𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 , 𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽

16. i didnt mean it

When I got out of my room and to the living room, I decided to watch a movie. When I got about twenty minutes into the movie, the front door opened

I looked up and worry wash over me. George had bruises all over his face

Y/n: George what the hell happened?
George: heyyy y/n
Y/n: are you drunk?!
George: a little bit
Y/n: *sigh* you're telling me what the fuck happened but first follow me

I walked over to George and gently took his hand and lead him towards the bathroom

George: where are we going?
Y/n: to get you cleaned up
George: but I already had a shower
Y/n: your bruises George
George: oh okay
Y/n: take a seat somewhere in here while I look for the first aid kit

George decided to sit on the bathroom sink and I found the first aid kit. At least his bruises weren't too bad right? I carefully opened everything and laid it out

George: how was your night
Y/n: it was okay George, tell me how this happened and who I have to kill
George: it's was your stupid boyfriend Jake
Y/n: Jake isn't my boyfriend
George: what? He said he kissed you
Y/n: he tried to kiss me
George: oh..well he just started talking shit about you and I couldn't take it
Y/n: George please don't tell me you got into a fight because someone talked shit about me
George: pffft now why would I do that
Y/n: oh my god George

George POV

When we got to the party area, most of the campus was here. I looked around and saw clay and nick. I walked over and greeted them before grabbing myself a drink.

The night was going pretty chill like most parties. Then Jake showed up. I wonder what happened between y/n and him. He grabbed himself a beer and then started talking with Ava, Chloe and Sophia. Soon Niki, minx, will, Schlatt, tommy and Tubbo joined the three of us.

We were having a great time just chatting and drinking. I think we all might've had one too many drinks but we should be fine. It's not like we were planning on going for a drive. Our dorms were super close by anyways

I looked over to Jake, he had consumed ten beers in the past hour. What the actual fuck. I was on beer six but I was still being somewhat responsible. Then I caught onto his conversation

Jake: y/n is such a bitch. I kissed her today and then she went "I don't like you like that Jake". Like please we all know you were OBSESSED with me. Like what's the point of leading me on and then saying you don't like me?
George: what's your problem dude?
Jake: what?
George: she clearly wasn't leading you on so what your issue
Jake: how would you know?
George: because I live with her, I think I know when she would be leading someone on. You should just accept that you got rejected
Tommy: OOP
Clay: pop off George
Ava: what? Do you like her
Niki: what? Are you jealous
Sophia: pfft! Why would Ava be jealous of y/n?
George: because she's better than you will ever be
Ava: excuse me?
George: you're excused

Jake then got up from his seat and grabbed me by the collar. I kept a very straight face on. Nick and clay pulled him back. Jake wasn't this big tough guy, he was like me. I'm not underestimating his powers to hit but like if he hits first, that gives me the right to hit him. Living with y/n has its perks for sure

Tommy: oi dickhead, 1.5 meters away. We're living in a fucking pandemic y'know
Minx: I agree with tommy, back off bitch
Clay: we aren't gonna ask you again
Nick: let.go.of.george

Jake let go of my collar but then turned around and punched me in my face. Okay no I was right, his hits were weak. Clay and nick pushed him away from me but dang Jake was determined to hit me again. I stood there and wiped away any blood that was on my face. He then punched me a few more times in my right and left cheek before he was pushed back far away

He came in close contact with me again but I just walked away towards the dorm. I could hear everyone screaming at Jake and just let them handle it. I walked past a mirror on my way to the dorm. Black eye, busted lip and bruised cheeks. Great
End George POV

I started addressing to George's wounds, starting with his lip. I got the rubbing alcohol and put it onto a q-tip

Y/n: this is gonna sting
George: okAY SSS OW
Y/n: George you handled punches so well and you can't handle rubbing alcohol
George: don't make fun of me

I shook my head and then put a small bandaid on top of the cut. Now time for his eye. I walked out of the bathroom and got a plastic bag, filled it with ice and then closed it back up before walking back to the bathroom. I held in onto George's eye and he let out a sigh of relief. I kept it on there for him because I knew he was exhausted. I looked around the bathroom and then after a few minutes back to George, but when my attention went to George, his eye locked with mine. I took the bag of ice off and examined his eye a bit more

His eye wasn't too bad, it should be healed in a few days. I felt over his nose cartilage to make sure it wasn't broken. Okay phew he was okay. For some reason our eyes locked again, but this time I was much closer to his face. George then leaned in forward and kissed my lips. Oh my fucking god. When he pulled away I was probably so flustered

Y/n: o-okay so um uh you gotta keep ice on it for about ten minutes everyday and it should start to uh

I stopped because for some god damn reason our eyes kept meeting. George smiled and raised an eyebrow

George: continue
Y/n: start to um heal itself
George: okay
Y/n: that means no streaming for a bit George
George: aw
Y/n: go to sleep, you need to rest your eyes as much as possible

I helped him off the counter and directed him to his room. I left him alone to get changed while I packed up in the bathroom. Once everything was packed, I decided to sleep too. I went to say goodnight to George first though

Y/n: night George
George: can you sleep here
Y/n: go to sleep
George: y/n
Y/n: night

I turned off his light and went to bed. Did George just fucking kiss me?

Time skip to the morning

I had woken up and made pancakes for breakfast. It was like 11am and George walked out of his room looking like a hot mess

George: g'morning
Y/n: morning, pancakes are on the table
George: thanks

George took a seat and started eating his pancakes

George: hey um if I did anything while I was drunk, I didn't mean any of it