Him

Iris's POV

"I hate parties." I groaned bored. I always did. They never ended well for me and nor did o ever enjoy one.

"The feeling is mutual. " said the man who is the reason, I am here sitting dolled up, watching these snobbish, rich people faking themselves.

These two-faced people don't get tired. That's what i keep asking myself.

Ethan Brown my college best friend. And also my knight in shining armour. Sitting beside me wearing a blue tux, his blond hair styled perfectly and his deep green eyes bored just like me.

Though he is oblivious I can see girls giving him flirtatious looks. And why won't they, because no matter how much I am hating him right now for making me attend this boring party, I can't deny that Ethan is a definition of handsome.

More than the beautiful chandeliers and expensive decorations he is the centre of attraction.

And it's not like he doesn't enjoy that attention. The only reason he is not paying them in my mind is that of his parents.

Because to quote h