...and now, our time is up

Chapter thirteen:

A week has gone by, and it was now my first time returning home since arriving, and it was for my third favourite holiday: thanksgiving. A mere 4 hours before my dad would be arriving to take me home and me and Claire were rushing around, packing up our stuff.

"Tell me why we left it to the last minute to pack our shit?"

She yells out, sitting on her suitcase to try and push down the clothes that she had just shoved in there, unlike me who was actually folding them.

"URH JUST STAY IN YOU STUPID IMBECILE"

She yells, groaning out in frustration. I sigh and turn to face her.

"Claire, fold them up, I promise you it's easier than just shoving it in"

I assure her. She groans again, leaning backwards over the case.

"But that's so much hard work"

She whines. I raise my arm in surrender before returning to my stuff. The door bursts open and in walks Molly.

"Hey lovely ladies- what the hell is going on here?"

She asks,pointing to Claire, who's getting stressed.

"I tried helping her but she won't accept it"

I tell her and she sighs.

"Grab the bag and take it to my dorm, I'll help you"

Claire suddenly bolts up and squeals as she grabs the bag and pushes it out of the dorm, wishing me a goodbye and a happy thanksgiving as there was the chance that she wouldn't see me before I leave.

Molly quickly rushes in and gives me a hug before rushing out, also wishing me a happy thanksgiving and that she'll see me when we return.

I enjoy the peace I receive for a while before the door bursts open again, in walking Malcom, Catrina and George, causing me to suddenly blush.

"Where's the lesbians?"

Catrina asks bluntly, wrapping their arms around me in a tight embrace.

"Oh they've gone to Mollys, she's gonna finish packing there"

I tell them, zipping up the bag.

"Well we just wanted to say that we love you, we hope you have an amazing thanksgiving and we'll see you later"

Malcom tells me, wrapping his arms around my neck. I look at George, who's just standing there careless and I wink at him, making him smirk.

"I'll see you losers later"

I wave them goodbye and they leave again, before turning my attention to George.

"Don't I get a hug?"

I put my arms out and he walks over, wrapping his arm around me and picked me up, making me squeal and I slap at his back to put me down. Since the kiss the other week, we didn't know what we were. When it was just us, we'd do the usual couple stuff and would kiss and cuddle but around the guys, we'd still be close, just not as close as we would be when we were on our own.

As much as I enjoyed the sneaking around part, I knew that we needed to talk about what our relationship was, and if this was gonna go somewhere.

"What's your plan for thanksgiving then?"

He asks, pulling me down onto the bed with him as I straddle his lap. I press my hands on his face and squeeze his cheeks.

"Just gonna go home and gorge on so much food"

We giggle together.

"What about you? Are you seeing your family?"

I ask and he nods.

"Yeah, we're actually travelling to Malibu to see my fathers mother, my grandmother, I haven't seen her since my dads funeral so that's the only plan"

"Is your brother coming along?"

I ask and he sighs. Talking about George's older brother was always a touchy subject but I made sure to be gentle about it, because I knew it upset him, even though he didn't like him.

"Yeah, I'm just concerned that he's gonna make me feel uncomfortable you know? I just want this to be a good family trip for the sake of my mom and sister and I don't want Wills pettiness and sly, backhanded comments to make my grandma uncomfortable"

My heart bursts at this comment and I just want to smother him with love at his sweet he was. I lean in to press a long and lingering kiss on his lips.

"We have some stuff that we need to talk about..."

I mumble in his ear and I push myself off of him and he groans, leaning back.

"What did you wanna talk about?"

He asks, still laying down with his eyes closed. I sit down next to him and grab his hand.

"I think we need to talk about this...us"

I explain to him and he sits up and shuffles.

"What do you mean? Like what we are?"

"Yeah I guess, I just want us to be on the same page"

I tell him. He squeezes my hand and places a kiss on my hand.

"Well, let me tell you this: I really really like you, and I know you've just gotten out of a 3 year relationship and I'm willing to wait for you for as long as you feel comfortable"

He assures me. Hearing these words coming from him, is really what I needed. I felt something for him as well, but with just coming out of a relationship where I'd been with the person for 3 years and it ended with him being unfaithful so I definitely didn't want to rush into anything.

"I'll tell you what, we have two weeks away from each other, we'll still talk and text but I'll gonna think about everything, okay? And you should as well"

I tell him, bopping his nose. He wraps his arm around my waist and I lean down, our foreheads touching.