hatred | miniminter

6

sitting by the pool, i soak up the sun in an attempt to get rid of this awful hangover. laying on my stomach, i rest my head into the lounger as i listen to 'joy division' through my earphones. around half of the group remained in their rooms today as a result of last nights antics. way too many drinks and shots were consumed and i already regret my actions. "frey?" i groan.

"mhm." she sits up on her forearms, looking at me through her sunglasses.

"please can you put some more cream on my back." i sigh, pulling my hair out of the way as she leans over and rubs some suncream into my back. "thanks." i hum, feeling my eyes close and find myself drifting into sleep, until jj comes outside. yelling - as always - which causes my brain to ring.

"you lot, eden and cal kissed!" he shouts excitedly.

"fucking hell." i groan, looking up at him.

"oh shit, thought you would be in bed." he furrows his eyebrows, quickly walking back into the villa. but now all eyes are on me.

"jj?" i yell, forcing him to come back outside. "who told you?"

"simon." he mumbles, scurrying away again. i glance around, seeing if simon was outside. and there he was, sat at a table with tobi.

"why?" i shout over to him, furrowing my eyebrows as he glances up at me.

"funny." he shrugs his shoulders, looking back down to his phone.

"what's funny?" i raise my voice.

"you are. i told you someone will be on your tits soon enough." he mutters as he looks back up at me, cockily smiling at his own comment.

"oh fuck off." i hiss, shaking my head at him as i storm off back inside. stomping my feet up the stairs, i slam my bedroom door and throw myself onto the bed, drifting to sleep out of frustration.

i awake to a soft knock on my door. "eden?" a voice asks.

"mhm?" i struggle to open my eyes for a moment, exhaustion consuming me. but as i open them, i notice freya peering her head around the door.

"are you coming out tonight?" she walks in, diving next to me in the bed as i let out a yawn and stretch my body.

"erm," my voice raspy, "don't know." i sigh, looking at her with my hands tucked underneath the pillow.

"i don't think simon's coming."

"okay." i groan, "is it just him not coming?"

"yeah, i think so." she replies.

"m'kay." i huff.

"what's this about you and cal?" she raises her eyebrows, grinning at me.

"oh, don't even. we were so drunk, i don't know where my confidence came from." i chuckle softly, now sitting up causing her to giggle.

"well, come down and get some food and me, you and ellie will get ready together." she smiles, dragging herself out of my bed as i nod in agreement.

getting ready, i attempt to keep it simple as all energy is drained out of me after last night. pulling on a pair of shorts, i clasp up a corset style top and decide on wearing trainers tonight. sighing, i reach for my bag as the girls and i walk downstairs together. i'm in no mood to go out tonight, but i want to be as far away from simon as i possibly can be. greeted by the boys, we all head out and make our way to a bar. it almost feels repetitive. "i like this walk." i smile to ethan as we stroll towards the centre.

"yeah it's nice, isn't it?" he smiles to me. i remain pretty silent the rest of the way to the bar, walking with my arms folded over my chest and an obviously frustrated expression written across my face.