I Love You Arthur.

Arthur's POV.

I stood up, watching her as she held my arm, not wanting me to leave the room.

“Iris, not now, please…” I trailed off, trying to free myself from her hands.

“Wait, I have something important to tell you, even when I don't know what you'll feel about it.”

“We'll talk about it tomorrow. For now, you need to rest.” I moved her towards the bed, but she didn't let go of my hands.

“Listen to me, please…” she was overly playful because she was drunk.

“Iris, you need to–”

She placed her index finger on my lips to stop me from talking to her.

“Iris, what are you doing?” I moved back, watching how she acted in front of me.

“Listen to me and I promise not to bother you ever again,” she did her best to convince me.

I sighed, massaging my temples with my fingers as I watched her with tired eyes.

“You're being a stubborn girl, you need to rest. You've been out partying.”

“I'm fine, just listen to what I have to say, you're being too stubborn and that is what I won't take,” I sounde