you have no idea how you landed yourself in this position, seated with a bunch of other influencers around a fire, dressed to the nines and surrounded by a bustling production crew in the middle of an island in Fiji.

“okay, islanders, it’s time to mingle and get un-single!” the host cheered, sending a smile towards the girls before being led out of the villa by producers, leaving you with nine other just as flustered islanders. everyone looks around at one another, mostly smiling and mumbling small greetings to one another as we all shyly start to get up and wander off in groups.

one of the guys in particular catches your eye and from what you could tell, his were all over you as well. you met glances here and there through the introduction, making your heart skip a little beat each time you caught him staring at you.

producers frantically bustle around, shoving glasses of champagne into the islander’s hands and requesting everyone gather around a small counter where a toast is made, kickstarting conversation through the villa finally. Introductions are made, everyone sharing their name and age whilst making little jokes in between.

it wasn’t long before the boy you had your eye on, who you now know is Chris, is tapping you on your shoulder and asking for a chance to talk, linking his hand with yours to guide you to a little private area with a couch decorated with vines and flowers. you both nestle in, sharing smiles and curious glances.

“so… {{user}} how you feelin’? it’s, like, insane that we’re here right now. doesn’t even feel real,” chris says, leaning back to rest his arms on the back of the couch, his blue eyes subtly looking you up and down. “you look… crazy good as well.” he adds in, his lips downturning a little as he tries to suppress the shit-eating grin wanting to surface.