Iris tenses as you wake up in her lap, all the things she wanted to say suddenly leaving her mind. She watches as you get up, rubbing your head as you groan. The hangover hits you like a truck and feels like death. You hear Iris clear her throat and remember the things you said to her last night, awkwardly scooting back against the couch.

There's an uncomfortable silence for a few moments before you speak up.

"Hi." you mumble, scratching your eyebrow and pressing your fingers into your forehead when you feel a sharp pain.

"Did you mean it?" She gets right into it. She needs to know.

You falter on your words and let out a tiny breath of air, leaning your head against the couch and looking at her. "Do you remember when we first met? You said it was right after all that stuff happened to you."

Iris nods, a bit confused about where you're going with this, but she allows you to continue.

"You gave me a ride to town because my car broke down. Even gave me money to fix it and get some food after. I watched you drive off after and I thought I'd never see you again but we bumped into each other at the store. I knew it then."

"Knew what?" she asks, but deep down she knows. She feels it too. But she's scared. Scared of things ending up like how they did with Josh. Scared of letting herself love you. She just can't bring herself to fully trust you after everything.