arm shot out from under the blanket and found his hand. She tugged and he sat his mug down beside hers before sliding himself beneath the sheets to lay facing her. He shut his eyes when her fingers came up to trace the line of his jaw. She giggled and his eyes shot open in time to see her tongue poke out and she licked her lips almost seductively. He wanted nothing more than to taste her again. God he had missed her so much.

"It's okay honey. I liked it. A lot." She rubbed her nose against his affectionately, but he was gripped with an uneasy feeling.

"It's not okay. We just talked about taking things slower and not even a few hours later I just jumped you." He brushed her hair from her face. "I wanna do things right."

And he did. He could hardly believe she was right here in front of him, her fingertips tingling his skin, her perfect brown eyes sparkling into his. He was luckier than any other man who had ever lived and this time around he vowed to himself he'd do things right. The first time, they snuck around and while he begged to make her his, she clung to the idea that they could only be friends with benefits. He wanted more, so much more, but he took the crumbs she left for him and he fucked her as often as he could in those first few months. Anything to have the taste of her skin on his lips.