Always And Never (Sapnotfound)

Chapter 4

A/N - wow okay people are actually reading this, thank you guy!

George's POV

   All I could do was stare at Sapnaps back as he trudged towards the car. He'd gotten into a fight over me, and was injured cause of me. I couldn't even figure out why he'd done it. Sure our relationship had always been tricky, and today was confusing as hell as it was. But he really hadn't needed to do that.

   The fight hadn't lasted long, after Sapnap was tackled to the ground, he managed to get the upper hand. But was soon pulled off by a security guard. They didn't do much in terms of helping with injuries, just sent both men out of the mall.

   Obviously being Sapnaps ride, I followed him. We got in my car, and I leaned over his lap to reach into the compartment over his legs and pulled out a small first aid kit.

   No words passed between us as I grabbed his hand and started applying ointment to his busted up knuckles. I checked through the rest of his injuries, in the end, grabbing his chin to check more closely over his face.

   I quickly realised how close our faces were and pulled away embarrassed.

   "You shouldn't have done that. It wasn't worth it."

   "Of course it was," his voice was softer and more caring than I'd ever heard it, "he fucking made you cry George."

   I sighed as I started the engine. "Fighting doesn't get you anywhere, plus you don't even like me."

   "I know we don't get along, and I can be quite the asshole, but you're still a human being, and should be treated like one. You never talk to someone like that... unless they're into that, and into you."

   I let out a small wheeze as he ended his statement. "What the fuck Nick! This is a serious conversation. I'm serious about the fighting though. It doesn't get you anywhere, all you did was give him the ego to do it more. People like him are craving that attention."

   "I know, but I was winning, and if I had gotten to finish the fight it wouldve taught him a lesson." He huffed his chest and exhaled loudly from his nose, "but can you just bring me straight home? I know I left a few things at your house but you can just give them to me tomorrow when dream picks us up from school."

   "I mean yeah, but what's the hurry?" Did he really just want to be out of my presence?

   "I- oh, just my parents will be home soon and I want to make sure I can clean up before they get home and see all this."

   I just hummed in response, he only lived a few blocks away from where we were so it wouldn't take long. And as I drove down the familiar streets of my childhood I dared to look over at him.

   God he really was beautiful when he wasn't being mean to me, even with a busted up face. I still felt bad he'd gotten hurt for me, but it made me think maybe he didnt hate me as much as he made it out to be.

   I turned into his driveway and watched him leave the car.

   "Um, thanks George. For uh taking the time to help bandage me up, and for letting me pick out your outfit for Friday." He smiled softly, running a hand through his long hair. "I'll see you tomorrow."

   "Yeah see you tomorrow, I hope you don't get into too much trouble with your parents because of me."

   "I'll be fine George."

   And with that he walked up the pathway to the front door and walked inside. I didnt take too long in heading home, knowing my mother would be home, waiting for me to have dinner. Surely enough when I got there, she was just finishing up the food and waving at me with an oven Mitt on.

   "Hi Georgie! You're home. I was hoping you'd be here in time to eat your dinner warm. Where'd you go anyway?"

   I smiled as she wrapped me into a warm hug. "I was just out with a friend, going shopping for a party I was invited to this Friday."

   "A party? How exciting! Just please be safe Dear, and if you drink make sure you find a place to stay or a ride home okay? I dont want you getting hurt."

   "Thanks mom, but can we please eat, I have some homework to finish up." It was technically a lie, since the only work I'd gotten today was the project with Nick, but I was just tired from today's events and wanted to lay down.

   Dinner was lovely though, my mother had always been a good cook. We sat and talked about her day at work, laughing at how dumb some of her coworkers were. Those had always been amazing stories to hear, and any chance to get to talk to my mom was a good one. Since my dad had died 2 years ago, we both realised how short your time with someone could be, and even if our schedules conflicted, we did our best to spend time together.

   Eventually I did get away and headed up to my bedroom. I wasn't tired enough to sleep, so instead I'd taken to looking at my phone and scrolling through Instagram. There wasn't too much on my feed, but I did discover dreams post from earlier today during lunch.

   It was a bunch of silly photos of the football team in the dressing room just goofing around. Most of them made me smile at how odd all the boys were, but there was on I had to take a second look at. It was a picture of Sapnap taking off his jersey, abs glistening with sweat. And though I couldn't stand him I couldn't help but admire.

   Many thoughts rushed through my mind, I wished I could reach my hand out and feel his chest. I could practically feel them under my skin, and under my lips. I'd kiss softly over his abdomen, starting up towards his neck and making my way down. Down to his-

   No. No I couldn't think about him like this. We weren't even friends. I was better left to turn off my phone and go to bed.

   So that's what I tried to do, I clicked off my phone, turned off my lights and snuggled down under the covers, hoping to let sleep take me.