heartbeat || andrew ridgeley and george michael

eight

two month time skip

it's now monday and school is starting again. i get onto the bus and we stop at george and andrew's stop but only george gets on the bus. "hey, george! where's andy?" i ask. george looks at me angrily and walks away. "what the fuck?" i think to myself. we stop at the next stop and i get up and sit down next to george. he refuses to look at me. "look at me, george. i need answers from you." i demand. "fine." he pouts, looking at me. "what do you want?"

"i want to know where ridgeley is." i ask. "i don't fucking know." he responds, with attitude. "look, george, i didn't do anything to you. don't be an asshole." i say, looking at him. george looks back at me. "you've hurt me. i'm feeling like shit. and it's not exactly your fault but it is at the same time. okay, y/n?" george says, angrily. "what did i do?" i ask, looking at george, confusedly. "ever since i saw you on that september morning, i've had a crush on you. you're fucking gorgeous, y/n. but you're taken. by my best friend. and i'm dating his ex. even though i was happy with ariana...it all stopped when i saw you." george responds, putting his hands in his head. he starts to whisper something, but i can't exactly hear him. "i'm sorry about this george. but we're at school now." i say, looking outside the window.

george and i walk into school and ariana is giving him a death stare from across the hall. i walk away and go to my locker. ariana comes up to me. "what do you think you're doing, little bitch?" ariana yells in my face. she punches me. "what the fuck do you think you're doing?" i hear george yell from across the room. he runs over to me and tells ariana to fuck off. he grabs my hand and pushes me against the locker, starting to kiss me. "george i can't do this-" i say, trying to stop him. everyone is shocked as george is pinning me against the locker. "c'mon baby, who cares?" george says, taking me into the outside bathrooms. "george, no, what about andy?" i ask. "fuck andy. he'd never have the balls to do this anyways." george says, winking. "true." i respond, quietly.

"before i fuck you, do i have your consent?" george asks. "yes...you're such a gentleman." i say, looking up at george, who's currently on top of me. "i know..." george winks.