Union J Imagines and One Shots -Not Taking Anymore Requests For Now-

Follow Your Heart - George Imagine

~Your POV~

Imagine your George's best friend and you share a flat with him. You used to be as close as best friends could get, but then he met Valerie. Since then, he was always with her, taking her to the flat for the night, you never get to chat to him anymore. Whats worst though, is everytime you see him hug or kiss or even snog in front of you, a pain stabs you in the heart, and you want to burst into tears. And you do. Everynight you cry yourself to sleep. Why? Because you have a secret. You love George. You always have, since you first met each other. But whatever you did, you knew he would never love you back. Expecially with Valerie there. But something was haunting you as well as that. Your feelings. He had a huge effect on you, and everytime you saw him, your breath would just catch in your throat and your heart would beat loudly in your chest. This condition was getting worst. You needed to tell him how you felt. Even if he didn't have any feelings for you, you felt you had to do it, and I did...

Valerie was over again, and was sitting on George's lap, snogging his face off. You tried to look back at your kindle, but your eyes couldn't move from George's beautiful features. Valerie was in your way, and blocking your view from his full, pink lips, which was probably good you thought. You finally managed to look away, feeling that familiar stab going through your heart. The stab of jealousy. Slowly, this was killing you.

"(Y/N?)" you jumped a little at the voice that had interupted your thoughts. It was George. Even without looking at him you could tell, because he was the only person who made goosebumps appear on your arms when he spoke.

"Yeah?" you cleared your throat, earning a glare from Valerie. You felt like being sick at the sight of her make-up. She was one of those people who went over the top with make-up, making themselves look orange. Ew.

"You alright? You looked like you were in... pain" George frowned.

Valerie's lips pulled up into an amused smirk.

You sigh and nod. You can't tell him until Valerie is gone, but you have come to a conclusion that you will tell him.

"Im fine, just feel a bit ill" you lied, standing up and putting your kindle on the table.

George looked worried, and gave his girlfriend a look.

"What?" Valerie asked, clearly frustrated. You stood still, wanting to see this.

"Could you get out please?" He asked softly.

Valerie looked like she had been punched in the stomach.

"Wh- what? But Georgey - "

"No buts. Just get out please" He said with a cold voice/

Valerie huffed, but eventually walked to the door, and slammed it behind her. Silence surrounded the room. Not an awkward silence, in fact, a comferting one.

"Why did you ask her to leave?" You asked, breaking the tension and sitting beside George.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair which you loved so much. It made your heart skip a beat when he did that. He was just flawless, and he knew it.

"Because, I know you (Y/N), and I can tell when you want something to go, and that something was defiantly Valerie." He smiled weakily.

Thoughts were running through your head, that you just couldn't explain.

"What does it matter what I think? She's your girlfriend?" You ask, trying to sound angry, but failing, and ending up with a huge smile on your face.

He was now so close to you, his lips were right above yours. You had every muscle in your body craving those lips, trying to get you to kiss them, but you didn't have to make the first move, because the next thing that happened, you did not expect at all.

His lips crashed onto yours, making your mind go blank with shock. It felt better than you had ever imagined. A taste of love was in those lips, that made you wonder, did he love you? You start to kiss back, and your lips move passionatly. His hand went to the back of your neck, pulling you closer. Your hand carresed his slight stubble on his cheek, when did he have to shave? Whatever, he made it look sexy. His tongue prodded your lips, and you teased him, not letting him through, making him groan and pull at your hair a little so your lips parted. He smirked, and your tongues played together for a minute, exploring each other. He flipped you over, so he was on top of you, and you were both full on making out on the sofa. His hand went up your top, and he made shapes on your skin. Not just shapes though, but letters. You made it out as, "I Love You".

A/N

omg awww i loved writing this imagine! I thought since i have been writing one shots, why not add a few imagines? So after another... about 4 requested one shots, I might do another imagine. Who should I do next? Sorry if Im taking a while with your requested one shots as well, I have quite a lot of requests, so please be patient, and I promise I will do them all! I try to do one a day. Love, Mairead xx