Baby blue (GeogeNotFound x OC)

Im sorry

As a very timid male, George often found it quite hard to express his feelings properly.

Currently standing in front of him was a guy who was talking to Dylan about her ukulele. Now, it wouldn't have been a problem if the guy didn't look like a Greek god from George's perspective.

Dylan and the guy carried on casual conversation about music and whatnot, ignoring George's presence.

Eventually though, George got sick of it. The guy was too close to Dylan and they seemed to be too friendly. Of course, he knew Dylan meant no harm.

Yet, this god of a man needed to learn personal space. His stupidly gorgeous blonde hair and deep green eyes intimidated George.

Not to mention his dashing figure and amazing style. No, it was stupid. Hideous. Horrible.

George's mind kept second guessing itself.

The man was everything George wasn't. At least, in his own opinion he was.

Even his voice was captivating!

Captivatingly ugly. George thought to himself.

After a bit George decided enough was enough.

"Dylan." He spoke. "We need to go."

Dylan nodded happily before waving goodbye to the man. His name was Chad.

What a stupid name. George thought again.

George walked ahead of Dylan as they reached the hotel. He didn't mean to be rude he was just upset.

"Baby, what do you want for dinner? I'll order something!" Dylan chirped plopping onto the creaky bed.

George shook his head not even facing her.

"Nothing. I'm going to go shower."

"Ok! I left your shampoo on the counter in there! I didn't want to spill—." Dylan spoke being cut off by George shutting the bathroom door.

"I didn't want to spill it on the floor..." Dylan finished for herself. She decided to ignore the slamming of the door thinking George must've just been in a hurry.

She danced around the room waiting for him to get finished. She ordered them a pizza. Half veggie and half pepperoni.

She knew they would disagree on which kind so she just ordered the veggie half for herself and the pepperoni for George.

The pizza had arrived. She heard the water continue running for a good forty-five minutes. She knew the water must have been getting cold especially with the amount of time he was in there.

He's just tired. Just tired after today. She thought to herself pushing off the weight on her shoulders.

Soon, the water cut off and George emerged in a towel. Dylan couldn't help but admire him before noticing the frown still present on his face.

George went back into the bathroom and came out with sweatpants and a dream hoodie on. The frown seemed to have deepened after seeing her sitting happily.

"Babe.... what's wrong?" Dylan asked softly as George sat on the bed facing away from her.

"Nothing. Let's just go to bed." He muttered harshly.

He could feel her breath hitch and felt horrible. His chest aches as he laid in bed with his back to her.

"I love you Dylan." He said awaiting her response.

"I love you too..." she whispered before he felt the bed dip and her lay facing away from him too.

Soon the slight tension seemed to pass and George fell asleep.

However around 1 am he opened his eyes after hearing a noise.

He felt that the bed wasn't dipped anymore and heard the water in the bathroom sink running. He figured Dylan was just washing her face or getting some water from the tap.

The water cut off momentarily and he could hear more noises coming from the room. They almost sounded like sniffles. But they couldn't be. Why would Dylan be crying?

He closed his eyes quickly as her figure emerged from the bathroom. He felt her sit on the end of the bed.

She sat there for a moment and he noticed her face in her hands before feeling the bed shaking slightly.

She was crying.... Dylan was crying.

George sat up quickly hearing her let out a sob by accident.

His heart broke.

Dylan turned to him suddenly.

"I'm— im so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you u-up. I I was trying to be quiet." She whispered softer than usual.

"Dylan... why are you crying...?" George whispered.

"I- im sorry." She choked out. "I'm sorry."

Sobs raked through her body as George pulled her into his chest. Her heart was beating rapidly and George realized she was having a panic attack.

Dylan pulled away from him and stumbled towards her backpack. Dumping its contents onto the floor she scrambled to find something while sobbing.

George realized what she was looking for and ran towards his suitcase and pulled out her inhaler.

"Here! Here..." he held the inhaler to her mouth as she pushed the button and inhaled the artificial air. After a few puffs her breathing regulated.

"I'm sorry...." Dylan whispered once more burying her face into his chest.

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