My secret obsession

16/ just a Tasting of poison..

It has been a couple of days since the restaurant. It was just me and George in the house.

I have no clue where the others went. They all talked about different things.

Karl said he wanted to go eat? And nick went on and on about a new bar opening up? and alex was wanting to make a vlog?

After all of them arguing for at least an hour they stomped out. To be honest I don't even want to know what they agreed on.

Ever since this Brooklyn, George hasn't been leaving the house. He avoided it at all costs. And I don't blame him.

He has just been in his bedroom, or mine when he has the chance. But took this as an opportunity to stream more.

So no one's really question him about why he has been staying in his room. Because of all this streaming.

But to be honest, i think him streaming is just a cover. I can tell he has been off lately.

Not really sleeping, and for George he would and can sleep through anything. If he wasn't with me he would be asleep.

Even our late night talks don't feel the same anymore. He has just been so distance. He has just been isolating himself.

At first I was respecting the fact he hasn't really been doing anything or going anywhere. And I think he's losing himself slowly.

Which I can't have that happen, if he loses himself, I'll be done for.

What will I do? With out George?

Don't get me wrong I love him. But this isolated and him being so distance with his thoughts, feelings,not even making jokes or laughing at the ones I have been making.

I need to get him out of the house.

I didn't have a plan for where we where going but I had an idea.

I walked out of my bedroom, into Georges. He was on his bed, he was curled up on the left side of his bed.

The only light source was from his phone. Lighting up his face. Even with just the light form the phone you could really see his eye bags.

It honestly hurt me to see him like this.

I started to walk in, usually he would smile or look up, or just knowledge me.

He just lay there and continuing scrolling on his phone. I walked over and sat on the end corner of his bed.

He moved to turn around.

I sighed.

"George"

He didn't even budge.

"Oh come on".

I said under my breath as i garbed his blanket and ripped it off of him.

"Come on George get up!"

I said as I was now standing on my feet, and threw his blanket on the ground.

He just curled up more. I just plopped down next to him.

He was facing the wall, on his phone. I moved over more and spooned him.

He moved even more trying to get away from my hold. But I held him tight.

I moved my face into the crook of his neck. I could now see his phone. He was reading something.

I didn't care enough to read it. I just started to lightly kiss his neck.

Having the light from his phone, I could actually see the side of his face and neck.

The feeling of his warm neck against my cold lips.I just filled his neck with light kisses. As I led my lips up too his jaw line.