BrooklynI still can't believe I'm here. These girls are all so gorgeous and this house is amazing!
"Brooklyn? Earth to Brooklyn!" Lottie laughs.
"Sorry! What was the question again?"
"What do you do on the outside?" The beautiful goth asked.
"I'm a freelance writer. Mainly contract work. Nothing as exciting as all of your jobs." You laugh.
"I'm working on some pieces of my own, Brooklyn! Reading and writing are passions of mine!" Hannah exclaimed
Hannah was beautiful. She was sweet and had this pureness about her. Exactly the kind of person you tended to migrate towards. With her long flowing red hair, beautiful freckles and gorgeous blue eyes, she was sure to turn some heads. The others, you were still unsure of. Hope was putting off a "top girl" vibe. She was loud and clearly liked to be the center of attention. She constantly played with her long braids and seemed to be looking for a camera every chance she got. Lottie was the villa goth. She struck you as an attention seeker type too, just in a different way. She was beautiful though. Her hair was light, her makeup was dark, and you could make out what seemed to be a trail of tattoos down her porcelain skin under her sheer coverup. Her green eyes penetrated your soul when she looked at you, and not in the most comfortable way either. Marisol was stunning and studious. She had a "know it all" vibe about her and was studying to be a Lawyer at Uni. She radiated confidence, which is something you found attractive.
"Me too!" You reply excitedly back at Hannah. "I love to read! It's one of my favorite past times. A glass of red wine, a good book- What more do you need?" You smile at the beautiful redhead.
Hannah returns it gratefully and your nerves calm down a little. She made you feel comfortable and you felt in your gut that you two were going to be great friends. She reminded you of your best friend, Brittany.
"Guys, I got a text!" Lottie squeals. "It's time! Brooklyn, you're up!"
The text stated that none of the couples were safe until everyone gets their pick. Choosing the same guy was allowed.
Oh God. Breathe Brooklyn. You'll be fine.
You head out to the lawn, squinting your eyes in the harsh sunlight. The mid-day sun was beating down on you and you were thankful that you remembered to put sunscreen on as you could already feel the intense sun burning your skin. You slowly move to the indicated spot at the request of the producers and stood there, feeling the eyes of the five men before you, taking you in. Even though you were the one choosing, you felt like you were on display for all to judge and critique. It all seemed to go by in a blur. You were announced and some small details were given about you.
"Boys, this is Brooklyn! She's a 23 year old writer and currently living in London, England."
The boys all smile at you and one by one they introduce themselves. You get to the part where you need to ask the boys who fancied you to step forward, and immediately want to leave.
If no one steps forward, I'm going to pass out. Or leave. Or pass out and then leave.
To your surprise Gary, Rocco, Ibrahim and Bobby all step forward. You go through the spiel of asking each boy why they fancied you and ultimately choose Gary. He and Bobby were the two that stood out the most. Bobby was attractive. He was tall and lean, his toned body glisteing in the Spanish sun. He was also the only guy who opened with a joke, bringing a smile to your face and described himself as a "Scotmaican", since he was half Scottish half Jamaican. He was funny, which was a huge plus in your book. His smile was infectious, and he had gorgeous hazel eyes that made your heart beat a little faster, but there was something about Gary that pulled you in like a magnet. He was dreamy. Blonde hair, muscular build, tattoos, deep blue eyes that lured you in. He was just... gorgeous.
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One Temptation
FanfictionFan fiction based on Love Island The Game. I've switched things up, but in a good way. I hope you all enjoy! :) I'll be updating weekly, maybe sooner depending on how much writing I get done in a week :)