My Weirdo

You Did What You Did

The four of you look at each other. The sound of a distant birdsong is the only thing filling the silence engulfing the firepit.

"I never thought it would be us in the final!" Bobby breaks the silence, eyes wide. Smiling at his partner in crime, he continues, "Izzy and I are the ultimate friendship couple, but that's hardly the name of the game, is it?"

You return his smile before locking eyes with Noah, letting a sadness  shine through that you had been carefully concealing for a majority of  the summer. "Bobby's right. It's pretty much in the bag for you."

Hope looks suspiciously between you and Noah. She appears as though  she is about to give you both a piece of her mind before Noah cuts her  off, smiling at the girl that he should have been with. Or at least  that's what he told you. "I couldn't imagine anyone else sitting here."

"I guess the only question now," Hope breathes, "is who's going to walk out first."

Ding

Hope's phone chimes before she can even finish her thought. "This is it." She shakily exhales before reading.

   Hope and Noah, Isabella and Bobby, congratulations on being the  final two couples of this year's Love Island. The public have been  watching your every move, and they have loved every minute. Now, the  time has come to reveal the final results. 

Noah rests his hand on Hope's leg and breathes deeply. Bobby smiles  nervously at you as you grip his hand. You can hear all four of your  hearts pounding in rhythm.

   Ding

Noah's phone this time.

   The winners of this year's Love Island are... Isabella and Bobby.

Bobby looks at you, smiling so broadly it looks like his dimples are  the only thing anchoring it down. "Holy shit, Izz! We won!!"

Completely stunned, you walk over to Noah and Hope. Noah buries you  in a bear hug, kissing your temple out of Hope's view. "I knew it would  be you." He whispers in your ear before pulling back just far enough to  look you in the eyes. "It's always been you."

You feel the tears forming as you force yourself to back out of his  embrace. The words you have wanted to hear for the past eight weeks now  lashing across your heart. As if Bobby can sense your shift in demeanor  he pulls you in for a hug, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"You two totally deserve this!" Hope squeaks through a plastered on  smile that doesn't meet her eyes. "Now get out there and meet your  fans!"

Bobby takes your hand as you walk across the grass towards the front  of the Villa. "I still can't believe we made it all the way to the  final, let alone won the bloody thing! I wonder how close it was?"

"I am still in complete shock," you whisper shakily, tears still  battling the barrier to be released. Bobby stops walking and pulls you  into a hug.

"Before we go out there, I wanted to check in with you." He murmurs  in your ear. "That hug between you and Noah seemed to rattle you a bit.  You okay?"

You shake your head and the barricade you tried so hard to reinforce  breaks. "I'm so confused." Bobby is gently wiping away the silent tears  rolling down your cheeks as he reaches down between the two of you  clicking off your mics, and for the first time in your friendship you  aren't able to look him in the eye. "Something happened between Noah and  me last night." 

"Hey, that's great! You've been wanting to give Noah a proper snog  all summer!" Bobby says brightly, but concern still lingers in his  words. "Why the tears, Izz?"