Be My Valentine?

fifty one

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Maya Hayes' POV:

"No, you're not. You'll share with Louis" Mason crosses his arms, staring down at Mason.

"You get to share with Liv, why can't I share with her?" he grumbles and Celine tries to interrupt. "Mason, I'd love to share the room with Maya, that's completely-" she stops once noticing his hurt face.

"We should really invest in a bigger Cabin" I sigh, shaking my head in disappointment and Miles agrees. I mean, I don't mind sharing the room with Dubois, it won't be a first but for Miles it's okay for him to sleep with Liv in the same room but not Dubois and I in one.

Well technically, I was the one who told him to share with her but I did't know he'd bicker about it so much...

"Uh...I'm fine with sleeping on the couch-" Dubois tries to speak but I cut him off with a roll of my eyes.

"Nonsense, we're sleeping together"

Everyone quiets down when they realize what I said and at this moment I wish I could be swollen by a hole.

"Oh, get your heads out the damn gutter you assholes, I mean, we will share a room and Mason can share with Celine-"

"But-" Miles tries to protest but I stare at him dead in the eye. "I'm dying so you you have no choice but to agree."

"You're not dying," he rolls his eyes and falls down on the couch next to me, leaving the topic behind.

I hear sniffs and look up to see Mason crying out of nowhere and frown at him.

"Why are you crying?"

"Why would you talk about dyin-"

he doesn't gets to complete his sentence as his voice gets overtaken by the main door slamming open, followed by grunts.

"A little help would be nice" she shouts from the main door, now regretting bringing those huge suitcases.

Celine hurries to her and is followed by a loud, "At least someone cares"

"She's talking about you" Louis whispers from behind us to Miles.

"no she's not" Miles replies which results in a "yes, she is" by the both of us.

"Stop sitting around and try groveling" I push him out of the couch, making him glare at me before he follows up with her. "Olive?"

"He needs to try harder" Louis mumbles and I humm in agreement.

"Let's go get our stuff" I stand up and the suddenness making a headache creep through but I ignore, pushing past it to go get my luggage.

"That's it?" I ask, looking at the bag in his hand as he picks it up, "where is the rest of your stuff?" I ask and he frowns.

"This is my stuff"

"If Liv is over packed, you're definitely under packed"

"What could I possibly need? I have a few of my sweaters and jeans. I can mix and match. Also if you have this huge cabin, you must have a damn washing machine"

"well yeah, but..."

"I don't need anything else. I have the shoes I wore here and my books are in my phone" he shrugs