I hate you . || enemies to lovers ; DNF

Chapter 6

George woke up to the rustling of his sheets. His eyes slowly fluttered open to see Karl sitting up in his bed. George looked at him for a second before sitting up and stretching.

"Good morning." Karl yawned, grabbing his phone. The boy's phone started violently buzzing in his hand, making both of them jump.

"Hello?" Karl asked, the phone up against his face. "Alex? Whats up?"

George watched him in confusion, Karl's face twisting into a look of confusion, then sad.

"What!? Why not?!" He almost yelled, George wincing at the sudden raise of his voice. "You got gro..— YOU DRANK?!"

George stifled a laugh by biting his tongue, the tips of his mouth curving up slightly. Karl sighed, bidding his goodbyes to Alex. He turned to George, his mouth pressed into a thin line.

"Alex got grounded, he can't go to the party tonight." He frowned, George scoffed.

"He drank?" He asked, rolling his eyes. Karl nodded, groaning and throwing his head back. George sighed, getting up. "What time is it?"

"Uh.. About noon, we should head out at like.. What, 7:50?" He responds, checking his phone once more. George nodded, grabbing his phone, he had a missed message from his mom. He opened the messages up.

George's eyes skimmed over the large text. 'Hi honey! I probably won't be coming home tonight, I have a ton of extra work. You might need to get a ride home from Karl, I am so sorry hon. I have left you two boys lunch in the fridge, so when you get hungry you can have that, don't order food. You should also ask if you could stay at Karl's tonight, I'm not sure how I feel about you being home alone. I love you honey, stay safe and have fun at the party!'

"M— My moms not gonna be home— Are you serious!?" George groaned, looking at Karl. "She wants me to stay at your house tonight." George grumbled.

"Thats fine, I don't mind!" Karl smiled, standing up too. "I'm hungry though, I want to eat." George nodded in agreement, opening his door.

     "Mroooow! Mrowwww!" George's cat meows, hunching his back and running around, in a panic almost.

     "Whats up bud?" George asks, stepping outside of his room. His cat darted down the stairs, George followed his mewls.

     "Mrowwww!" He yowled, rubbing up against the glass patio slider doors. George hummed in confusion, picking his cat up and opening the sliders.

     "Mew!" Another meow cane. A cat trotted into his house, looking up at George. This cat was beautiful, tabby running all over it, but white covering the cat's stomach, paws and a small patch on it's nose.

     "I actually don't know." George muttered, closing the sliding doors. He turned around, still holding his cat. Cat hissed at the other, but the other just Mewling and hunching it's back.

     "Theres no way this is a stray, someone's cat is in your house." Karl laughed, looking up at Cat. "Put Cat down?" He suggested. George did, but Cat just curled at George's legs.

      The other cat slowly trotted towards Cat, sniffing him. Cat hissed at the other, making it jump back. It returned to sniffing the other, Cat starting to sniff it too.

     "Meowww!" It mewled at George, head butting Cat.

     "That was adorable." Karl said, just looking at them. George hummed in agreement, walking away from the cats, who were now playing.

     "Lets go eat." George said, dragging his feet against the fluffy carpet. Karl yelped, following him.

     "Maybe if you find the cats owner, it'll be like— a super hot guy— Or girl— And you guys like fuck." Karl sniggered, earning an arm punch from George, who was flushed.