When a boy would do anything for a girl in order to make her happy.
In which two best friends liberate themselves by running away to Hollywood. Though, liberation isn't the only thing in the air.
George wants to be alone with India...
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..............band on the run.............
The silent treatment was the prime factor of Indiana's clear anger with George.
And although George wasn't one much to talk, he still loathed her childish act of silence towards the enemy of the argument.
And he unfortunately, for the first time, was the enemy in this situation.
The two teens had strolled down the street with the dark setting behind them, nipping at their heels to go faster.
They began to get closer to the her gloomy house and she still wouldn't reply to his simple questions like "what are you going to do tomorrow?" And "are you really that mad at me?"
George groaned and finally began to bicker at the stubborn girl. "Indiana you can't be mad at me." He explained. "It's simple really, you can't just runaway!"
The blonde wanted to release a word back at him as she had so many filled within her voice box but her headstrong nature was working up a storm to border the words in.
Instead she carried a angry expression with a scrunched nose as she walked faster in front of George.
George rolled his eyes and stopped walking and shouted. "Fine! Runaway! You'll regret it!"
Indiana's eyes began to water and her stomach began to rock back and fourth. She hated that she could act this way but it was just how she was.
She was a stubborn Taurus after all, horns bigger then the sense that was given to her.
But now that George definitely wasn't part of the plan, she wasn't definitely sure if she wanted to go on her own. She didn't even know where to start. She needed George.
But she didn't tell him that. Instead she continued on her way down the lonely street without George. But George was in fact standing back, watching Indiana and making sure she arrived to her house.
The beige, broken down house seemed to have a string tied to her hand as she walked in even though she didn't want too and of course it pained her to do so.
And the moment she walked in without saying goodbye, guilt bit at George's tender heart.
He felt uneasy and felt like he committed a crime.
He shooed and belittled Indiana's wishes. But he had too..right? They were only teens, teens who still had school and teens who still had a social life.
